A/N: Hey guys! It's been awhile! Like five weeks but who's counting (people with no life, like me, sigh). Sorry... I had some pretty serious writers block. And I've been busy with back to school. And volleyball. And swimming. And other stuff. Anywho... I went back and read over the other chapters and found TONS of typos, so I apologize! This is the last chapter in this story. I'm working on other fic projects as well. ON WITH THE STORY! (I ramble too much, ugh.)
Disclaimer: Haha look at that cow, it's a funny cow. Darrrr.(idk) I do not own Psych. Ok? Ok.
Juliet woke up uncomfortably, just has she had every other morning for the past month and a half. She was big all over, bigger than she'd thought she'd be. Being pregnant was more than she had bargained for. She loved it sometimes, but hated it others.
"Shawn?" She whispered. She lay next to him on their bed.
"Yeah?" He lifted his head. "Still no baby, huh?" She was over nine months pregnant and was desperately anticipating the baby's birth.
"I wish." She sighed. "Come out, little girl. We want to meet you." She rubbed circles over her belly.
The day before, they had an ultrasound appointment just to make sure everything was okay, and it was, they had their perfect, healthy baby girl. The doctor had even given them a list of things to try to induce labor. They had tried everything and were unsuccessful.
"Can I talk with her?" He asked, meeting her hand on her belly.
"I guess we can try anything at this point, sure." She lifted her shirt.
"Hey baby girl. Please come out. Me and momma want to meet you. We love you so much. Everything's ready, so come when you want. Just please don't make it too much longer."
With that, a puddle formed in the bed.
"Oh my- Shawn! I think she's taking you up on your offer." She said nervously. She screeched in pain a few seconds later, when the fist contraction hit.
"Holy crap! Okay, uhh... Do you have everything ready to go?"
"Yeah, I've been packed for weeks. My bag's in the closet."
"Okay. Meet me in the car."
Shawn frantically zipped through the house like a tornado, trying to get to the closet as quickly as he could. He found the bag, but figured she'd want her neck pillow, too. And a stuffed animal for the baby. And some water. He didn't come out to the car for over twenty minutes.
"What took you so long?"
"I thought you might need a few extra things." He held the many extras in his hands up.
"You really think I wouldn't remember to pack those?" She said, raising her eyebrows.
"I just wanted to be sure we were all ready. I'm really nervous. Pre-baby jitters, I guess."
"Nobody can ever be totally ready for a baby, Shawn, but we're doing pretty good. I couldn't ask more of you."
Shawn nodded as he got into the car, and shoved the bag into the backseat. A few minutes later a contraction hit, and she groaned in pain.
"Come on Jules, we're almost there," Shawn said encouragingly.
"Shut up and drive," she replied, but grabbed his hand anyway.
Shawn smirked a little at the gesture, but at a look from Juliet, he focused his eyes back on the road.
"Agggggghhhhh!" Jules screeched.
"Agggggghhhhh!" Shawn mocked.
"Not the time, Shawn."
"Then when is time? You don't appear to be busy."
"How 'bout when I'm NOT in LABOR."
"Works for me."
She elbowed him, and the steering wheel twisted left-ward.
"Jules, Jules. You're gonna make me run off the road. And I doubt you want that to happen while your in labor, preparing to give birth, to my child. Now do you?"
"Shut up, Shawn."
"Fine, Fine." Shawn stayed silent for a few seconds.
"Havin' my baby, what a wonderful way to tell me that you love meeeeee." He sang only a minute later.
"Shawn, stop it." She said rolling her eyes and elbowing him.
A few minutes later, the couple reached the hospital. As soon as they got through the doors, they were met with a make nurse and a wheelchair. He rolled Jules to the nearest room, 387. They hooked Jules up to machines and examined her. They also gave her a final ulstasound. Everything checked out perfectly fine.
~A Few Hours Later~
"Aggghggggggghhhhh" Juliet moaned.
"It's okay, just think, it'll all be worth it soon." Shawn said encouragingly.
"I know, I know but it hurts so- aghhh."
"Shhhhh." He rubbed her back and pecked her head.
A doctor barged into the room. "Can I have a look, Miss Juliet?" Shawn walked into the hall. Until a few minutes later, when the doctor poked her head out the door, "You can come in now."
"How's she doing?" He asked, scratching his head.
"Good. She's about 8 centimeters dilated, but we can't take her until she's at least 10. She had a late start, anyway. Her contractions weren't five minutes apart when you brought her in. But...what can you do?" The doctor answered.
"Aggggghhhhhh!" Juliet screeched.
"Breathe, sweetie." The doctor said.
"Ha Ha, Hee Hee." She lamaze-breathed.
Shawn mocked her, of course.
"Shawn, stop. Your more childish than our own CHILD will be."
