Hey guys, welcome to my fic
This is my first In Plain Sight fic and my first fic on this account, that I made especially for IPS. It is my version of what might happen after the season finale and my way of surviving until the new season.
I apologize for any mistakes and any OOC moments, I'm still learning how to write Mary and Marshall. And I also apologize for any medical mistakes and wrong terminology I am a psychology student not a med student and I have never been pregnant nor been in labor so all my info is from research and my mum and step mum's experiences.
Warning: this story contains spoilers for the season finale.
Disclaimer- I sadly don't own anything
Two Marshals and a Baby
"I don't need a ride, Mark's around here somewhere", Mary dismissed him, smiling tightly. Marshall considered her answer for a moment; he still had mixed feelings about Mark's reappearance in his partner's life. It wasn't just that he didn't trust Mark, there were also some other underlying feelings that Marshall suspected was jealousy, but he wasn't ready to assess those feelings so he accepted Mary's answer.
"Okay." He offered her a small smile as he turned and walked towards Abigail who was waiting for him. He heard a groan come from Mary as she hauled herself up from the stairs but wasn't alarmed. If it was anyone else he would have helped them up but he knew the gesture was likely to offend Mary. However the cry of pain that shortly followed caused him to whirl back around in concern.
Mary was bent over clutching her stomach, her face contorted in pain and fear.
"Marshall!" she gasped panicking.
Forgetting Abigail instantly, Marshall rushed towards Mary's side.
"Something's wrong I.. " , Mary broke off grimacing.
"Alright, just have a seat" He gently placed one hand on the small of her back and took her arm in the other, guiding her to sit back down.
"I think...think something's wrong!" Mary cried out again, hunching around her stomach, one hand still clutching it while the other gripped one of the stairs. Her knuckles were turning white as pain tore through her.
Marshall waved Abigail over, pulling his phone from his pocket and handing it to her, whilst he continued rubbing soothing circles on Mary's back.
"Its not time", Mary rocked back and forth, clenching her teeth together, as another wave of pain coursed through her abdomen.
"It's alright." Marshall tried to calm Mary; he could hear Abigail calling for an ambulance.
"Its not time. Its not time." Mary looked at Marshall as she chanted, shaking her head in disbelief. Marshall could see the absolute terror in her eyes.
"Mary.. Mary!" Mark called in concern. He crouched down next to her on the opposite side of Marshall. "What's happening baby, talk to me!" Mark got no answer. Mary just continued to breathe heavily and shallowly.
"Mary, look at me, women deliver at 32 weeks every day." Marshall told her trying to sound calm and reassuring, but his gut was churning in worry.
"Okay", she whimpered.
"You know that", Marshall continued to stroke her back and shoulder soothingly.
"Mary?" Jinx called concerned as she awkwardly ran in her high heels to join the group.
"Im not ready, I'm not ready."
"Okay, Mary." Stan rushed towards them as well to see what was happening.
"I'm not ready!" Mary sobbed. Mark stood up and began backing away from the group as he felt the gravity of the current situation sinking in. Meanwhile, Peter had joined the huddle of people.
"The ambulance is on it's way", Abigail informed them. Marshall nodded his acknowledgement.
"Owww", Mary cried out again, she found Marshalls hand and grabbed it with hers squeezing hard.
"What can I do?" Peter asked
"Sweetie, are you ok?" Jinx asked, hovering around in her usual annoying way.
"No I'm noaaaaahhhhhuugh" Mary's growl broke of into a scream. Marshall winced at the pressure she was applying to his hand. He knew the crowd surrounding Mary was probably beginning to piss her off.
"Everyone, please step back and give Mary some space", Marshall ordered firmly. Everyone obeyed him and took a few step backs, except for Jinx. Marshall saw her open her mouth to argue but a stern look sent her way made her reconsider her choice and she backed away too.
"I'm not ready.. I cant I don't I.." Mary's breathing was shallow and irregular. Marshall watched as she started gasping for air.
"Mary, look at me" Mary didn't seem to hear him, so he cupped her face in his hands, making her look at him. "Mary listen to me, you need to breathe, just breathe in.." Mary followed Marshall's demonstration and breathed deeply. "And out, and in again… and …out" Mary's breathing slowly became more regular. "That's it", Marshall encouraged her, resuming stroking her back.
"I'm not ready, Marshall", Mary managed to say as the pain momentarily eased.
"I know, but you don't have to make any decisions right now." Mary didn't have a chance to answer as her abdomen contracted in pain again.
"Oh god! Oww!", Mary cried.
"Mary, remember to breathe!" Marshall reminded her.
