Chapter 107

After the Doctor left, David and Brie came out of their room. Brie seemed to move a little stiffly, but that was to be expected. Hell, she'd just spent a week in bed. When they walked into the kitchen, David left Brie at the island in the middle of the room. "I've got to talk to the guys about some stuff, ok, honey? You gonna be ok?"

"Yeah, baby, I'll be fine", she said, forcing a smile. Once he walked away, she turned back to the other wives.

"How are you feeling?" Kristen asked.

Brie let out a nervous laugh. "Like hell, Kris. I feel like hell."

"What caused it?" Nicole asked.

"Stress and my age. I'm in my late thirties. I'll be 39 in three months."

"Is there anything we can do?" Tina asked.

"Not unless you can turn back time and keep me from losing that baby." Brie sobbed. "I feel like a failure as a wife. I can't carry a pregnancy to term anymore."

"There are alternatives, you know", Nicole said as she rubbed Brie's back.

"Can we please change the subject?" Brie asked. "I really just don't want to talk about it right now. It's still too fresh and I'm still in a lot of pain from it. Tell me how my kids have been behaving."

"They've been great. Malachai's been a huge help. He said he wanted to do whatever he could to help us out, whether it was change Maddie, or bathe Jacob, help Jordan tie her shoes, it didn't matter, he wanted to help", Nicole said. "You should be proud of him."

Brie smiled. "I am. I'm very proud of him."

"He's such a little grown up at his young age. He's really good with Maddie, tries so hard to teach Jacob and Jordan how to do all kinds of things. Plays with them, he's been teaching them how to count and say their ABC's. He's a fantastic big brother", Kristen said. "I just wish John and I could get Logan and Kylie to be that way with little Jonathan", she said with a laugh.

Brie smiled. "What can I say? My boy is one of a kind."

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That evening, David and Brie took a bath so that Brie's stiff muscles would relax. There was something on Brie's mind that she wanted to talk to David about, and there was no time like the present. She laid back in the water against him, his arms encircling her, and she was troubled. "David, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah sweetie, anything."

"You still want to have more kids, right?"

"Yes, but I don't think we should worry about that now. I think that we should focus on you getting well before we worry about more children."

"I know, but I need to talk about this with you. I think we should start possibly looking into surrogates, just in case I can't carry anymore children."

He thought about it. "If that's what you want to do, then we'll do it, but you need to get well first. Then we can have some of your eggs harvested, have them fertilized and implanted into someone we trust."

She smiled and looked up at him. "Thank you. You don't think I'm a terrible person or..."

"Stop right there. You're not a terrible person for having a miscarriage. It could have happened to anyone. The stress of having to move from one safe house to another, combined with age and all kinds of other things, and this was the result. Yes, it's painful, but neither of us is exactly a spring chicken anymore."

"God, you sounded like Matt there for a second", she laughed.

He shrugged. "I picked up a few things from him during the couple of months he stayed with us."

"Glad a few things stuck", she laughed again, then she turned serious, turning just a bit in his arms. "Thank you. For staying with me, for taking care of me, for all of it. Thank you."

"It's kind of part of the job description as your husband, and I love you. I would do anything for you."

She did the only thing she could think to do. She kissed him.