Two weeks later

"Are you sure you can keep going?" Harry asks me, kneeling down in front of me while I rest, my hands on top of my knees.

I nod, this was a terrible idea but I don't want to ruin this for him.

"Yeah. I just- Need to rest. I'm so tired." I say, working on my breathing.

This morning, Harry got the idea of hiking. We have spent so much time being busy with each other's, the house, resting in general, that I really thought this was a fun idea for the both of us to do something different. We stay in almost every single day, this was something different to do, I couldn't say no.

Turns out, it was not a great idea at all.

"Let's take a break." He offers but I shake my head, taking a sip of water.

"Let's keep going, I'm okay." I say and stand up, my body feels heavy and it hurts to stand correctly, specially my lower back.

I continue walking, he follows me and walks beside me. I walk slower and I notice his steps are being careful on not speeding too much.

I don't want to be a party pooper, I agreed on going on the hike. It's beautiful outside but I feel my body sweating everywhere, even in places it shouldn't be sweating, it's actually very very hot here under the sun. We continue walking for another five minutes but I have to make a stop again. It's too much weight to handle.

"Are you sure you can keep going? Babe." He stands in front of me, looking at me eye to eye.

"Let's take another break. I can walk a bit more." I say, taking another sip of water. I shouldn't be drinking this much water, I'm going to feel the need of peeing anytime and we are in the middle of nowhere.

After another pause, I keep walking, trying to fight the pain I feel in my lower back. I'm just not used on exercising and much less when I'm twice my usual weight. Well, not twice, but heavier.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asks, and I stop again. It's just too hot to continue.

"I can call an Uber, I mean, we have not walked that much but in your condition I know it must feel like a lot." He says giving me a smile.

"With thirty one weeks in, they feel like eight miles." I say, finally giving up and sitting on the pavement. I take a drink from my bottle, looking up at him.

"Okay Eminem. I'm calling the car." He says, taking out his phone.

I give up, taking a bit of the water in my hand and wetting my face with it. It doesn't help, the sun is shining brightly above us.

"He will be here soon. How are you feeling?" Harry asks me, taking the water from me.

"I'm sorry for being such a bummer. I'm just... Heavy." I say, really feeling bad. "We can try some other time."

"It's okay, it was a bad idea." He sits next to me, looking out at the road. "We can... try other things. I like staying in."

"I know for a fact that you don't." I say, I know him too much. He enjoys going out often and moving around, he enjoys new things and traveling. He tolerates staying in but not every single day. I know him.

"But with you I do, I mean it." He says looking at me reassuringly, I give him a smile. We both turn when we hear the tires of a car coming near us.

We go back to our place, the drive was quite quick because we weren't that far from home. When we arrive Jack is with Martha playing on his cage, that's how Harry calls it. He's old enough to be on it, he's even starting to stand up on his own.

"How was the hike?" She asks, sitting on the floor. Jack stays focused on his music toy.

"Not good. We didn't complete it." I say, placing my hand under my belly.

"Do you want to take a shower?" Harry says to my ear, I nod my head.

"We'll be right back." I say to her and we leave the room.

Even taking the stairs up it's a big deal, my legs move so slow. Harry helps me get to our room, walking by my side as support. Once in the shower, I start the bathtub, taking a shower is not an option, I don't want to stand up any longer.

"Let me bring the towels, I forgot to replace them." He says and leaves the room.

I take off my clothes as quick as I can and soon enough I go inside of the water. It's warm and I like it. I put bubble soap on it and wait, relaxing my back on the back of the tub. I wish I could stay inside of the water the whole day. It makes every single pain of my body go away. I close my eyes, feeling out of a sudden way too tired.

I don't know how much time passed, but when I open my eyes Harry is still not back with the towels, but I feel cold. I look towards the door and hear steps outside of the room. He comes inside the bathroom right away.

"Sorry, I forgot to put them in the dryer now they're- Sienna, are you okay?" He stops, one of the towels falls from his hands, he looks at me terrified.

"Yea- why?" I ask, my voice is weak for some reason.

"The water- is... Red." He says, he's still not moving.

I turn and look at the water, the bubbles dissipated and he's right, the water is flowing red. I start breathing quick, sitting up but when I do that, I feel a digging pain on my lower back, I moan in discomfort. This is not right, it shouldn't be hurting this much.

"Harry-" I say but before I can continue he speaks.

"We need to go to the hospital." He says alarmed, I nod my head, trying to stay calm.

It took us around five minutes for me to get dressed in a bathrobe and slippers, he helped me down the stairs, it was painful in my back for me to move but we managed to make it, and without notifying Martha we left quickly.

In just ten minutes of driving, we arrive to the emergency room. Harry was driving like a crazy person, not saying a single word even when I tried to reassure him everything is going to be alright, even when I'm not entirely sure. When I step out, there's still red blood running down my legs, it damped the seat of the car as well.

