A/N: Ahh how refreshing! A new story. And it is (surprise surprise!) made up of oneshots! As you all have been informed by the summary, they are based on 1 Corinthians 13. For anyone who is actually interested, the excerpt I will use is:

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.

However, I am of the opinion that not all of these are necessarily possible in a relationship, so to get myself off the hook, these aren't all going to be about how this passage applies, but possibly how it doesn't.

So thank you for reading this far (if you have) and of course, for actually reading this story (as I'll assume you will, unless I've already scared you off).

Enjoy!

Love is patient.

"Are you almost done, Shawn?" Juliet questioned for what must have been the thousandth time.

"Yes! Just give me a few more minutes..." Shawn called out from the inner room of the Psych office. Juliet sighed. He had said that the last time she asked, about ten minutes ago.

When Juliet had arrived, she was immediately isolated to the outer portion of the office, and it was with a few harried excuses that Shawn disappeared through the door.

Juliet sighed again and resisted the urge to tap her foot on the floor, impatient as she was. Their first plans for a date had been canceled due to the rain that she could now hear pounding against the roof. Yet, when she told this to Shawn, he told her to come over to the Psych office anyway.

Just when Juliet was about to yell at Shawn yet again, he slid quietly through the doorway, making sure not to reveal anything of the room behind him.

He smiled. "Ready?" Without waiting for an answer, he grabbed Juliet's hands. "Close your eyes," he murmured, leading her deeper into the office.

When Juliet was finally permitted to open her eyes, what she saw took her breath away.

There was a table in the middle of the room, looking elegant with a white tablecloth, thin candles, and a rose.

She looked at Shawn in disbelief. "Did you...you did this?" Juliet asked with something akin to surprise.

Shawn only nodded and guided her to a chair.

Later, after the two had eaten and Juliet was standing in the doorway once again, Shawn spoke.

"Was it worth the wait, Jules?" He asked, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Juliet gave him a smile in return. "Yes, Shawn. Thank you."

And, with a soft kiss, she exited into the rain, still smiling.