AN: Yes kiddies, it is the end. Thank you all for your reviews, and for adding this story to your favorite alerts and me to your author alerts. I can't believe I started this six months ago, but I am glad to bring it to a close. I hope you've all enjoyed it.
Three months later…
"Breathe, it's okay, breathe, just breathe Jules. Remember our classes? Hoo-hoo-hee! Hoo-hoo-hee! Follow my lead, Jules."
"It's okay, Jules. Just follow my breathing." Juliet tried to emulate Shawn's example, puffing her cheeks in exaggerated breaths, before groaning and clutching her abdomen.
"Keep breathing," Shawn reminded, bending down with her.
"Ooooooo-oh, shut up Shawn!" Juliet replied in a tight voice.
"Okay," Shawn agreed. "Hoo-hoo-hee! Hoo-hoo-hee!"
"Mrs. Spencer? You're ten centimeters dilated. Get ready to push."
Juliet nodded. "What about your dad?"
"What about him?" Shawn asked with a disbelieving note to his voice.
"He wanted to be here," Juliet managed between breaths.
"He's here in the lobby, Jules, with the kids. Any closer and he's liable to scare the baby back in. I know you don't want that."
Juliet shook her head, no definitely not. This baby was coming out now--no way was she going to go through another day of swollen ankles, sore back, frequent urination and uncomfortable rest while her husband snoozed blissfully beside her at night. Or at least he did until she kicked him.
"On the next contraction get ready to push," the doctor directed. Jules' panting intensified.
"I love you," she said, placing her palm against Shawn's face before fisting it into the hospital bed sheets. The other hand was firmly wrapped around her husband's.
"I'll keep that in mind while you're breaking my hand declaring that you'll never let me near you ever again," Shawn returned wryly and winced at the sudden pressure against his fingers. "And so it begins," he managed, before his wife cracked his fingers against one another.
"We never decided on a name," Juliet lamented when she finished with the first push.
"How about Xavier?"
Jules flashed him a dirty look before cracking his bones again with her second contraction.
"OoooOH-kay, not Xavier," Shawn agreed, wishing he could pull his fingers away from Juliet just long enough to shake some feeling back into them.
"Your dad suggested Anthony."
"Anthony?" Shawn repeated with no small amount of disdain.
"Didn't I—aaaaahhh!!—already mention my father was not to be trusted with naming the baby, Jules? OW!"
"OW?" Juliet repeated darkly.
"That hurts," Shawn defended.
"Excuse me?! I'm having a baby here! YOUR baby, you jackass!"
"And I appreciate that Jules, really." Shawn returned, placating.
"You are never—AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!—touching me again, Shawn. This is the last time. Remember it--aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggghhh--fondly."
"One more," the doctor informed them. "One big push. One more time. Then you'll have your baby."
"You hear that Jules? You're almost there."
"Oh god, are you kidding me. I was there four hours ago! Where were you people?"
"You can do it. Come on, big push."
"I hate you," Juliet replied but summoned the energy from somewhere. Judging by the life flow bleeding out of his fingers, he suspected it might be from him.
Moments later Juliet's efforts were rewarded with an ear piercing shriek, which elicited a fatigued laugh from Juliet and a smile from Shawn.
"It's a boy," the nurse announced unnecessarily as she showed the squirming bundle to Shawn. They tied off the umbilical cord, and Shawn cut it with shaky hands before returning to Juliet's side. Moments later the newest member of the Spencer clan was placed in his mother's arms.
"He's beautiful, Jules," Shawn said, placing a kiss on her forehead. "He looks like you."
"We still need a name."
"What about Joaquin? I like Joaquin. Or Jose?"
"No," Juliet replied wrinkling her nose. "He's not a Jose, are you?" she cooed, delicately tracing a soft cheek.
"Well, he's definitely not an Anthony," Shawn returned. "Or a Brian. Or a Brandon."
"You're right. He's not," Juliet agreed. "He's an...Austin."
"What? No Jules," but even as he said it his mind was already turning it over in his head. Austin Spencer.
"No, no, no, no. If we use a name my dad gave us we'll never hear the end of it, Jules."
"It's not like your dad has the monopoly on the name Austin, Shawn."
"You don't understand, Jules. I mean, first Jamie, and now this..."
But Juliet wasn't listening. She was uttering random names, sandwiched in between Austin and Spencer, trying to find that magical fit that would embody the tiny being cradled in her arms.
When the nurse came for Aus--the baby, Shawn mentally corrected, she was still chanting away, trying to find the perfect middle name. Shawn had already shot down Finn, Phinneas, and any other incarnation of that name, but already his mind was wrapping its way around another one.
"10 fingers, 10 toes, head full of black hair, and beautiful--looks just like Jules. All 21 inches and nine pounds two ounces of him," Shawn announced to the party that had gathered in the waiting room.
Henry erupted into a wide grin and stood up, Gus joining him as they clapped him loudly on the back.
"Congratulations, Spencer," Lassiter remarked gruffly, peeling Hannah off his leg to shake Shawn's hand.
"Did mommy have the baby?" Michael asked.
"Yup, mommy had the baby?"
"So what did you name it?" Gus asked.
"Austin Langley Spencer? What the hell kind of name is that, Spencer?"
"It's a family name," Shawn defended, avoiding said member's eyes. He could feel them boring into him, anyway. And that smirk--yeah, definitely could feel that. Was it possible to even hear a smirk? Did a smirk have a sort of--laugh? Like a snort?
"Who in your family was blessed with that moniker?" Gus asked.
Three heads looked at Henry.
"Well, what did you think the L stood for?"
"Langley?" Gus repeated.
"It was my mother's maiden name," Henry defended.
"It's perfect," Juliet announced, and all attention returned to the tiny wonder bundled in her arms.
Yes, Shawn thought looking around the room, it is.
So I can't resist being a little sappy. It's like a disease--don't catch it!
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