"Ouch. That hurts." He fakely rubbed his shoulder.
"I'm just gonna go." The doctor said, her thumb pointing in the direction of the door. "I'll be back later to check on you."
~~Another few hours later~~
"Sweetie, would you like an epidural?" The doctor poked her head in the door.
"I'll be okay. I'll stay natural." Juliet replied, rubbing small circles over her belly.
"Are you sure? Last chance."
"I'm sure."
"Okay. Mrs. Spencer, it's time to deliver."
"Alright, I think we're ready." She beamed at Shawn.
"I'll send some nurses to take you to the delivery room."
"Great. Thank you." She waved as the doctor walked out.
"We finally get to meet our baby girl." Shawn wiped a real tear from his eye.
"I know. I'm so ready- oh, Oh, OH!"
"It's okay. It's okay." he kissed her head.
"We're ready for you, Mrs. Spencer." A few nurses were at her bedside.
"Okay. We're ready, too." She said as she squeezed Shawn's hand. He squeezed it tighter.
~~~After a few hours of long, intensive labor~~~
"Okay. We've got most of the head. Give me another good push and we'll go from there." The doctor said, calmly.
"Mmmmmmm." She pushed, trying not to scream.
"Another! We're almost there. You're doing amazing."
She grabbed Shawn by his button-down and screamed, "Get me the drugs! Get me the god damn drugs!"
"You can't get her the drugs, can you?" he asked.
The doctor shook her head."She's much too far along by now."
"Come on, Jules. One more push." He said encouragingly.
"Don't fucking encourage me, Shawn. Why don't you get pregnant and you see how fun it is? Better yet, why don't YOU push?"
"Juliet push, please." The doctor said.
"Agggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!" She concentrated.
"Excellent, excellent. Just one more and we'll have the shoulders and then we can just slide her right out." The doctor said.
Juliet breathed heavily, "Aaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggggghhhhhh!"
"She's here" Shawn said, grinning from ear to ear.
"Whew." Juliet wiped the sweat from her brow and laughed in delight. "She's here." She repeated.
The doctor held her up. "She's gorgeous, you two."
Then the doctor handed her off to a nurse.
"Wh- Where's she going?"
"Just to be cleaned up and measured. Any ideas on what you want to name her?" The doctor replied.
Juliet looked at Shawn, "I hadn't even thought of that." she said.
"Me either." he admitted. His phone buzzed. "My dad's here. And Gus is on his way."
Just then, Henry walked in the door. "So I'm a grandfather?" he asked. Shawn nodded.
"Wow." Henry said, simply. His and Shawn's relationship wasn't at its worst at the moment, but it also wasn't at its best.
"Would you like to um, uh hold her, Henry?" Juliet piped up.
"Why wouldn't I want to hold my own grandaughter?" he retorted with a small smile, quickly fading.
"I- I just thought. Maybe, I dunno... Oh, just hold her already."
"Okay." he said, as Juliet handed him the baby.
"Hi, baby. I'm Granpa Henry. We can do lots of fun things together. Work on your ideitic memory. Work on your lying skills."
"Dad. Dad, that's enough. You don't need to torture her like you tortured me!" He sobbed fakely.
"I'm sorry Shawn. I'll be a good grandfather, I promise."
He congratulated them, exchanged somewhat awkward hugs, and left.
Once, the couple was alone...
"So, what should we name her?" Jules asked, wiping spit up from the baby's mouth.
"I don't know. How 'bout Pineapple. I like Pineapple. Have I mentioned Pineapple?"
"What about Elizabeth?"
"Blehhhh." He stuck a finger down his throat.
"Bianca?"
"It's a pretty name, for sure. It just doesn't fit her."
"Those were my favorite. Maybe we could combine them? Ummm, Eliana?"
"Ooh. I like that one." His eyes lit up.
"What about her middle name?" Juliet asked, biting her lip.
"Grace. " He said, without even thinking for a second.
"Where'd you come up with that?"
"It was by the grace of God, that this perfect little angel with light brown hair and beautiful blue eyes was sent to us directly from Heaven."
"That could be the deepest thing you've ever said to me." She said, putting her hand on her heart.
"And the best news of all, was that there was free shipping."
Juliet took a long breath and exhaled, "And now you've ruined it."
"Jules?"He asked meekly. She raised her eyebrows, waiting for his answer. "Sorry to go all Catholic on you."
"Its okay, baby" She grinned and pecked his lips. Eliana began to cry. "Shhh. Shhh. It's okay Els. Mommy's here." Juliet snuggled her in attempt to soothe her cries. "She must be hungry." She murmered to Shawn.
As Juliet fed the baby, there was a quiet knock on the door. Gus looked through the narrow window.
