TW pregnancy loss

Harry stares at you in shock. "Pregnant?"

"Mmhmm."

His mouth opens and closes. He glances down, then back up to your face. "This soon?!"

"Well, if we have sex with no protection..."

"I know, I know how it works, Y/N, I'm just surprised it's happened so quickly. You're sure it's positive?"

"Two lines. Clear as day." You show him the test, and he takes it from your hands. His are shaking slightly.

He doesn't say anything for a moment, but you notice a smile crossing his face. He finally looks up. He has tears in his eyes.

"I can't believe it." He whispers, pulling you into a hug. "I can't believe it!"

You laugh and hug him back. "You're happy?"

"How couldn't I be?"

You call Paige first of all. She and Tony were the last to find out about the engagement, and while she wasn't too happy, she agreed to be maid of honour. It's only fair she knows first.

"Hi, love." She says. "Why're you calling me?"

"Promise you won't scream."

"Promise." She says after a moment.

"I'm pregnant."

There's a pause, and Paige screams. Right into your ear hole!

"Y/N! Are you having a laugh?!"

"Nope! We're having a baby!"

She screams again. "Oh my god! Oh my god, oh my god! You are?!"

"Yes."

"Oh my god! Oh, angel, I'm so happy for you!" There's some unintelligible conversation, and then she speaks again. "Can I tell Tony?"

"Sure."

There's some more unintelligible conversation, and you pick up Tony's voice saying "it's taken them this long? With the way they went at it?"

You want to feel offended but he's correct.

"Congratulations, to you and Harry, Y/N." He finally says. "I wish you a healthy child."

"Thanks, Tony." You smile slightly.

You don't want to tell everyone just yet, as you will be unable to cope with Shrignold. If Paige screamed, he would cause the end of the world as we know it. He may have the softest voice you've ever heard, but when the man yells, he yells.

As you lie in bed that night, all kinds of questions circulate your head.

What kind of person will they be? Who will they look like more? How far along are you?

The next 5 weeks pass quicker than ever. The wedding is almost upon you, and you're stressed to the bone. Amongst it all, you and Harry take a visit to the midwife to see how the pregnancy is going.

One of the sonographers introduces herself, and sets up the equipment.

"When was your last period?"

"Uhh... about... 7 weeks ago?"

"Alright, lovely. Okay, today I'm gonna do a quick ultrasound and see how far along you are."

You nod, positioning yourself.

She starts doing the scan on your tummy. "Yep, there they are. Let's listen to the heartbeat, yeah?"

You nod, and wait to hear it.

Nothing.

You glance up at Harry in confusion. "I don't hear anything."

"Yeah, uh, just a minute." She moves it around a bit.

Still nothing.

"Why can't... why can't I hear it?" Harry says.

The sonographer pauses, biting her lip. "Let me go get one of my seniors."

That few moments of silence as you piece together what might be happening are utter torture.

She comes back, after what seems like hours but was probably less than 2 minutes, with another sonographer.

"Alright, hello! Looks like we're having trouble hearing baby's heart. Let me have a little listen."

You wait in agony as that deafening sound of silence fills the room. You feel panic begin to rise as both these professionals look at each other in concern.

"There's no heartbeat." Harry says, taking your hand. "Is there? We can't hear it because there isn't one."

"There's no nice way to put this. It looks like you're correct."

He nods. "It's dead."

"Harry, don't say that!" Your voice sounds more panicked than you expected as a hot tear spills onto your cheek. "Don't say such horrible things!"

"Unfortunately... he's right. I'm afraid... I'm afraid you've had a miscarriage."

"But... but... wouldn't there have been loads of blood, and pain, and..."

"Not always. Let me offer my condolences. If you ever need help, I have some leaflets on where to get support..."

She goes off to get the leaflets, leaving you there with your mouth hanging open in shock.

So sorry for the angst :( please take a pic of my cat if you're feeling sad

Her name is Raven :)