tw: This chapter talks about physical abuse, it may be very triggering so please proceed with caution.

12 weeks. Little bean is officially the size of a lime, Harry sat beside me holding my hand, his eyes were glued to the monitor that showed our little bean. It was always a treat to have Harry at the appointments, the look on his face as he stared in awe at the little human on the screen will never get old. His eyes sparkled in awe as he observed what the screen displayed.

"Baby is growing very well, everything seems perfectly normal." Doctor smiled, "There's its head, and their little toes." She pointed out.

I couldn't help but tear up. Before today, the baby appeared to be blob. We could barely make out any real features, but looking at the ultrasound it was so obvious where the baby's head and feet were. My hand met Harry's lips, he kissed it tenderly his smile just as wide as mine.

"There's our baby." I smiled at him.

"We'll be able to tell the gender between 18 to 22 weeks. Are we wanting to know the sex, or is there gonna be a gender reveal?" I looked at Harry and raised an eyebrow.

"We'll be doing a gender reveal." He answered with a nod.

"Okay, sounds great. We'll talk details when we hit that stage. In the meantime, get plenty of rest. You're about to hit some hard stages in pregnancy, Anastasia. You need to try your best not to stress too much and you need plenty of fluids and food." I nodded my head, try not to be stressed, sounds totally easy. Not.

"You guys are good to go, I will see you in two weeks." She smiled, helping me out of the patient bed, handing us prints of the ultrasound.

"Crazy isn't it?" Harry asked as he drove home. "You can't stop looking at the picture, I was the same way with Penelope and Danny." He smiled, I nodded my head, my fingers dancing across the print in my hands. This little tiny human was growing inside of me. How crazy and terrifying.

"It's unreal.." I said softly, Harry was right, I couldn't take my eyes off of the ultrasound. Almost like if I looked away, it would be taken away from me. "Little bean is growing." I chuckled. "And I can most definitely feel it."

"You're showing for real, now." Harry pointed out, it's true. There's no hiding I was in fact pregnant unless I wore a hoodie. "I can't wait to tell Mum and Gemma." He grinned, we figured we'd tell immediate family first.

"I don't look like a whale yet, do I?" I pouted, rubbing my stomach.

"Never that, my love." Harry chuckled kissing my knuckles. "So... Kids are gonna be with your dad for the rest of the day..." Harry raised an eyebrow at me, I scoffed knowing exactly what he was insinuating.

I jabbed his arm slightly and shook my head, dismissing his dirty thoughts.

"How about a relaxing day for us hmm?" I suggested instead. It's not that I didn't want to have sex with Harry, trust me I do. I just have been so out of it lately, and it's probably just best if we skip that tonight.

"Of course, Angel. Whatever you want to do, I am more than happy with." He nodded with a smile. Harry was never one to push for sex, if I said I wasn't in the mood he didn't push it.

Once we got home, we stuck the new ultrasound onto the fridge next to the other ones. I grinned at the growing collection on the fridge.

"Come on, come lay with me. Want to hold you." Harry mumbled into my neck and pulled me to the couch in the living room.

"Let's go on a date." Harry said simply.

"Okay, sure. When?" I asked, sinking further into the couch, blanket thrown across the both of us.

"Tonight. We don't have to get the kids till later tonight, why not take advantage of that? We've been so busy lately and I haven't had the chance to take you out on a proper date." Harry said, hands running up and down my arm.

"Come on.. We can just go for dinner. Get dressed up a little bit. It'll be fun." Harry continued.

