Disclaimer: I only own Ava and Jackson.

A/N: I'M BAAAACKKKK. I hope you enjoy the sequel to Nine Months. I had fun writing the first story for you guys and I hope you like this one just a much. Review.

Ava smiled as Jackson walked to Roman, his baby laughter filling the room as he made his way to his father. She still couldn't believe that her little boy was turning a year old. It still amazed her every time she saw him walking, bringing tears to her eyes. Yes, she was happy that her son was happy, healthy, and growing, but she didn't want him to grow up so fast.

"Jackson, my boy!" Roman exclaimed, lifting his son into his arms. "Look at the birthday boy!" He gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You're getting big. Daddy can't believe it!"

Ava set down the scotch tape on the table and walked over to them on the other side of the living room. She giggled when Roman wrapped his free arm around her shoulder and pulled her to him. He placed a kiss on top of her head.

"Mmm, I've missed you guys so much." He said, looking down at Ava. "Did you need help with any of the decorating?"

"Nope." She shook her head. "Your Mom came by yesterday and helped me put them up. I was just adding a some final touches before the party later."

"You hear that, little guy?" Roman asked, widening his eyes and looking at Jackson. "There's a party for you later! Which means you need to nap now so you're not cranky later on. You know how pouty Uncle Seth gets when you're in a crappy mood."

Roman unwrapped his arm from around Ava and turned out of the living room and started towards Jackson's room, Roman's jabber sounding more distant the further away he got from the living room.

"Well, Ava, you're finally here." She whispered looking around the decorated living room. "You've survived your first year of motherhood."

She sat down on the couch and leaned her head against the back of it. Her eyes slipped shut as she tried to wrap her mind around all that had happened since Wrestlemania back in April. Things settled down after Roman's loss and his buildup as a top star continued. Ava made the decision to retire from in ring competition. Shortly after her decision to retire, she was offered a position as a trainer at the WWE Performance Center, which she happily took. If she couldn't further her wrestling career, she was going to help someone else with theirs. It seemed that everyone has fallen into their routine. Roman was home when he could be. Jackson spent a lot of time with Sika and Patricia while Ava was working. This was the way their life was for the last five months and now it seemed that was going to change.

"Hey, gorgeous." Roman sat down on the couch next to her.

Ava opened her eyes and glanced at Roman from the corner of her eye. A smile formed on her lips when she realized how happy he was going to be, how happy they were going to be.

"Hey, handsome." She replied. "Is Jackson asleep?"

"Took me a little bit, but he's down for the count." Roman smiled. "He'll be energetic for everyone later on."

Ava sat up and nodded. "He's going to be so happy later on."

Roman tilted his head to the side. "Is everything all right, babe?"

She glanced down at the ring on her finger. They had been engaged since the beginning of the year, putting off the date. They both wanted to get married, but neither were in a rush to make the walk down the aisle. Roman's career was going hot and heavy, not leaving much room for them to settle on a date. Because of Ava's recent insistence, they were in the process of looking for a house. As much as she loved where they were now, their apartment was going to be much too small for them eventually.

"Yeah." Ava smiled getting up and extending her hand to Roman. "Come with me. I want to show you something before the party starts."

Roman got up and took her hand, allowing Ava to lead him out of the living room. He couldn't help but smile when she brought him to their room. He closed the door behind them and pulled her to him, her back colliding with his chest. He tilted his head to the side and pressed his lips to the side of her neck.

"Mmm, someone missed me." He muttered between kisses.

A small moan elicited from her as she melted in his embrace. "Roman." She whimpered. "I, I need to give you something."

"Yeah?" He whispered.

She untangled herself from his grasp and turned around to face him. "Sit down on the bed."

"Is something wrong?"

"Just sit down and I'll be right with you."

Roman sat down and watched as she opened the top dresser drawer and pulled out a box. He caught the expression on her face in the mirror and blew out a nervous breath of air. She had been quiet since he got home.

"I have a little present for you." Ava finally turned around and approached the bed. She handed it to him and caught the confused expression on his face. "I know its rather unexpected."

