Hello Lovelys! It is the last chapter ever in this FanFic! I can't believe it's over! Thank you all so much for reading and putting up with my delays and any mistakes I could have made. You guys are so lovely and amazing! Thanks for reading it and thanks for all the amazing reviews! So sad it's over!

Qwertyuiop: Can't reply to your review, but just want to say that you're not ignored, I read your review and took your suggestion in mind but I personally don't like switching point of views within a single chapter, however you asked for Gus a couple chapters ago, and it is Gus you shall receive.

I have one last favour to ask of all of you. This FanFic ends, however I have 4 planned Psych FanFics and I have no idea which one to do next. If you look at my profile, I have each of my planned FanFics on there with a small summary on it, so please take some time to look at them and PM me which one you would like me to do next.

Side note: The event that happens in this chapter… I got most information from 'Friends' and 'Scrubs' and Yahoo Answers. Some might be inaccurate.

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5 Months Later

Burton Guster Point of View

Shawn started work again 5 months ago. It's been 8 months and 3 days since Shawn was kidnapped by the Hour Killer and, to be honest, the whole incident was never even brought up. I think everyone would prefer to just burn it from their memories.

Shawn was back to his old ways. He made jokes, 80's references and even messed with Lassiter a whole lot more. He flirted endlessly with Juliet, even though they were already pretty much set for life. He teased his father and cracked jokes at him all the time. He pressured me into cases I didn't want to do pretty much every week. Yeah… Shawn was back.

However, there was one thing Shawn never did get over and I'm afraid he never will get over it. There were times when he saw his reflection that there was only one thing he focused on. The scar from his eye to his chin. The stupid trademark sign of The Hour Killer. When he would focus on that damned scar, he would just freeze up, clench his hands into fists. It usually took someone to call out his name or place a hand on his shoulder to bring him back down to Earth, but once you did, he would crack a joke and get back to work. But he was getting better at it.

When Shawn first returned to work, the chief would only assign him robbery cases or risk of murder cases. She was always afraid that if she assigned him a murder case too soon after his little… incident… it would ultimately destroy him. So for a good three months, Psych was off murder cases. I didn't mind all that much. I had grown tired of having a gun constantly pointed at either me or Shawn.

Shawn, however, was growing restless. He kept pushing and pushing until finally, one month and 17 days ago, she gave him a murder case. He solved it in record time. That was when it was decided that Shawn was completely ready to go back to work, exactly as it was before.

Juliet was far too pregnant at that point to go back in the field, so she stayed on desk duty. If the chief had had her way, Juliet wouldn't have even had desk duty. She would have been at home preparing for the baby. But, clearly, the chief did not get her way. Not until two weeks ago. Shawn practically begged her to stay at home and take care of herself, to be safe (of course, if anybody asked, Shawn did not get down on his knees and almost cry. Because that didn't happen).

Many people asked why they weren't married yet. These people included Frank, Maryanne and Lloyd O'Hara as well as Henry and Madeline. They kept insisting that it was only natural for them to get married now. They lived together, they were going to have a baby together… it had to happen. Apparently, even Juliet one day just snapped and asked him about it. Two months ago, she demanded to know why he hadn't popped the question yet. Shawn just smiled at her and said the most sensible thing I had ever heard.

"I love you, Jules. I really do. I know you want to get married and believe me, I do too. I just want it to happen naturally, when the time is right. Not simply because you're pregnant and it seems like the 'right' thing to do. I want us to get married because we are deeply in love and want the whole world to know it, not because you're pregnant." At a speech like that, who could argue? Not Juliet. Not even her parents could. Even Mr. Spencer was slightly astounded at that.

Juliet was never alone anymore. She was due in two weeks, who would leave her alone? We were all afraid that soon the baby would just pop right out! Today, it was my turn to keep her company. She sat on her couch, hand on her giant stomach as the two of us watched the news. She was complaining of cramps earlier on in the day so she asked for a smoothie. Shawn was out getting smoothies for us. I think he really just wanted to be left alone. He had days like this sometimes. When his thoughts would just catch up with him and he'd need a moment alone to sort them out. So it was just me and Juliet, on the couch… alone.

"Come on!" I begged again.

"Gus, I told you already. I don't know-"

"That's such a lie! What kind of pregnant woman doesn't want to know the gender of their child?!"

"This pregnant woman!" Juliet practically screamed, pointing at herself.

"Alright, what about Shawn? The curiosity must be eating him alive."

"He was the one to suggest it, actually. He doesn't want to know what gender the baby is. And I figured that if I knew I wouldn't be able to help myself and eventually I would let it slip. So no one but the doctor knows the gender. Looks like you'll just have to wait two weeks. "

"Tsk!" I looked away and focused back on the screen. Juliet just laughed and did the same.