"It's a date." I smiled at him, "But first.. Nap." I chuckled. This whole pregnancy thing has definitely taken a toll on me, I find myself ready to pass out and sleep for hours on end. Harry didn't protest at my request, just hummed and pulled my body towards him, holding me as close as possible.

~~~

"After you, my love." Harry bowed slightly as he opened the door to the restaurant for me. I gave him a small curtsy back, grabbing his hand and dragging him inside with me. Harry decided on a fancy dinner, I've never been to this place before.

The high ceilings and dim lighting were sign enough to know this place was sophisticated. Once we were seated, there was already a bottle of wine waiting for us at the table.

"Did you forget I'm pregnant." I raised an eyebrow at Harry, trying to hold back my laughter.

"No. I just forgot they do this." He laughed grabbing the bottle and handing it to a server that was walking by.

"This place looks...." I said glancing around. "Elegant." I landed on. This definitely wouldn't be my first choice, I'm much more comfortable with eating at the local diner. But then again, I'm not used to dining at these types of restaurants.

"I know, it's a bit much.." Harry chuckled. "But I know how much you love salmon... and this is the best in town." He smiled. We settled on what we were gonna order and filled the rest of the night with laughter and plans for the future.

Harry was right, it was the best salmon I've ever had. It was a good idea to go out tonight, as much as I wanted to stay at home and lounge in our sweats. It's good to go out on dates, keeping that romance alive in the relationship is something that will keep it healthy.

"There's one more thing I want to do before we go get the kids.." Harry smirked, driving off into the opposite direction of Dads house. I furrowed my eyebrows, clearly confused as to what this man had up his sleeve.

"Don't ask, my lips are sealed." He added, as if he could read my mind. The sun was almost completely gone, the dark sky consuming us at the early hours of 6:30 PM.

Harry sang along softly with the music that filled the car, his fingers tapping against the steering wheel like drums. It wasn't a very long car ride, just a mere 15 minutes away from the restaurant.

"This place looks a little sketchy, Harry.." I mumbled, as I climbed out of the car. Harry laughed, but shook his head.

"It's not I promise.. Come on." He grabbed my hand and guided me to the front door. The area itself was not sketchy, it was just an average strip mall. But the specific store he wanted to go into, that definitely looked sketchy.

The windows were completely tinted, making it almost impossible to see inside the store. Not much was displayed on the window, just office hours, an open sign, and a sale sign.

"Harry-" I started to protest again.

"Trust me." He laughed again at my uneasiness. He opened the door, the bright lights spilling out. An antique store? Harry guided me through the store, greeting the lady on the salesfloor but completely walking past her and into the back area.

"Harry, are we allowed to be back here?" I asked, gripping onto his arm as if my life depended on it.

"Yes, yes. There's a smaller shop in a room back here." He opened the door into another room and sure enough, there was a shop in it. Baby cribs lined on of the walls, the other had clothes, and another had toys and trinkets.

"H.." I started to say, my eyes wide at all the vintage baby supplies.

"I knew you'd like it." He grinned. "This is a special place for me.. This is where we got Pen and Danny's first stuffy." We walked around the room but I could tell Harry was looking for something specific. "And where we got this." He stopped in front of a display of trinkets.

"Keychains?" I asked, confused at the significance. The style of it was familiar, both Pen and Danny had one attached to their diaper/school bag.

"I guess you could call it that. These little trinkets are meant to be a sort of protection for the baby, not literally of course. Just a sign of blessings and good health. We got one for Danny and Pen, I thought it would be nice to get one for little bean too.." Harry scratched the back of his neck. I picked up one of the trinkets off the table, admiring every detail of it.

"Yeah, let's get one." I smiled, glad that he was comfortable enough to share this with me and let me participate in something that was special to him and Danielle. We paid for the trinket and a small stuffed elephant and left.

"Now they'll be protected and blessed." Harry smiled, "Let's go get our kids."

The entire drive to the kids, I held the little trinket in my hand. A sign of blessings and good health. All I could ever ask for for my child, good health. Protection. I wanted nothing more than that.

~~~

The next day Harry was out the house early, having some important meeting to lead. Leaving, me the duty of dropping off the kids to daycare. I didn't mind it, it was nice to get out the house and not be cooped up. Besides, it was on the way to grandmas house anyways.

We needed to finalize her move to our house. Selling a house and all it's furniture is definitely not as easy as it sounds.