Roman looked at the bracelet box in his hand. He toyed with the little blue ribbon wrapped around it before making eye contact with Ava again.

"Open it, silly." She laughed. "Its not going to bite you."

He pulled the ribbon off and dropped it on the bed next to him. He opened the lid and stared down at the stick inside with a little pink plus sign on it. A smile formed on his lips as he stupidly looked at the stick, not fully realizing what it was that he was looking at.

"What is this?" Roman asked, looking up at her.

Ava tilted her head to the side and shot him an amused expression, willing him to figure it out on his own.

"Ava, what..." His voice trailed off as he looked down at it again and slowly started to piece together what was going on. His heart started to pound faster. "Is this what I think it is?"

Ava nodded.

He dropped the box on the bed on quickly got up. He wrapped his arms around Ava's waist and closed the space between them. His lips came down to hers, capturing her in a kiss.

"This is so great!" He exclaimed. "You're pregnant! When? How?!"

Ava laughed at his excitement. How different his reaction was this time than it was when she had first told him she was pregnant with Jackson.

"I think we both know how. As for when, I think it was that night a few months ago with the uh, fudge and strawberries."

Roman remembered that night vividly. "Mmm, I remember that night." He said, tightening his hold on her. "How do you feel?"

"I'm feeling great today." She smiled, looking up at him. "You're home. Jackson is happy and healthy. We're a growing family. I feel like I'm floating on a cloud."

Roman leaned his head down and kissed her on the lips again. "That's how I always want you to feel."

"Baby's coming in April."

"We've got a lot to do between now and then." He whispered. "I'm going to find us the biggest house in Tampa. We're going to have the grandest wedding this family has ever seen with two of the most beautiful kids present."

"We'll have it all." Ava agreed. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

Silence fell between them for a moment. Each of them thinking how much their lives were going to change over the next few months.

"Have you told anyone yet?"

"Just you." She smiled. "We'll wait to tell everyone. I want today to be about Jackson."

"And it will be." Roman took Ava's hand and led her towards the bed. "Let's try get some rest before everyone starts showing up."

She stared up at the ceiling, unaware that the bright lights were burning her eyes. She was only focusing on the emptiness she was feeling. All she could do was replay what happened in her head over and over again and every time she wanted to to cry. Every time she blamed herself, even though she had known she did nothing wrong. Her doctor had reminded her of that. Sometimes these things happen with no explanation.

Tears flowed freely out of her eyes. Ava's eyes finally slipped shut, her head gently shaking from side to side, trying to fight back the reminder that her baby was gone. With no warning, she had started bleeding. She screamed for Patricia and the next thing she knew, she was being rushed to the hospital.

Roman. She wanted Roman to be here. To hold her, to tell her that everything would be all right. She needed the reassurance that they would try again, that like the doctor had told her, these things happen. But more than anything, she just wanted him beside her.

Her eyes opened again and she glanced at the doorway, hoping that he was rushing down the hallway, in a hurry to see her, to comfort her. But she knew that wouldn't happen. At least not tonight. He was in Toronto for a pay-per-view event. Which one it was, she couldn't remember right now, nor did it matter to her. Patricia had called him multiple times and left him multiple messages and he still hadn't answered any of those calls.

"Jackson is doing well." Patricia entered the room as she slid her phone in her purse. "Sika fed him and had just gotten him to sleep."

Ava only nodded.

"I know you've gone through a traumatic experience today. I can't even begin to process how you're feeling, but please don't let this break you down." Patricia sat in the chair next to the bed. She took Ava's hand in hers and gently squeezed it. "Take all the time you need to grieve, but please don't feel that you are alone. Everything will be fine in the end. Roman will be here soon and you guys will work through this together. The doctor said that you would still be able to have children, that you were still in good health."

She glanced at Patricia, wondering how she could be thinking of other children. It had only been mere hours since she had lost her baby. The doctor was only making a prediction when she had told her that. Tests still needed to be run to determine the chances of her becoming pregnant again, right? Or if she wanted to get pregnant again?

"Ava, sweetie, please talk to me." She pleaded. "You've been quiet since the doctor was in here last."

