After you lost the baby, you haven’t been the same. You haven’t found to put the peices back together, you have just been in mourning. You rarely ever get out of bed, despite Jared’s efforts to get you up and out. He even called your mom to come over because he was worried and he was scared. He was devastated, but he couldn’t break when you were like this. He had no time, he was on set for supernatural filming or we was running an errand and grocery shopping and tidying the house and doing the washing all by himself. And he didn’t complain once. He comes into the room, watching you as you soundly slept and he crawls in next to you, bringing you to his chest and he plants a soft kiss in your hair. Your dog ozzy jumping up into bed with the both of you and laying be your feet.