A/N: I started this last night, so it anything doesn't make sense… midnight does that to my writing. Anyways, I like it. And I hope you do to. But I think you will, since there is a hint of fluffiness to this chapter.

I said hint.

ENJOYYYY :D

Shawn smiled to herself as she stared up at the ceiling of Derek's living room. For the past couple months, they had been spending time with each other, making up for lost time. They were healing. She yawned and tried to stretch but she was constricted by an arm resting over her hip. She smiled again when she saw Derek sleeping next to her. Even though he looked like he was about to fall off the couch, there was a faint smile on his face and he looked peaceful. Shawn didn't have the heart to wake him. So she moved over on the couch and gently pulled him over.

He stirred a little and secured his arm around her before he fell back asleep. She readjusted the pillow under the side of her stomach and snuggled up into Derek's chest. In his arms she felt secure. She fit perfectly I the crook of his neck, and the comforting warmth of his embrace made her relax. There was no other place she would rather be.

She inhaled his scent and sighed softly –she loved the way he smelt– and kissed his neck. Surprisingly, he only stirred and relaxed again. She slid her arm through the gap between his waist and his arm and rested her arm on his back. After she got comfortable she started to think. She wondered how her life had made such a drastic turn. Less than 7 months ago, she was leaving that same apartment on the brink of tears because she had made a drunken mistake. And now she was melting into the embrace of the man she thought she would resent forever. But in an odd way, she was happy it happened. Because they were closer than had ever been. They were having a baby. A little girl.

Shawn smiled when she remembered the the day she and Derek found out she was pregnant with a little baby girl. Derek joked about having twins, and it secretly terrified her. She remembered watching the happiness wash over his face when he watched the monitor and the way he squeezed and kissed her hand. In that moment, she remembered coming to realization of being in love with him.

She hadn't told him yet out of fear. She didn't want to rush him into anything. And she definitely didn't want to make him feel like he had to stay with her. Not that he would be the one leaving. As of a month ago, she was living with him. And not as a roommate, but as a partner. The thought alone made her giddy. But there was also a feeling of uneasiness the unnerved her.

She thought back to what Sarah had told them. After 4 months of a so called pregnancy, Sarah had seemed to disappear. And Shawn liked it that way. She was finally getting the life she and Derek deserved and she'd be dammed if Sarah took that away from them. There was absolutely no way she would allow it. She was happy and Derek was finally at peace with the drastic change in his life.

Her parents? Not so much. Her mom still wasn't talking to her and her dad hadn't even tried to contact her. Derek's family was more than happy and she was sure they relieved that she and Derek had finally put there problems to rest.

The media however, wasn't portraying her in a good way. And no matter how many times Derek, Julianne, Mark, Sabrina, Melissa, or anyone in the gymnastics community defended her, Shawn was portrayed as a home wrecker. Iowa's golden girl was a now shunned. No one tried to understand what they were going through. She was branded, and passed off as something she wasn't. She and Derek couldn't walk down the street without someone sneering at her. There were multiple times where she had to talk Derek out of arguing with a pop–cultured "fan". They were so busy sticking their noses into something that didn't concern them, they had managed to take away some of her enthusiasm for her impending motherhood.

But Shawn also had her supporters that stuck with her through thick and thin. Friends from college and her following on twitter. They helped her deal with the overbearing haters by leaving encouraging messages for her on time line and someone had gone so far as pm her a bible verse every morning. Derek thought it was creepy but she thought it was sweet and thoughtful. Then he would remind her that he was sweet and thoughtful, and adding a wink for good measure.

She smiled against Derek's neck and looked up at him. After about another ten minutes of watching him sleep, she started rubbing circles on his back causing him to stir. "wakey wakey."

"five more minutes." Derek whined and buried his face in her blonde tresses. Shawn laughed and kissed his cheek, "it's half passed noon. We have to get up." Derek shook his head, "huh–uh."

"you promised me we would go pick out furniture for the nursery." Shawn traced her thumb over his jaw and pulled his face toward hers, connecting their lips in a quick kiss, "if we don't go today, we never will." Derek huffed and wiped an eyelash from her cheek, "can't we just stay home and watch movies?" He smiled hopefully and kissed the tip of her nose.

"We did that yesterday. That's why we're laying on this couch." she reminded him. Derek groaned defiantly and Shawn just rolled her eyes at him. "fine." he sat up and stood to his feet and helped her off the couch. "I still don't want to go today."

She smiled, "awww, that's cute. You thought you had a choice." Derek chuckled, "just go get dressed." he watched as she waddled to their room and shook his head when she disappeared around the corner. He made his way to the bathroom and jumped in the shower. He heard the door open and he stuck his head out from behind shower curtain only to see Shawn had just finished brushing her teeth and was rummaging through her make up bag, apparently looking for something.

She had her hair up in a neat bun and her face was bare minus a thin layer mascara and lip gloss she had delicately applied to her face. She wore a long dress with different shades of blue that faded together. She looked beautiful yet comfortable and she had a natural glow. "are you going to stare at me or are you going to get out of the shower?" she joked. Derek shook himself back to coherence and cut off the water, "can you pass my towel?" without a word, she did as he asked. She smiled at him before she walked out of the bathroom, leaving the door open. Derek stepped out of the shower and smiled, "she will be the death of me."

"I heard that…. "