"I can't", Mary panted, her hand gripping at Marshalls jacket. Marshall swallowed back the lump in his throat at the sight of his usually strong partner; he wanted to offer her some comforting information, but for once didn't really have anything to say. He was confused and worried by her symptoms, it was clear that she was having contractions, but they definitely shouldn't be so close together at the beginning of labour.
"Mary I need you to tell me if you've had already been in pain earlier today!"
"Uh, I had some cramps earlier… but I thought they were just those fake contractions" , Mary answered breathlessly as another contraction gripped her abdomen.
"Braxton hiccs?" Mary was only able to nod as she tried to breathe through the pain. Marshall wrapped an arm around Mary's back and drew her into his side. She buried her face in his chest as Marshall rocked her back and forth.
"Is she alright, Marshall?" Jinx asked, once again hovering around Mary. Marshall had no answer so he just nodded, hoping to satisfy her.
"But something must be wrong, maybe there is something wrong with the baby." Jinx began to cry.
"What?", Mary exclaimed she looked from her mother to Marshall. "Oh god, something's wrong with the baby, oh god, oh god, oh god." Mary's breathing once again became irregular, the idea that something could be wrong with her baby was causing her to panic. Marshall had the urge to smack Jinx for her suggestion, he resisted and turned to his partner.
"Mary, you need to relax. I assure you there is nothing wrong with your baby, just breathe. You and your baby are both going to be fine, okay?", Marshall said, hoping he was right.
"The ambulance is here!" Mark reappeared, followed by two EMT's . He reclaimed his position on the other side of Mary, placing a hand on her side, but Mary swatted it away and leaned into Marshall instead.
"Finally!" Marshall exhaled in relief. "It's all going to be fine Mary, we 're going to take you to the hospital now."
"Where is the patient?" the female EMT asked as she approached the group of people.
"Here." Marshall stuck his hand up waving them over.
"What seems to be the problem, Ma'am?", the male EMT asked, crouching down beside Mary.
"I'm in fucking labour, asshole!" Mary snarled just as she experienced another contraction.
"Of course, Ma'am", the EMT apologized.
"How far along is she?", the female EMT required.
"Only 32 weeks, she has been experiencing strong contractions for fifteen minutes and they are roughly 2-3 minutes apart."
Between Marshall, Mark and the two EMT's, Mary was bundled into the ambulance, followed by Jinx, Stan and Peter.
"We can only take one of you", the EMT sighed, looking at the crowd of worried people.
"I'll go, I am her mother!" Jinx claimed dramatically.
"I am the baby's father, I should go!" Mark tried to push past Jinx and Marshall ready to climb into the ambulance.
"No! No, no, no! " Mary argued as the EMT encouraged her to lay down on the stretcher. "Where's Marshall, I want Marshall! Please! I need Marshall", Mary shamelessly begged, the thought of going through this without her best friend and partner by her side was terrifying.
"But Mary, I'm your mother", Jinx wailed. Marshall's heart swelled with pride upon hearing that Mary wantedand neededhim. Immediately, he jumped into the ambulance, reclaiming his place by Mary's side.
"I'm here Mary, I'm right here", he soothed, taking her hands in his.
"I'm scared Marshall." Mary looked at him her eyes, pleading for a comfort and reassurance only he could provide.
An EMT quickly closed the ambulance doors despite Mark's and Jinx's protests and the ambulance pulled away, sirens blazing, on its way towards the hospital.
The EMT's began to attend to Mary.
"What are you doing? Get your hands off of me!" Mary snapped as the female EMT tried to attend to her. Another contraction caused her to groan and grip Marshall's hand painfully tight.
"Mary, you have to let them help you, they can help." He softly stroked her sweaty cheek.
"Okay", Mary conceded, just wanting the pain to stop.
"Oh god what the hell is happening?" Mary looked embarrassed and worried at the flood of dampness she suddenly felt.
"That would be your water breaking", Marshall calmly informed as he held her gaze.
"Oh, that's just .." Mary began to complain but was cut off as the room began to spin.
"Mary, are you okay?"
"Marshall, I don't…feel...so good" Mary slurred. Marshall was horrified to see Mary's eyes role back and her eye lids flutter close as her head flopped onto the pillow and her hand went limp around Marshalls. The machine Mary had been connected to began beeping obnoxiously.
"Mary? Mary!" Marshall called desperately. "What happened?"
"Sir I need you to move", the EMT requested. Marshall shuffled to one side, giving the EMT's room to attend to his unconscious partner. He couldn't stop tears of fear rolling down his face.
"Mary come on, wake up please!" Marshall still held her hand. "I need you Mary, you're my best friend, you're my partner, you're...you're my everything", Marshall admitted, his voice shaky with emotion. He didn't have a chance to assess his admission, because the ambulance came to a stop and the doors were yanked open by awaiting medical staff.
Thank you so much for reading :D
Sorry it was so short but I felt I should end it there.
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