Title: Baby Blues

Author: Typhoid-love

Rating: K+, because this is meant to be cute.

Summary: Shannon has been avoiding Sayid and he has no idea why. He's in for a big surprise.

Disclaimer: If I owned Lost I would not be writing fanfiction about it... I would be making Shannon still alive! (Pfft, damn writers)

Authors Note: And here it finally is, my friends. It's the epilogue, it's the ending that you've all been waiting for. I really hope that you all love it. Now I would like to thank all the people who reviewed and have followed this short story until it's end. It makes me very happy that you all enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. I will have more Shayid stories in the future so keep an eye out for them okay.

It's been three years. It's been three whole years since the survivors were rescued from the island. Things had of course changed after that; it was inevitable. However, they all tried to stay in touch with each other.

Currently, the former Iraqi communications officer was unlocking the door to his home. Once the door was open and he walked into the house he was attacked at the legs.

"Daddy!" A small voice screeched in happiness, her grip tightening on her father's legs.

Sayid smiled down at his daughter. "Bailey, why are you awake?" He asked picking her up and holding her small form in his big arms.

"She couldn't wait until daddy got home." Shannon suddenly stated walking out of the kitchen.

Sayid smiled at the sight of his wife. Shannon's hair was now long and passed her shoulders. She wore her trademark shorts which showed off her long perfect legs. Her protruding belly stretched out a black tank top with baby number two.

"Is this true?" Sayid asked looking back at his daughter who grinned sheepishly.

"Yes… I couldn't wait to hear how Uncle Jack and Aunt Kate were doing." Bailey said innocently.

Sayid smiled and kissed Bailey's forehead. His love for his daughter was unbreakable. "They were doing well. Aunt Kate is very tired though."

"Most women are when their nine months pregnant." Shannon joined in before sitting down on the couch with a light grunt.

"You will be soon too." Sayid said almost teasingly.

Shannon rolled her eyes. "Don't remind me." She stated putting a hand to her belly.

Bailey, who was completely clueless about what was going on, turned back to her father. "Daddy, can I go play with my toys?" She asked in that oh-so-innocent voice of hers.

"No, you must go to bed now." Sayid told her firmly. "It is ten o'clock; you should have been in bed already."

"But, daddy…" The little girl trailed off with a pout.

"Bailey, listen to your father." Shannon scolded her daughter from the couch.

"Fine." Bailey said continuing to pout.

Sayid chuckled lightly and put Bailey on back down on the ground. "It is time for bed, Bailey. You can play tomorrow." He said leaning down and kissing her head. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, daddy." Bailey said submissively then she rushed over to her mom. "Goodnight, mommy." She said giving Shannon a kiss on the cheek.

"Goodnight, baby, sweet dreams." Shannon said with a smile.

With that, Bailey rushed to her room ready to do as her parents told her to and go to bed. Sayid sat down next to Shannon on the couch and put his arm around his shoulders. She leaned into him and snuggled against him.

"I wish I could have gone with you today." Shannon whispered to him.

"You were sick this morning, Shannon, I was not going to risk you leaving the house when you were not well." Sayid stated against her hair.

"I was feeling better. I wanted to see Kate and Jack too." She whined causing Sayid to laugh lightly.

"Bailey definitely takes after you when it comes to whining." He said which earned him a light slap on the arm from Shannon.

"Hey, I'm pregnant. I'm allowed to whine if I want to." She stated with a huff.

Sayid's smile never faltered and he put his hand atop her big belly. "And how is our son doing?"

"Fine and how would you know that it's a boy?" Shannon asked curiously with a raised eyebrow.

Sayid's smile suddenly turned into a grin. "Fatherly instincts." He stated almost smugly.

"Hey! You're stealing my lines." She said with a huff crossing her arms over her chest.

"And so what if I am?" He asked amused and with a raised eyebrow.

"So what if you are? You should come up with your own lines, mister. Be original!" She told him in a mock demanding tone causing him to laugh.

"I will try to." He told her putting his hand on her belly. He always did this; he always tried to get a closer connection with his child by touching Shannon's belly. He did the same thing when she was pregnant with Bailey.

"You know… I could have gone. The baby and me would have been fine. We're not stuck on a stranded island anymore." Shannon said watching his every move.

"I am still allowed to worry." Sayid countered moving his hand from her belly and running his fingers through her long blonde locks.

"Yeah, but not as much." She countered right back.

"I am a soon to be father, I can worry as much as I want." He said trying to hide his smile but failing miserably.

"Stop stealing my lines!" She demanded poking his chest.

Sayid laughed lightly then leaned over and kissed her on the lips. She immediately responded, putting her hands either side of his cheeks and kissing him back. It was a long and passionate kiss, neither one of them wanted it to end. Unfortunately…

"Eww!" Bailey said at the entrance of the living room, only leaving her bedroom to come get a glass of milk and then she had to see her parents making out on the couch.

Sayid and Shannon pulled away from each other quickly then looked over their shoulders and spoke at the same time.

"Bailey, go to bed!"

Fin