The front door opened then and Shawn walked in carrying three smoothies. He handed me the pineapple one and then looked at Juliet with a hint of… fear… in his eyes.

"They were fresh out of the passion fruit, mango and berries smoothie. So I got a mixed berries smoothie and a separate passion fruit, mango and pineapple smoothie. It was the only other one they-"

"Shawn, it's fine" Juliet said calmly. She picked up the mixed berries smoothie and took her first sip with a reassuring nod. She knew Shawn was having a bad day today. He didn't need to be yelled at too. Shawn smiled and placed the third smoothie on the counter in the kitchen.

"You didn't get one for yourself?" I asked. He just shook his head.

"Didn't really feel like having one…" Juliet and I exchanged an odd look. Not many people understood just how serious that was for Shawn.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" Juliet asked. Shawn hesitated for a moment.

"Yeah… yeah I'm fine…"

"Shawn…" I pushed a bit. So Shawn flopped down on the couch next to Juliet and started talking.

"I don't know. I just… I don't feel that great today."

"You want to call Doctor Lewis?" Juliet suggested. Shawn hadn't had a therapy session in over three months. He claimed he didn't need it. But sometimes, when he got really down, he'd just give him a call and they'd talk it out.

"Nono. It's not that bad. I'm just… I miss him…" then Shawn jumped to his feet, finally understanding why he was feeling down. "I think I'm going to visit Jacky and Nathan." Of course, we all knew what he meant.

"We can go with you, if you want" Juliet offered. I just nodded in agreement.

"No, it's fine" Shawn said and he started to head for the door. Then he turned back to face his very pregnant girlfriend. "Wait, are you going to be okay here?"

"Shawn, I'm not due for another two weeks. And besides, I'm not exactly alone. Just go. It's fine." Shawn nodded and reached for his motorcycle keys. "No, Shawn!" Juliet protested. Shawn looked up confused. "Don't take the damn bike. Take the car."

"You're beginning to sound like my dad" Shawn muttered but grabbed their car keys. Yeah. I know. It got weird. They shared a car now. "I'll be back soon!" Shawn called out as he left the house.

"When was the last time he visited them?" I asked.

"I think it's been more than a month. No wonder he misses them."

"He's been pretty busy. What with the cases and the baby coming." Juliet nodded in agreement and then it was back to watching the plain old boring news. We watched in silence for about twenty minutes before I decided to ask about the baby again. "So… for preparing for the baby, did you decorate the room pink or blue?"

"Gus-"

"Well, you must have decorated. You simply must have. I mean, it's you. No way you would leave it to last minute preparations. So is it pink or blue?"

"Neither. It's green."

"Green?"

"Like a field. Not like your neon 'Psych' sign."

"Okay, baby names. Are you thinking Jane or John?"

"Are you seriously using John Doe and Jane Doe as a way to classify whether or not my baby is a boy or a girl?"

"Just trying to speak your language."

"It's not a language, Gus. And in any case, I. Don't. Kno-" Juliet cut herself off by placing a hand on her stomach and taking in a deep breath, wincing in pain. She clenched her free hand into a fist.

"Juliet?" She continued to wince in pain, clearly holding back a shout or something for almost a minute before, finally, she returned to normal.

"I'm fine."

"Juliet, are you… you know…"

"No. I'm not due for another two weeks. And in any case, Shawn isn't here. I've already decided this baby isn't coming out until ShaAA-!" she clutched her stomach again. She then looked down. "Gus…" I don't like the tone of her voice.

"…Yeah?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

"I think my water just broke…"

"Nu-uh. This isn't happening-"

"GUUUUS!" she screamed out, hand on stomach again.

"What the hell?! Contractions shouldn't be this close together!"

"GET ME TO THE DAMN HOSPITAL, GUS!" Juliet yelled.

"Right!" I helped her to her feet and then as quickly as she would allow, I brought her to my car and strapped her in. I got into the driver's seat with a screaming Juliet just beside me. I started to reverse out of the drive way and floored it to arrive at the hospital.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" she asked me.

"Taking you to the hospital!" I responded.

"You didn't call Shawn! He's still at the cemetery! I'm not having this baby unless Shawn is by my side!"

"Juliet, I'm driving! I'll call him when we get there-"

"NO! I am having contractions and like you said, they are very close together which can only mean one thing! If you call Shawn at the hospital he might not get there in time. So call him now!"

"Juliet, calm down. Take deep breaths. Think of the baby-"

"I am thinking of the baby! I'm thinking of giving birth to this baby in your damn blueberry without my boyfriend here to hold my hand, and let me tell you something Gus, that is NOT on my to-do list!"