Talk? She wanted her to talk? Words seemed to be escaping her attention right now. Stringing the correct words into a sentence would be a difficult task to accomplish. Her son was safe and sound on the other side of the city. Her fiance was wrestling in a different country and here she was in the hospital trying to make sense of today's tragedy. Trying to comprehend that she came to the hospital for the wrong reason.

"What do you want me to say?" Ava finally asked. "I've lost a piece of myself. I feel hollow inside. I don't know how I'm going to function after this. I can't wrap my head around the fact that I'm going to be leaving this hospital without my baby."

"I know its hard, honey, but you have to stay strong for Jackson."

New tears flowed over dry tears that she hadn't bothered to wipe off her face. After the the millionth cry of the day, Ava gave up on trying to keep her face clean.

"Yeah, my little boy. I have to remind myself that I still have him and I always will." Ava nodded. "Why did this happen to us, Patricia? Everything was going well."

"I don't know, sweetie. All I know is that you have to try to be strong and that you have us right here with you, helping you get through this. You won't go this alone."

Her thoughts drifted back to Roman. Why hadn't they heard from him all day? She knew he was a busy guy, doing appearances and then doing match preparation at the arena before the show...but still, he should have found a moment to call back by now.

"Any word from Roman?" Ava asked, glancing at her for the first time since she entered the room. "Anything at all?"

Patricia pulled her phone out of her purse and checked it. No missed calls or text messages. Sighing, she put her phone away and shook her head, disappointment filling her face.

"I just wish he would call back already." Ava whispered, trying to hold her tears back. "I miss him so much and I just want him here to hold me and tell me that everything will be all right, that we'll be all right."

"He'll be here." Patricia replied, smoothing her hair back. "Close your eyes and try get some sleep. Roman will be here when you wake up."

Ava fought to hold back some tears as she slowly nodded her head with what little strength she felt she had. She mumbled something before closing her eyes and letting herself drift to sleep.

Patricia let her hand go and sat back, trying to hold back her anger and disappointment. She understood that Roman was working, providing for his family, but she was angry that he hadn't made the slightest effort to contact them all day. There had to have been at least one moment where he could have called. It hurt her to see Ava so upset and lost without Roman being there for her.

She reached into her purse again and pulled her phone out. She rose from the chair and stepped out into the hallway. With once glance, she checked to see if Ava was still asleep. Seeing that she was, she turned her attention to her phone and tried Roman one more time.

All the noise from earlier had died down when he left the arena. The ringing in his ears had gone away and he was hearing normally again. Exhaustion had neatly settled itself into his bones as he pushed the hotel room door open. Another successful day had ended and he could finally call Ava. His phone died earlier in the day and he had forgotten his charger at the hotel.

He left his suitcase in the corner of the room and then walked over to the bed and sat down. Roman leaned over to grab his charger and then plugged it into his phone. He impatiently waited for the phone to start up. The sooner he could call Ava, the better he would feel. They normally talked a couple of times a day and having gone this long without hearing her voice was driving him crazy.

His phone opened up to the main screen and his heart started to pound the moment he saw the amount of missed calls and voicemails from his parents. Something was wrong. Fumbling with his password for a moment, Roman finally got his phone unlocked and started listening to the frantic voicemails his parents had left him.

"Roman, we need you to come home right away. We had to rush Ava to the hospital. Call me when you get this. Talk to you soon. Love you."

The panic in his mom's voice made him even more anxious. He listened to the next message.

"Son, where are you? Your mother rushed Ava to the hospital. Something is wrong. Head on home right now."

Roman shut his eyes for a moment, taking deep breaths to calm himself down. He listened to one more message.

"Roman, call me back right away. We're at the hospital. Ava needs you."

Many more voicemails were left unopened. He got up and started getting his things together while he called Hunter. His phone kept ringing until it went to voicemail. He hung up and tried calling him again. It went to voicemail again. Finally, on the fourth try he got a hold of Hunter.

"I need to head home right now. Ava's in the hospital. Something is wrong with her and the baby." Roman spilled out without even saying hello. "I need to make it home. Shit. Something happened and I wasn't there for her."