"Shit." He says, he looks so damn serious it terrifies me even more.

Soon enough a male nurse comes with a wheelchair and I sit, still feeling the killing pain on my back, even though I don't feel any other pain. He rushes me inside and soon enough we are inside a private room, a doctor is with us. I feel my head light, but I'm trying to stay calm still and breath normally.

"What do we have here?" The doctor asks right away, they help me up into the gurney.

"She started bleeding in the bathtub, so much blood." Harry says for me before I can even answer. I breathe in and out, my eyes feel heavy.

"How far is she in the pregnancy?" The doctor asks, a nurse is taking my pulse while I finally sit down, the doctor takes a light to my eyes, I'm suddenly feeling dizzy.

"Thirty, thirty one maybe?" Harry responds, I feel chills on my legs and move my hand to hold him, but I can't find him.

"Harry-" I call for him, that's the last thing I remember.

-

I wake up disoriented, blinking a couple times. I don't know where I am, it takes me at least a minute to remember that I'm in the hospital, now I remember what happened. I look around and to my left, I find Harry sleeping on the sofa. The window next to him shows me the grayish sky of the early morning. Right after, I notice I have an IV on my arm and I quickly touch my belly. I feel a fright feeling on my chest, please move, I say to myself.

And if the baby was listening to me, he moves, I leave a heavy sigh of relief out of me.

That makes Harry wake up, he instantly stands next to me, his sleepy face still there.

"Babe, you're- I'm so glad you're up." He says, touching my face. I smile to him but at the same time I'm scared, I need to know if there's something wrong.

"What happened?" I ask, my voice so raspy and slow.

He sits on the bed with me taking a deep breath, holding my hand in his.

"You fainted, you lost a lot of blood." He says in a low voice, still gazing at me. "The exercise damaged the bag of the baby and a part of your uterus, making your water break, but we didn't notice because you were in the water, it's fine now. It's under control."

"The water... Was I..." I ask, looking down at the belly. "How's the baby?"

"He's okay, he's inside for another month or so." He says smiling at me. I hug him, I was scared to hear otherwise.

"Thank God." I say in the hug, feeling relieved.

"Yeah, it was scary." He says, moving away after a second and looking at me. "I... I'm so sorry. I should have never let you go on the hike."

"Harry, it's not your fault." I say, taking his hand in mine.

"Still- It... It was so scary, seeing you there with a white face on the blood tub." He says, he does look scared. I half smile at him. "I really thought it was- too late."

"Oh no, we're okay. See?" I move our hands to my belly, moving the robe up. My skin is warm and even if he doesn't move, we know he's inside and that he is okay. "You don't have to be scared."

He looks at me, this time he sighs in relief as well. He pecks my lips, staying close to me.

"I love you." He says, I smile, feeling a sudden electricity inside of me. It doesn't matter how many times I hear it from him.

"And I love you." I say back, looking at his green, tired eyes.

"I should go get the doctor, they need to know you're up." He says, standing up still holding my hand.

"Okay." I say to him, giving him a smile and letting him go.

I lean back on the bed, still holding my belly. I'm really happy that this baby is still inside of me, I can't even imagine what I would do if... If I lose him. This pregnancy has been way more difficult than the first, even with the previous circumstances.

"Miss Sienna, happy to see you awake. Had a good sleep?" This is a new doctor, not Dr. Callahan, he enters and asks me as soon as he steps inside, Harry is next to him.

"I did, I guess." I say, Harry comes stands next to the bed.

"Well, Sienna, I believe you already know what happened. Taking hikes or even exercising it's a common thing pregnant women can do, it's not usual for this to happen, we're glad you got here on time, it could have ended differently." The doctor says, maintaining eye contact with the both of us. "We ran tests while you were out and just like we thought, your pregnancy is now a high risk pregnancy. There's nothing to worry about, you just have to be extra careful from now on to take care of the bag he's in, it's fragile, until the baby is ready to leave the womb."

"What does that mean? A high risk?" Harry asks, almost like reading my mind.

"It means that she has to stay in bed for the upcoming months. She can't walk far distances or work out, nor standing up for too long, she can't hold any type of weight, no sexual intercourse, no tight-clothes or even wearing heels. You need to rest Sienna, it's the best for the baby." The doctor says, I bring my eyebrows up.

Bed, for two months.

"But- The baby is going to be fine. Right?" I ask, trying to let it sink in.

"Yes, there's nothing to worry about." The doctor says just when we hear a buzz, he checks his beeper, looking at both of us again. "I need to leave, I have a delivery to attend to, if you have any other questions the nurse can help you. You can leave by noon, by the way."

"Thank you doctor." Harry says, and in a minute the doctor leaves.

Harry sits on the bottom of the bed, looking at me.

"Good thing we were planning on staying in more often because-" He says and I laugh, kicking his butt with my legs under the covers. We laugh, mostly because this hasn't sank in yet.