"Juliet-"

"I SAID CALL HIM NOW!" she shrieked in a high pitched almost inaudible sound. I had no choice at that point. So, I pulled out my phone and pushed the speed dial to Shawn's phone and put it on hands free. Shawn picked up after two rings.

'Hey man, what's up-'

"Code pineapple, I repeat, CODE PINEAPPLE!" I yelled into the phone.

'I'll meet you there!' and Shawn hung up.

We arrived at the hospital in just under seven minutes. I rushed Juliet to the receptionist. They took one look at her and didn't even need to ask what was wrong. They just got a wheelchair out, told her to sit down and they pushed her away. I turned to the receptionist.

"I need to be there with her. Do me a favour, would you? call these two numbers, and just say Code Pineapple" I said, handing her a slip of paper with Mr. Spencer and Lassiter's number on it.

"Or I could just say Juliet O'Hara is in labour" the receptionist said, not amused.

"Well, yeah, you could…" I muttered before running after Juliet. Juliet was now in a hospital night gown and was lying in one of the beds, legs spread apart with a doctor inspecting. Talk about invasion of privacy. She was starting to break a sweat, her contractions getting more and more violent.

"Yeah, I think you're ready to be a mommy" the Doctor said to Juliet with a smile.

"What?!"

"You're fully dilated now. That didn't take long at all. We should get you into a private room now. That baby is really eager to get out."

"Yeah, no kidding. He's two weeks early!"

"Come on, time to give birth" the doctor said and nurses were already starting to put Juliet back in her wheelchair. But she started struggling.

"What the hell are you talking about? What about my pain killers?! I'm not nearly as drugged as I'd hoped to be in this situation!"

"Unfortunately there is no time. If we did give you any drugs, they wouldn't take any effect until after the birth."

"Then you know what, this can wait!" Juliet yelled. "The baby waited 9 months, it can wait another half an hour for the painkillers to kick in and for my boyfriend to get here- AA!" at this point, the doctors successfully put Juliet in the wheel chair and was pushing her towards a private room as she screamed out in pain with another contraction. Where the hell was Shawn?!

"Keep breathing, Juliet! You're doing fine!"

"Shut up, Gus!" Juliet yelled in response. They finally brought her to her own private room and they were preparing for the birth of a new baby. At this point, Mr. Spencer and Lassiter had arrived. How the hell did they get here before Shawn!?

"O'Hara!" Lassiter called out.

"Lassie! How did you get here so fast?" I asked.

"Sirens" he said as if it were obvious. I looked at Mr. Spencer and he just shrugged. He was probably with Lassiter when this happened and just went along with it.

"Where's Shawn?!" Juliet demanded. The two new arrivals just stared at her.

"It's crowded in here, out, out!" the doctor ordered, pushing Lassiter and Mr. Spencer out.

"Give us updates!" Mr. Spencer yelled as he was forced to leave the room. I looked back at Juliet who was sweating and screaming, going through another contraction.

"You have to start pushing!" the doctor ordered.

"Not until Shawn gets here!" Juliet yelled.

"Juliet, listen to me" I said, bending over just a bit to be at eye level with her. "You can't just wait for Shawn to get here. It's not healthy for you or the baby. You have to start-"

"Easy for you to say, you're not pushing a three and a half kilo BABY out of you without any painkillers!" she shrieked.

"Shawn will be here soon! I promise!" I assured her. She stared at me with wild eyes. "I promise." I said again with more confidence. Then finally she agreed. I held out my hand and she grabbed it very tightly. And I mean… very tightly. And so she started to push, screaming and shrieking as she did until she threw her head back, panting and sobbing in pain, practically giving up.

"Come on, keep pushing" the Doctor said. Tears were streaming down her face.

"Shawn" she mouthed to me.

"He'll be here-"

"I'M HERE!" Shawn burst through the doors, running to his girlfriend's side. Her desperate state quickly turned furious at the sight of Shawn.

"You're late!" she shrieked at him.

"Sorry! There was traffic and I didn't have my bike, I couldn't just skip past it!" he offered Juliet his hand and she quickly moved from mine to his and squeezed it even tighter. It actually caused Shawn to gasp and clench his other hand into a fist. I stepped out of the way and let Shawn help in the way he knew how to.

"Come on, Jules-"

"SHUT UP, SHAWN!"

"You're not as drugged up as you hoped to be, are you?"

"I'M NOT DRUGGED UP AT ALL!"

"Miss O'Hara, give us one big push" the doctor urged.

"Come on, Jules."

"I hate you so much right now!" Juliet screamed at Shawn.

"I know, come on, one push" Shawn said.

"You left me alone!" Juliet screamed.

"Yes, I know, come on, Jules-"

"You're such a bastard!"