"Slow down, Roman." Hunter responded. "What happened?"

"Ava is in the hospital. Something's wrong. I need to go home right away."

"We'll work something out for Raw tomorrow." Hunter said. "Get home. Keep me updated."

Roman muttered his thanks and ended the call. He made flight arrangements and then went to check out of the hotel. He couldn't wait until he got home.

He couldn't even begin to calculate how long it took him to get home. He went directly from the airport to the hospital. The anxiety that had seized him made him difficult to deal with. It took the hospital receptionist a moment to realize what he was asking. A couple of times she had told him she couldn't let him in. Finally, after nearly sending her to tears and explaining that his fiance was registered there, she let him through.

With all his rushing about, Roman nearly passed Ava's room. He quickly entered the room and stopped in his tracks when he saw that both his mom and Ava were asleep. He walked over to the bed and leaned down, gently kissing her on the lips. He straightened himself up and walked around the other side of the bed. He gently shook his mom awake.

"Mom, wake up." He gently shook her by the shoulder. "I'm here. Wake up."

Patricia's eyes fluttered open. She sat up and looked around to remember where she was. Only when she remembered, did she realize that Roman was there.

"Where have you been?" She whispered.

He jerked his head toward the hallway and then started out of the room.

"What happened?" He asked when she stepped out of the room. "Is she all right?"

Patricia glanced in the room, her heartbreaking. "No, she's not all right, Roman. She's been wanting you all day and you fell off the face of the earth. The poor girl is shattered into a million pieces and you were nowhere to be found."

"I'm sorry. My phone died and I didn't have my charger with me. I got my phone working again when I got to the hotel." He sighed. "What happened? Is the baby all right? Where's Jackson?"

"She miscarried." Patricia whispered, trying to hold back tears of her own. "She was over with Jackson. I was playing with him in the living room while she was in the kitchen making a sandwich. Out of nowhere she started screaming for me. The next thing I know we're in the emergency room."

"Miscarried." Roman repeated, hoping he heard wrong. Tears were pooling his eyes. "No. She was doing fine. The doctor said she was fine during our last appointment. No, that can't be right. Did she fall? Bump into something."

"No, nothing." Patricia responded. "It just happened. The doctor told us that sometimes miscarriages happen and that they can't be explained."

"What kind of a bullshit explanation is that?" Roman shouted.

Patricia smacked him on the arm. "Watch your mouth."

"I just can't believe it. This isn't right."

"Unfortunately, this is really happening. She's really going to need you right now. Just like you're going to need her." She sighed. "Go wash your face and try hold yourself together. She's cried so much already I don't want her to see you this way. Comfort each other."

Roman looked into the room at a sleeping Ava. "Thanks for everything, Mom. You can go home. I'll stay with her."

Patricia hugged Roman. "Call me if you need anything. We'll keep Jackson with us for a few days."

Patricia got her things together and was soon gone. Roman pushed the chair closer to the bed and then sat down. He took Ava's hand in his and watched her until he fell asleep himself.

What only felt like a short while later, Roman felt himself being awakened by Ava gently scratching the back of his hand. Her voice softly calling his name.

"I'm sorry." She choked out when they made eye contact.

Roman was quick to get up to his feet and lean over to place a gentle kiss on her lips. "No, no. I'm so sorry, baby. I'm sorry I wasn't here sooner. I'm sorry I wasn't here for you when you needed me most." He whispered against her lips while one of his hands smoothed her hair back. "I should have been here for you. I'm sorry you had to go through this alone."

"I needed you so much." Ava cried. "Where were you?"

"My phone died and I didn't have my charger at the arena. I got all the messages when I got back to the hotel and put my phone on the charger. I flew out as soon as I could. I got here early this morning and haven't left your side since. I'm so sorry."

"I lost the baby." She cried. "Our little baby is gone."

"Shh, don't cry." Roman tried to soothe her. "I'm here now. We're going to get through this together."

He kissed her again, hoping for the best.

A/N: Only chapter one and its already intense.