"Two months." I say, resting back on the bed. "This pregnancy has been very different from the first."

He smiles at me, taking my hand in his. He wasn't present in the first pregnancy, he didn't even know I was pregnant in the first place. I'm glad he's here this time.

"I almost forgot. Um- You have a visitor." Harry stands up, scratching the back of his neck. "I will wait outside."

"Who? Where are you-?" I ask, but he leaves the room before I can finish the sentence.

When he leaves, Jake walks inside. I smile, I wasn't expecting seeing his friendly face around.

"Hi." I say, he smiles at me and sits down on the bed.

"You so scared me." He says in a chuckle. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine, I don't feel any different apart from having this on my arm." I point to the IV. "What are you doing here- I mean. Did Harry call you?"

"He did. I don't know why, but I'm glad he did." He says bringing his shoulders up. "We even had the chance to have a little conversation."

"What did he say? Oh my. Was he rude?" I ask, worried.

"No, no. He was actually- nice. He told me that he was trying to understand our friendship and that he will try to not get between us." He says, he chuckles. "He even told me that he is trying to leave in the past what I did."

"Really? Are you sure you talked to Harry? My Harry?" I say with humor in my voice. "I'm glad you both talked. Really."

We share a short comfortable silence. I feel happy, even after what happened with bean. Harry is showing that he cares, that he is trying.

"Well, I was just passing by. I have a meeting with my lawyer, you're in good hands anyway." He says patting my hand. "I will let you know how everything ends."

"Good luck. Thank you for stopping by. Really." I say to him giving him a smile.

"Take care kiddo." He says standing up and waving goodbye.

Harry then re-enters the room, this time holding Jack in his arms. I smile and the baby does the same.

"Mamma!" Jack says, Harry gives him to me and I place tons of kisses on his cheeks.

"My handsome monkey!" I say in between the kisses.

Harry sits down on the bed as well, he looks at me with a smile.

"I'm so happy that you're okay. You don't know how scared I was." He says, he does looks so relieved.

"I can't even imagine." I say, turning Jack to rest on my chest. I make a stop, giving him a smile. "Jake told me."

"Told you what?" He hides his expression.

"That you called him to let him know." I say, pushing him with my foot. "That was really nice of you."

He shrugs and then smiles like a puppy.

"I mean, I don't know. He's your friend and he cares for you." He finally turns to look at me. "In a friendly way. I can't be against it."

"Thank you babe. You don't have to worry about him." I go and lean over to grab his hand, when I move I feel a sort of pinch in my pelvis. He notices and his expression changes.

"You okay?" He asks worried.

"Yes, no leaning over I guess." I say, resting my back on the bed once again.

By noon the doctor signed my release papers and I leave the hospital in a wheelchair. When I arrive home it was difficult to climb the stairs, I feel so fragile now when I walk. When I finally reached the bed, I feel as if I did a marathon.

Harry called Martha to help us with Jack while we settle. He also told me that he called my mom, I haven't got the chance to talk with her yet to let her know I'm okay, so while he makes something to eat I do just that.

She was horribly worried, she even told me that she is taking some time off next month so she can visit and help me if I need anything. I thanked her, I miss her also. It will be the last month of pregnancy so I know I will need extra help.

Harry arrived just when I was hanging up, carrying a tray in his hands.

"We had frozen lasagna from that italian place you like." He says, placing the tray on the bed. It smells delicious as always.

"This looks so good." I say, moving it closer to me and I start eating.

"I need to make some calls right now. I don't want to leave you alone but it's important." He says to me, I tilt my head to a side.

"Is there something wrong?" I simply ask.

"No, I just- You should rest and not worry. We can talk some other time." He says moving his hand in a 'no' gesture.

"Harry. I'm okay. I'm not mentally unstable. My brain is working just fine." I say to him, taking another bite. "What's wrong?"

"Well, it's just that the plans for the upcoming album are on the table and I need a time off, with you in bed until the pregnancy's over I can't leave you." He says, I'm trying to read his face. "I can't leave every now and then. I can't."

"Baby..." I stop eating, I try to reach his hand but I remain on my spot. He notices so he scoots closer. "I don't feel like you should push your plans and your job aside just because I'm a little weak right now."

"But, who's going to take care of you? I want to be around, you need me." He says now holding my hand.

"What I'm trying to say is, don't push the plans away. It makes you happy to do what you do. Try to find a solution." I say and then an idea comes to my head. We have plenty space in here. "Why don't you turn that spare empty room downstairs with the boxes into a studio?"

"Actually..." Harry stands up, moving his index finger up, thinking. "That's not a bad idea, at all."

I take another bite and just when I close my mouth he comes back and holds my face in his hands, kissing my lips and then moving away.

"You're a genius babe. A genius!" He says in celebration, stepping outside of the room.

Well, at least I will not be alone in these weeks left of complete resting.

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