"Come on, Jules. Big push." And so, with an ear-splitting scream, Juliet started to push again.

At this point, I left the room. Mr. Spencer and Lassiter were in the chairs just outside the room. I just quickly joined them and we all sat in silence. Well, not really silence. You could hear Juliet screaming almost perfectly. Constantly yelling at Shawn. And throughout the whole time, Shawn just said calm words. No doubt always saying "yes, I know, come on, one more push". This lasted for at least 20 minutes. Then, we all heard a very loud shriek coming from the inside followed by sobbing. The three of us just exchanged an odd look. I mean, what did anyone expect from us? We're all dudes. We don't know what's going on.

There was a moment pause in the room before Juliet's screaming picked up again. And then very soon, her shrieking wasn't the only noise coming from that room. A second cry was heard and the three of us practically jumped to our feet at the sound of the new born baby. We all wanted to burst through those doors, meet the newest addition to the Spencer family. But we couldn't. we had to leave them with their new child for a little while. So, reluctantly, we all sat back down and twiddled our thumbs.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Shawn opened the doors to the hospital room with a smile on his face.

"You want to meet her?" he asked happily.

"Her?" Lassiter clarified.

"It's a girl?" I asked. Shawn smiled and nodded. We all followed him into the room to see Juliet holding and smiling at a little baby covered in a pink blanket. Juliet looked like hell. Her hair was a mess, she looked exhausted and so, so weak… and yet she still found the energy to hold her baby and stare at her lovingly as any mother would.

"That's…" Mr. Spencer was, for once, lost for words. Shawn looked up at his dad with a smile on his face.

"Yeah…" Shawn said, knowing what he was going for.

"That's my granddaughter…" Shawn smiled and nodded again. Juliet looked up at us. Then she made direct eye contact with Mr. Spencer. She looked as if she was too weak to even form words. Mr. Spencer approached her and she willingly handed over the baby to him. Mr. Spencer held the baby with so much care and he looked at her in a way that I hadn't seen him look at anything before. Not in a very long time, at least. "She's beautiful" he said. Juliet and Shawn nodded in unison.

Shawn walked up to Juliet and kissed her on the forehead. She looked so tired, as if she was about to fall asleep. Shawn's hand looked very red. Juliet must have been holding it very tightly for that to have happened. But yet they were kissing. Clearly, whatever thing Juliet might have said, Shawn didn't take personally. Which is good. I don't think she meant any of it.

Mr. Spencer handed the baby to me. I've never held a baby before and to be honest, I wasn't expecting her to be so light. The little girl was truly an amazing site. She was probably the perfect mix between the two. Shawn's hazel eyes, Juliet's stunning smile. I realised now that the baby isn't crying. She's just looking up at me with curious eyes. She definitely got that from Shawn. I kind of hope that she is a bit of a nightmare. Let Shawn have a taste of his own medicine. But, damn, this little baby is so cute, I don't think Shawn would be capable of punishing her if she ever did something wrong. Hopefully, she got Juliet's views on morals and ethics. Then she really would be a perfect child.

Lassiter was next. He held the baby a little awkwardly, which made Juliet, Shawn and Mr. Spencer jump and almost snatch the little baby. Lassiter didn't know what to do, so he gently passed the baby back over to Shawn. To my surprise, Shawn actually knew how to handle the baby. Very well, actually. Maybe he actually did pay attention in all those baby preparation classes.

We all crowded around Shawn. This baby wasn't even a full day old and she already had all of us under her control.

"She really is beautiful" Mr. Spencer said. Juliet smiled almost with pride and she looked over her daughter.

"She got a name yet?" Lassiter asked.

"Well… maybe…" Shawn said hesitantly.

"Yes, she does" Juliet said, finally finding strength to speak again.

"You don't have to, Jules" Shawn said.

"I want to. Plus it suits her." Shawn smiled at his girlfriend and then at his new daughter.

"Well, what is it?" Mr. Spencer asked.

"Jackie Maryanne Spencer" Shawn said with a smile.

The room went silent. Even now, so long after he died, we all know what that name means to Shawn. It meant a lot to both of them, I'm assuming. Both names must have meant a lot for them to name their daughter after them.

"That's a really nice name" Mr. Spencer said with a smile. Shawn nodded. He never could stop smiling at his daughter. And who could blame him?

"It's a wonderful name" Juliet said with a smile. Shawn passed the baby over to Juliet who held her lovingly. Juliet stared down at her baby, eyes just starting to fill with tears of happiness. She brushed them away quickly and then held her baby tightly.

"She will be wonderful" Shawn clarified. Juliet smiled at him.

"That's a given" Lassiter said. "She has the two best parents in the whole wide world."

The End