I've come to terms with what Mommsy wanted. Mommsy didn't have that much longer with us, and it's not fair for me to argue with her about treatment. At this point, I just want her to be comfortable and happy. After convincing her that she was no burden to us, she agreed to move in with us.

"Anastasia! Come in, come in, it's freezing." Mommsy pulled me into the house and shut the door. I hugged her instantly, giving her a kiss on her head. I looked around the house and could see that she was already starting to organize and pack. Boxes littered the house.

"Mommsy, you know you don't have to do this. Harry and I will come to help you pack up. I don't want you exerting too much energy on this." I slightly scolded her. She shook her head at me with a glare.

"No need to baby me. I am more than capable of packing my things away. Come, I've got fresh tea waiting for us." She smiled, completely changing the subject.

"How was your appointment?" I sat across from her at her small kitchen table, I glanced at the papers that were scattered across it. Medical bills, and doctors notes.

"It was as good as it can be. They're still trying to convince me to do some treatment.. They say if I don't do treatment, I could only have up to a year left.." She said quietly, I know she was content with her life. She loved the life she lived, but I knew she didn't want to sadden me any further.

"A year.. wow." I said sadly, I tried to mask my emotions but I couldn't. I felt her hand fall on top of mine. She gave it a slight squeeze and a reassuring smile to go along with it.

"A year is more than enough time. You'll get tired of me halfway through, guaranteed." She joked, trying her best to lighten my spirits.

"I'll never get tired of you mommsy. But you're right, we just gotta make the most of it." I nodded, I smiled at her.

We spent the rest of the time talking about what she wanted to do with her belongings. Sell, donate, and things she wanted to pass on as family heirlooms. Mommsy was simple, she didn't have many things so this shouldn't be too difficult.

After finalizing somethings on the house, we took a break from all the planning and just sat and enjoyed each others company. For the past 2 years, mommsy has been growing a small garden in her backyard. It was truly beautiful, it was one of my favorite places to just sit and be.

"Maybe we could start up a little garden in your backyard. You think Harry would be okay with that?" She asked, watering her flowers. I nodded my head.

"I think he would love that idea." I agreed, a little piece of mommsy in our own backyard.

"You better get going soon." Mommsy said after a while, I pouted at her, not wanting to leave her side just yet. "We'll meet again on Saturday right? You, Harry and the kids are coming?" She asked. I nodded my head, giving her one last hug goodbye.

"See you then. I love you so much." I squeezed her.

"Oh.. Congratulations by the way." She smirked at me, my eyes widened.

"What?" I chuckled.

"You really think I wouldn't notice your glow? Besides, this hoodie ain't fooling me." She winked. My mouth fell open, how did she know.

"Well thank you.." I smiled, her hand meeting my stomach. I gave her one last hug, savoring this moment with her. We said our last I love you's before I got in my car and headed home.

I was only 5 minutes away from home when I noticed the bumpiness in the road, and realized it wasn't the road. It was my tire. I groaned and pulled over off the road and pulled into the parking lot of a target.

I parked and got out of the car, sure enough, my back tire was completely flat. I popped opened the trunk to get out the tools, but I knew for a fact I wouldn't be able to change the tire of an SUV on my own. I decided not to push my limits and give Harry a call.

"Hey.. I'm so sorry to be calling you, I know you have a big meeting today." I apologized as soon as Harry answered the phone.

"No, it's okay. Is everything okay?" His voice was filled with concern.

"Yeah, I just. I got a flat. I don't think I can change it on my own, considering I've never had to change a flat on a big car like this." I chuckled. "Can you come help? If not, I can just call dad and see if he's available." I offer, Harry instantly stopped me.

"No, I'll be right there. Where are you?" He asked, I could hear him shuffling through the phone, getting his stuff together.

"Target by the house." I shut the trunk one again.

"Okay just stay put, I'm getting in the car now. See you soon. Love you." After he hung up I got back in the car, eyeing the entrance of the store. I'll just grab some water while I wait. I grabbed my purse from the passenger seat and made my way to the entrance.

