**A/N- trigger warning for threatened miscarriage. you may choose to skip over the next few chapters if this is something you are sensitive to. :(

We arrived to the hospital and Jess got a nurse to bring a wheelchair out for me. Jae-Ho didn't stay long. He wasn't as recognizable as the members were but if the wrong person saw him, it was the same scandal. A lot people knew whose bodyguard he was.

I was hooked up to an IV and given medicine to stop the pain. We waited for the doctor to come in and it seemed as though time stood still. After a while, the cramping and the pain that accompanied it lessened and eventually stopped. I was finally wheeled up for an ultrasound on the labor and delivery floor.

I laid on my back with Jess holding my hand. I didn't want to look at the screen to see what was happening to my poor baby. The tech placed the wand on my belly and began to move it around. Out of nowhere, I heard what could only be described as the most beautiful music that could ever be created. The tiny thump thump of my baby's heartbeat filled the room and tears pooled in my eyes. Jess squeezed my hand and I continued to sob in relief, in joy, in panic.

"Yes, it looks like you are about 6.5 weeks," The tech said, "let me buzz the doctor. Given the delicate nature of your situation, he wanted to come take a look himself."

After a few minutes, the doctor came into the room to take a look at the baby and all of my vitals.

"Dia, you started to have what we call a threatened miscarriage," The doctor explained, "It seems to have stopped for now and the heartbeat is nice and strong. But you are not out of the woods yet." He flipped through my chart, reading the notes placed there, "Based on your bloodwork, it appears that it was brought on by dehydration. It doesn't take much for a pregnant woman to become dehydrated. You probably didn't even realize you were. You need to drink lots of water and make sure you take prenatal vitamins. Is the father in the picture?"

I looked to Jess before looking down in my lap and shaking my head. I fought back the tears that threatened once again. I didn't even know if he wanted to be in the picture. Regardless, I couldn't tell anyone that he was.

"Well, you need to take care of yourself. I'm restricting you to bedrest for the time being and I want to see you at my office in one week. We will take another look and see if things are moving along. I don't want to get your hopes up. Even with doing all the right things, the chances of preventing this are small. I want you to be prepared for what we might see at the next appointment. If you have any other questions, please let my nurse know. And take it very easy. Let your friend help you as much as possible."

He handed me his card with an appointment time and his address on it before leaving the room and clearing me to go home.

Jae-Ho returned to pick us up and the entire ride home from the hospital was filled with worry and uncertainty. I stared at the ultrasound picture in my hand, wondering what Jimin was thinking at the moment. He had to be so angry with me for not telling him. I was scared. No, I was terrified. But he still had every right to know from the very beginning.

As we pulled up the long palm lined driveway, I saw a figure sitting on the front steps, leaned over. His head popped up as the car headlights shined in his direction and Jae-Ho pulled the car around, stopping with my door in front of the steps. I didn't move from my seat as Jimin and I made eye contact. His eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks were puffy and red. It was obvious that he had been distraught in my absence.

He stood up and rushed over to my door, pulling it open before stopping himself from dragging me out of the car. Instead, he gently eased me out of the seat, the same care and tenderness in his features that I had seen so many times before. He drew his arms around me and leaned his face into my neck as he broke down in sobs.

"I'm sorry, Dia."

I wanted to say something. I wanted to reassure him. But I remembered the doctor's words and stopped myself. I didn't want to give either of us false hope.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Jimin." It was all I could say at the moment. He tightened his arms around my waist.

"Guys, I really hate to interrupt but can you continue this upstairs?" Jess spoke up, "The doctor wants her on bedrest for the next week until he can check on the baby again."

Jimin lifted his head from my shoulder, a mixture of surprise and relief flooded his face. He pulled back from me, keeping his hands on my arms and looked down at my stomach. "check on the baby again?" he whispered.

"I'm not out of the woods yet" I whispered back.

"No you're not." Jess reminded me, "And you really need to get off your feet." She gently pulled me from Jimin's embrace and guided me towards the house.

I laid in bed, in a complete daze as Jimin and Jess made a fuss around me getting pillows and water and every other possible need taken care of. I continued to stare at the picture in my hand, trying to make sense of the past several hours. My eyes grew heavy and I fought to stay awake. There was so much I needed to talk to Jimin about. When it finally got to be difficult, I succumbed to the sleep my body was so desperately craving. Our conversation would have to wait. And I could only hope that he would understand.