"Gus's here" Shawn said, getting up from the bed. He led him into the hallway, upon answering the door.
"Sup bro!" Gus said, with an expression that screamed sunshine and rainbows.
"Don't... do...that, ever. Please." Shawn said as though someone had just farted.
"Sorry. So I'm an Uncle Burton?"
"Noooo, you're an Uncle Gus. Stupid." He smirked.
"Awww. My boy's grown up!" He said, giving him a pat on the back.
"Aren't I older than you?" Shawn asked withn a puzzled look. Gus shrugged.
"Anyways," Shawn continued. "Do you want to meet her?"
"Yeah. That's kinda why I came."
"Weeeellll, Jules is busy feeding her, but we could go down to the Food Court and get some ice cream, and she would be ready then."
"Okay."
~~~~While in the Food Court~~~~
"Shawn?" Gus asked timidly.
"Yeah, buddy?" He replied.
"I have to tell you something."
"I've established that. What is it?"
"It's um... It's nothing. Forget it."
"Tell me."
"No." Gus elbowed him.
"Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaasssssssseeeeeee." He begged, complete with puppy-dog eyes."
"In a few weeks, I'll tell you. I promise." By this point, the boys had left their table and began the moderate walk to the room.
"Okaay, okaay. You better." he said, almost coldly.
"So, what does she look like?" Gus asked.
"A Pineapple Smoothie. Also known as... perfection."
"Great. I'm just hoping that's not her name." Shawn shook his head. "Then what is it?" Gus asked curiously.
"You'll see in a sec." He grinned as they turned the last corner, which lead to the hallway the room was in.
Shawn knocked on the door, which was answered by a grinning Jules with the baby in her arms.
"Gus," Shawn started, "This is Eliana Grace Spencer. She was born at 3:27 a.m. She weighs 7 pounds and 13 ounces and she is 20 and 1/2 inches long."
"Aww." Gus melted. "She's just right for you guys, congrats."
"Thanks Gus." Jules said.
"I have something to give to you, but it's in my car, so I'll go grab it." The couple nodded in unison.
Gus returned with a large white box.
"So what's in it?" Shawn asked, waiting to get his hands on it.
"Open it." Gus said, handing the box to him.
Shawn pushed off the lid of the box and sifted through light pink tissue paper. His jaw droped. "Oh. My. Gosh. Thank you! Thank you!" He jumped up and down. He lifted up a light pink onesie the was embroidered with the words 'Daddy's Little Pineapple'. It had a and big pineapple and a little pineapple, with smiling faces.
"I had to put on special order." Gus interupted.
"Oh, thank you! I'll repay you." Shawn dug through his wallet and reached out a stack of cash to him.
"I can't take this!" Gus said humbly.
"You're generous and humble, what a catch!" He hugged him tightly around his neck, as Juliet gave him a death glare without him noticing.
Gus gasped for air. "You're... going to... paralyze...me."
"Sorry... about that." He let go quickly.
~~~~~A Few Minutes Later~~~~~
"Alright, buddy. I gotta take off." He said, after visiting with them for a solid hour.
"See ya." Shawn said, giving him a bro hug.
Gus closed the door softly as he exited.
"So what do we do now?" Shawn asked.
"I don't know. Everthing's perfect already." She said, gazing at the baby.
And it was. Completely and utterly... perfect. Wishing they could live in the moment forever, Shawn, Juliet, and Eliana noded off in the hospital bed, each enjoing the warmth of the one holding them.
~~~~~~The End~~~~~~
(For realsies)
Chapter End Notes: Oh you guise, I'm sorry! I have such a potty mouth! I was not going to curse in this story at all, but you gotta do what you gotta do, right? And sorry to leave you guys in suspense with the gus thing, i will probably touch on it . That was a loooooong one (and sorry if Gus and Henry were a little OOC, it was my first time writing them). So sorry it took me like a month to finally update, but my life has been a giant piece of shit (i'm so sorry, i've done it again) lately. Like seriously, i could write a whole chapter on whata mess my life is currently. But the good news is... wait for it.. there will be a sequel focusing on Eliana's life with Jules and Shawn! I'm still working on a title, but the first chapter should be up soon but before I get it up, I want something. Can this chapter get five reviews within the next two weeks or so? Please, with a pineapple on top? Annnnddddd I would like to make something clear. There are two people on this account. Psychlover(meeeeee) and Shuleslover (not meeeeee). I, Psychlover have written only this story (with some assistance from Shuleslover, but not a lot). And Shuleslover has written all of the other stories on this account (which I proofread btw). If you're totally confused go check out our profile for more info. And while you're there vote on our poll for which story is best. I want at least 3 votes before i post the new story. Ok? Ok. That'll be all. (I know, I know. I'm so demanding. But it's what I want.) KTHXBYE