"Car trouble?" As if my day couldn't get any worse. I threw the hood over my head and kept walking, not even glancing in his direction. His hand instantly wrapped around my arm as he yanked me.

"Scott stop. You're hurting me." I instantly cried out in pain. He dragged me to the side of the building, out of sight from anyone that could possibly help me. I clung onto my phone tightly, trying to call Harry.

"Ask me if I care." He pushed me against the brick wall. I squeezed my eyes shut and looked away from him. He pressed his body against mine, making me shudder. "Thought you were smarter than this, if you really didn't want me to get to you, you wouldn't be out all by yourself." He whispered into my ear.

My eyes looked down to my side, Harry's contact still pulled up on the screen. I tapped the call button, hoping he would pick up and hear what was happening.

"Scott please.. I'm tired of this. Please just stop." I cried, not caring if he say my discomfort anymore. I wiggled out of his grip and tried to run. I turned the corner but was once agains stopped, he grabbed me by my shoulders and threw me against the wall.

My back slammed straight against the wall, a sharp pain shooting down my spine. I instantly fell to the ground, whimpers leaving my mouth.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please." I begged, I pushed my hands against the ground trying to get up. Scott's boot was instantly on my back, pushing me back down with great force.

"Stay. Down." He spat at me, I cried out in pain as he pushed into my back. "This is what's gonna happen sweetheart. You're gonna get up and you're not gonna run. You're gonna come with me and get into my car and then we are gonna go far far away from here." He grabbed a junk of my hair and yanked me up, I screamed in pain as he pulled me to my feet.

Words weren't forming at this point, just sheer screams and sobs. Pain took over my body as he lifted me from the ground. My arms wrapped around my stomach, scared of what he may do.

"Walk." He pushed me, but instead of taking a step forward I fell straight to the ground. And everything went black.

~~~

My head was pounding, my brain felt like it was about to explode. I was uncomfortable I couldn't feel anything but pain throughout my body, I knew something was wrong.

I opened my eyes, my head spinning as I tried to adjust to the light. A soft beeping played through the room, I groaned, squinting and rubbing my eyes slightly.

"Look who's awake." I turned my head to the side to see a nurse, chart in her hand. She gave me a warm smile. "I'll go call the doctor and your boyfriend." She nodded her head at me before scurrying out of the room.

I tried to adjust myself on the bed, but was instantly met with a pain in my back.

"Well fuck." I muttered to myself. The door opened and Harry and a male doctor walked in, Harry's hands instantly held mine as he bent down and kissed my forehead.

"You're awake.." He whispered.

"I feel like I got hit by a truck." I chuckled, but my smile dropped as I saw Harry didn't laugh or even smile at my remark. "What's wrong?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"I got to you as fast as I could.. I missed your call but you ended up leaving a voicemail.. I heard everything. When I got to you, Scott was about to pick you up off the ground, you were out cold. I.. kinda beat the shit out of him." He said, I looked down at his hands and sure enough, his knuckles were cut up and bruised. "The cops pulled up immediately, he's arrested and in jail, the voicemail was enough to lock him up for a bit but he will have to go to trial for prison time."

"I didn't get to you in time.." Harry said quietly, that's when I noticed the tear fall from his eyes.

"What does that mean? I'm here, I'm okay." I shushed him.

"Anastasia, you suffered severe blows to your spine.. There's severe bruising on your back. The trauma to your spinal cord and the pressure that he applied to you.. The baby was too young and too weak to withstand the trauma." No. No, this can't be happening.

"I'm sorry, Anastasia but the baby didn't make it." The doctor said, a blank expression on his face. A sob left Harry's mouth and I shook my head.

"You're lying." I whispered, this has to be some sick joke.

"Ana-" He tried to speak again.

"You're lying!" I shouted. Harry pulled me back as I tried to sit up and get out of the bed.

"Anastasia, he's not lying.." Harry whispered, his voice cracking as the tears poured down his eyes.