Hi-ya people! This is my first IPS FanFiction! First of all I am quite mad and sad. One reason and one reason only: The fifth season of In Plain Sight is sadly the last. I have no idea why but hopefully I will let you know. When I know. If I ever do. Anyway lets get on with the story. Rated T for language.
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Summary: Almost all of you saw the season finale. I know I did! What happens when Mary gois into Labor and everything goes wrong? Read and find out!
Chapter 1: Baby
Mary's POV
I am being loaded into the ambulance. Then everything goes black. I wake up in a hospital bed, which I am scowling at. Marshall is sitting next to my bed, slightly dozing. I tried to stretch but my stomach did not approve. Marshall sensed my movement and woke up. "Hey." I said quietly. He stared at me for a while and smiled. "Hey Mare. How are you feeling?" "Sore," I answered. "This hospital is already being a bitch. This IV!" he just laughed. "What's so funny?" I asked angrily. He just smiled. "You, Mare. You went into labor at 32 weeks, lost consciousness in the ambulance, and got an Emergency C-section. And you're complaining about the IV." He chuckled to himself. I thought for a while and it all came back to me. I never thought about why I am sitting in this bed. "The baby. Is it okay?" marshall just smiled eve wider. "Yes, Mary. SHE is fine." I was shocked. "it's a she?" he nodded and then asked, "What are you going to name her?" I thought for a brief moment. "I have actually been thinking about this for a while. If it was a boy, I was gonna name him after you, actually. I don't know why. Probably because he would be tough like both of us. It just seemed fit for him. On the other hand, if it was a girl, I AM going to name her Phoebe Alexis Shannon." I said and smiled. "Phoebe Alexis," he said quietly. "I think it fits. Do you want to see her? She was on a ventilator for her little lungs but she's off of it now and breathing perfectly. And you would've better named him Marshall." He finished and narrowed his eyes at me. I smiled a genuine smile only he rarely saw. He told me he would be right back with the nurse and Phoebe. 10 minutes later Marshall came in carrying a pink blanket. A nurse was behind him. "Meet Phoebe Alexis Shannon." He smiled and said to me. He handed her to me and told me I could have some alone time with her while he went and talked with Stan. But before he could leave I stopped him and asked, "How's things going with Abigail?" there was mixed emotions on his face. He answered, "she and I broke up. She knew you would always be first and she didn't want that. She actually made me choose between the both of you." I must have had a shocked expression on my face because he laughed and added, "But guess who I picked?" he teased. I smiled and he left the room. About a half an hour later Jinx and Brandi came in. "How are you doin?" Brandi asked me. I ignored the question and asked her, "How are you doing?" Mom just left the guessing that we wanted time alone. After she left Brandi answered, "Peter understood everything. I told him about how I thought I had changed but inside I was still who I was before. But he still wants to marry me." She said and slightly smiled. I told her that that was good and we talked for about an hour until she asked the question I hoped nobody would ask this soon. "So are you giving her up for adoption or not?" I just shook my head and shrugged. "I don't know," I answered. "I Haven't even thought about it yet. I don't even want to. I am contemplating on keeping her, but I would be off my job for 6 months. But if I do I would probably have to see that Piss ass shrink again." She burst out laughing, which was so un-Brandi like. I just let myself smile and enjoy the moment. Soon afterwards, she said she had to go. As soon as she left Marshall came back in. "How are you feeling?" he asked me once again. "The same. Tired. But I don't want to go to sleep. By the way what day is it?" I remember it being Tuesday when this happened. "Friday." He said quietly. I thought to myself, was I in a coma or just unconscious? "You were in a coma for almost 3 days." It was like he read my mind! "The doctors thought you wouldn't wake up. Your pulse rate was usually around 33. Sometimes it got as high at 170. And sometimes it was perfectly normal." I thought about this for a while. When, suddenly the monitor beside me started beeping and it felt like I was having a heart attack. And then, everything went black.
Yeah I think this is pretty terrible. It doesn't seem like much of a cliffie. I think I went way too fast on this and didn't add enough detail. If I get good reviews, I promise to update before Monday. Ugh. I hate Mondays. Probably Monday is the first day of school. And I promise to make the next one much longer! Review!
