A/N~This was requested by HufflepuffJam, I hope you and everyone else likes it. I know Lainey was the name of yours and Jakes child in the Book 1 part~Reminders, but I couldn't think of anything else.

TW~Blood, miscarriage, breakdown and swearing.

Y/N'S POV

Me and Jake have been so happy this past month, as we found out that I was pregnant.

Obviously, I'm only 1 month pregnant, but I have a strong feeling that the baby is a boy, but Jake thinks it's a little girl.

Morning sickness is being a pain in my ass since it started. I always feel like I can never keep any food down, and it leaves me drained as hell.

This morning, I feel really nauseous, more nauseous than I normally do. Maybe it's because the baby is growing?

I get out of bed, leaving Jake to sleep some more, as I kneel in front of the toilet, before violently throwing up.

My morning sickness usually last for around five to ten minutes.

Not today though.

The nausea hasn't passed for twenty minutes now.

"Jake?" I call out, hoping he might hear my pleas for help.

I shout out a few more times in between vomiting, and then I finally hear his footsteps.

Jake's POV

I wake up, hearing Y/N calling my name. She must be having morning sickness again.

I'm always worried of her having morning sickness as she can never keep food down afterwards and she gets exhausted.

I flip the bed covers on, and on her side, there's a patch of blood.

I immediately get extremely worried, hoping it isn't the worst case scenario of a miscarriage.

We've been trying so hard for a baby. Y/N would blame herself and be destroyed. I would be so broken too, I just hope it's not a miscarriage.

I snap out of my trance of overthinking, still hearing Y/N call my name.

I walk to the bathroom and kneel behind Y/N, holding her hair back and rubbing her back slowly.

"Sorry for not coming in sooner love. How long has this going on for?" I ask, still really worried about the blood.

"Like twenty minutes," she replies, and that makes me more worried, as she continues vomiting.

I know I have to tell her about the blood, but I just don't want her to overthink, even though I know I need to tell her.

"Y/N...I really don't want you to worry, but there's blood on your side of the bed." I say and she looks at me, face pale in shock.

Y/N'S POV

"Y/N...I really don't want you to worry, but there's blood on your side of the bed." Jake says, continue to rub my back.

I turn to face him, terrified as I see the worried look on his face.

"W-what?" I say, my voice breaking as a tear falls. The nausea finally stopping.

"I know love. Maybe we should go to the doctors just to make sure. It might not be bad." He says wiping my tears with his thumbs.

He helps me up from the bathroom floor, seeing the blood from where I was just sitting, and I hug him, crying into his chest.

"Shh...I know. Let's get you cleaned up." He says, helping me into the shower.

"C-Can you stay?" I ask, my voice shaking with fear.

"Of course I can." He replies, helping me wash and whatnot, before turning the shower off and wrapping a towel around me.

"Y/N, I want you to know that if we have lost the baby, I still love you. I don't want you blaming yourself for any of this." I nod weakly, putting my underwear on, as I put a period pad on too, just incase of more blood.

"But, I can't help but think it's my fault." I say, putting sweatpants and Jake's hoodie on.

"We don't know yet. And whenever you're ready, we can try again." I nod again, my heart feeling heavy as Jake gets ready before leading me to his car.

He holds my hand the whole way there, and still keeps it in his hold as we sit in the waiting room.

"Y/N Y/L/N?" Me and Jake stand up walking into the examination room.

We take a seat, with the doctor in front of us.

"So, from your records I see that you're pregnant. Is this pregnancy related?" The doctor asks, and I nod.

"Okay, what seems to be the issue?" She speaks softly. I can't bring myself to speak, luckily Jake does.

"She had a really long 'episode' of morning sickness, it went on for around 25 minutes. There was also some blood on our bed and the bathroom floor." The doctor gives us a sympathetic look.

"Y/N, do you mind laying down on the bed for me. I need to do an ultrasound to check." I nod again, and Jake helps me lay down on the bed, still holding my hand.

The doctor puts the gel on my stomach, then moves the wand around.

The small dot, which is our baby is shown on the screen, but there's no heartbeat.

"I'm really sorry, but you have miscarried." She wipes the gel off and helps me sit up, as I breakdown.

She leaves the room, giving us some space, as Jake sits on the bed, hugging me tight, as he cries too.

"I-I'm so s-sorry," I cry, and Jake rubs my back, kissing my forehead.

"Don't apologise, it's not your fault. I love you so much Y/N, we're gonna be okay." He whispers, kissing me.

"I-I love you t-too." I reply, wiping his tears, as he wipes mine.

After about ten more minutes, the doctor returns again.

"How are you guys doing?" She asks, and Jake squeezes my hand.

"Just still trying to process it I guess." I say, and she nods understanding the struggle of a miscarriage.

"So, I have some leaflets and stuff on some therapies to help cope with miscarriages, and some information of what happens after. I'll also prescribe some medication. The medication will basically shrink the foetus as it needs to come out naturally. It sadly will cause cramping as it shrinks, so pain medications are needed too." She informs and me and Jake nod along, taking the prescription and leaflets.

"Thanks," we both say to the kind doctor. We're about to leave, but I stop.

"Did you know the cause and the gender?" The doctors give a sympathetic look our way.

"The baby seemed to have some development issues, it might of been missing some key parts in their body. It's quite common and there's no real cause for it. The gender of the baby was a girl too. Again, I'm sorry for your loss." We thank her leaving the room.

I feel a little less guilty knowing that I might of not caused the miscarriage.

"Jake, I-I think you should name her, since you guess the prediction right." He let's a tear fall and nods.

"Lainey Anastasia Webber?" He asks, "it's gorgeous Jake, she would've looked like a little angel."

He takes my hand again, and we drive to pick up the medication and some pain meds. We then head home, where we spend some time together cuddling before breaking the news to our friends and family, who are all sympathetic and supportive.

As I lay in Jake's arms, I know that it'll take a while for us to feel normal again, but we know that we won't shut each other out.