A\N Fist of all, thank you so, so much to huge thank-you to the wonderful Cythera .of .Naxen (usually with no spaces)for beta-reading this chapter for me. Without her this chapter would not be as good as it is. Second of all thank you to all of the people who have been reading and reviewing this story. I really hope you like this chapter.

Disclaimber: I do not own Flashpoint, CTV or CBS

Spoilers: None

Warnings: None

Painting and Cribs

"I don't know, maybe it shouldn't be pink." Jules tapped her finger on her upper lip, still debating on what colour her daughter's room should be.

"I like it." Spike chimed in, smiling as he looked at the light pink colour.

"Yeah," Sam nodded his head in agreement. "Just go and rest, I don't want you around the chemicals."

Jules still looked undecided, "You guys are going to mess up aren't you?"

"Hey!" Spike exclaimed, although he had a smile on his face.

"You don't know the first thing about this."

"I know that's pink." He pointed to the paint colour in the tray.

Jules rolled her eyes "I'm helping."

"No, you are leaving." Sam pointed to the door. "You shouldn't be exposed to this."

"Sam-"

"Jules, I love you guys too much."

"I'm here now and I feel fine."

"Jules," Sam shook his head, "Do you know how bad I'd feel, if something happened to you, or our daughter? I'd feel awful."

"I'm not arguing about this."

"Neither I'm I now go!"

"Fine but-"

"Jules-"

"Alright, I'm gone."

"So how far along is she?" Spike asked after Jules had left and shut the door.

"Twenty weeks."

"She's already huge!"

"Spike," Sam gave him a warning glare. "Have you not been listening to Wordy and Ed at all? You don't say that."

"Sorry."

A day and a half later, the nursery was painted and dry, all that was left was to move in and set up the furniture.

"I assemble and take apart bombs, and I can't put together a stupid crib. What's wrong with this world!" Spike let out a frustrated sigh as he threw the directions across the room.

"I'm not having much luck with the changing table either."

"You'd think they'd make this easy."

"I think I'm going to stick with bombs and robots." Spike decided.

"I think that's a good idea." Lew smiled.

"Need any help?' Wordy asked as he walked through the door followed by Jules.

"Wordy!" All three men turned around, a relieved look on their faces.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"A pleading yes. How do you put these things together?' Sam wanted to know.

"Well, the first thing you do is follow the directions." Wordy explained as he picked up the directions Spike had thrown away.

"They didn't make any sense." Spike complained.

"This might take longer then I thought." Wordy scratched his head, as he looked at the three men standing in front of him.

"Do you want my help, I can probably figure it out faster then all three of them can." Jules laughed.

"No, Jules!" Sam was the first one to respond.

"Well this time I'm staying to watch." She decided as she leaned against the now painted wall. "This will be quite amusing."

"I'm glad our misery is fun for you." Lew commented.

"Oh, so much fun." Jules smiled.

At seven o'clock that night, the nursery was finished and Spike, Lew and Wordy had all gone home, leaving only Sam and Jules inside the house.

"You know I have to say, I'm impressed." Jules smiled as she looked at the finished room. "It actually looks nice."

"I'm glad." Sam walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, pressing his face into her shoulder. "You hungry, or do you just want a bath and then go to bed."

"I think I should probably eat something."

"Alright, what do you feel like?" Sam asked gently taking her hand, leading her out of the room.

"A BLT and a glass of milk would be nice."

"That sounds good."

"Yeah, I know."

"You need anything else before I go downstairs?" Sam asked Jules at nine thirty after they had eaten dinner and she had a bath.

"Just one thing." Jules told him seeing the tiredness in his baby blue eyes.

"Anything." Sam leaned against the doorframe.

"I want you to sleep in here tonight, not on the couch."

"Jules you're not sleeping on the couch."

"No, sleep in here with me."

A small smile crept onto Sam's face.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Alright," Sam happily agreed climbing into the bed beside her.

"Thank you Sam, for everything; the room, staying with me, being so nice, you're exhausted and well thank you." Jules kissed him gently on the lips.

"Jules I love you and our daughter, I'll always be there for both of you. Now go to bed you need your sleep."

Jules nodded her head turning off the lamp on the bedside table.

TBC

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