A/N- I know I haven't written anything in months. My summer was super busy and now I'm back in school. Junior year is a TON of work. I know I still need to update Unexpected Complications, but after the AWESOME summer finale I needed to write this first. I know there are a lot of fics continuing this episode (not a shocker), but I hope mine is different :)

JSYK The italics are Shawn's dream.

I don't own Psych. It's sad, I know.

Shawn couldn't wait to get to his apartment and pass out in his bed. He had been driving around Santa Barbara for the past three hours. He couldn't stop thinking about what happened earlier that day. Juliet O'Hara had kissed him.

She had kissed him.

His lips still tingled every time he thought about it. Shawn had been with many women way before Juliet came into the picture. While with them, he had done way more than just kiss. None of that had ever affected him as much as those few seconds with Juliet. He knew that that one not-so-simple kiss had just inevitably changed their entire relationship.

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Five years ago, if somebody would have asked Shawn Spencer what he wanted for his future, he would have laughed at them. Shawn Spencer didn't plan for his future. He went where ever the wind took him. It could be one state away, or a whole country away. He didn't have roots, and that's how he liked it.

Now Shawn could picture his entire future in vivid detail. He could picture a house with a big yard where the golden retriever, named Pineapple (at Shawn's insistance), could run. There would be a trampoline and a swingset set up. A giant swimming pool would connect his yard with the yard next to him (obviously Gus had to live next door). His kids and Gus's kids would be best friends since they would grow up together.

This little fantasy seemed generic enough. He had never pictured his wife or children. He had always known they were there, but he never saw them. It had been gone on that way for a couple of years. For the last year or so though, Shawn's imagination had been oddly specific.

First he saw his little boy. He looked like him with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He knew he would be a handful. The next was a little girl. Her blue eyes shone with mischeif and her blonde curls bounced as she ran. She was beautiful, and she looked so familiar. This was his family for a few weeks. He didn't know who his wife was until he fell asleep one night.

He had dreamt of this family often, but that night his perfect family was finally completed.

Shawn tried to roll over in his sleep, but he found it surpisingly dificult. He popped one eye open in his sleepy haze and was shocked to find his face buried in a pile of blonde hair. He didn't remember going to bed with anyone the night before, but the same had happened on previous occasions. The mystery woman"s head was buried in the crook of his neck, and her leg was wedged between his. Her arms were wrapped possessively around him as she breathed deeply.

She seemed so peaceful Shawn hated to wake her, but he needed to know who she was. "Goodmorning," Shawn whispered. "Time to wake up."

The woman stirred just enough to peek her eyes open. She looked up at him, and Shawn's breath hitched at the realization of who he was in bed with. "Jules?" he questioned dumbly.

Juliet smirked at him. "Disappointed?" she asked.

"Not even a little bit," Shawn answered seriously. He was still in awe that Juliet was holding him like this, but he didn't want it to stop.

Juliet smiled and kissed his lips briefly. Shawn felt like he was about to melt. "Go back to sleep, Shawn. It's early, and it's Saturday. Both kids are still sleeping, which is a miracle. We should take this opportunity while we have it." Juliet curled back into Shawn's embrace. She kissed his neck before murmurring, "I love you."

Shawn"s heart fluttered as he felt her lips on his skin. He knew he had to be dreaming, so it didn't matter what he did or said. He was going to enjoy this fantasy for as long as he could. He kissed the top of her head and tightened his hold on her. "I love you, too, Jules." He felt her breath on his neck as her breathing evened out, and she succumbed to the pull of sleep. Shawn stroked her hair, but his rhythmic movements stalled when he saw something glinting on his finger. He pulled his hand closer to admire his wedding band. A strange calmness came over him when he ran his fingers over the matching one on Juliet's hand. He laced their fingers together before placing them between their bodies over Juliet's heart.

Juliet burrowed futher into Shawn's neck and mumbled something unintelligable.

Shawn could feel his eyelids drooping. He didn't want to fall asleep because he didn't know if he would ever get to experience these feelings again. He now realized this was the life he never knew he wanted. Shawn wanted a wife and kids with a pool and a dog in the backyard. He also knew he dodn't want to experience this life with anyone other than Juliet.

As realization hit, Shawn's eyes finally closed completely. "Love you," He whispered, already half asleep.

When Shawn woke up the next morning, he saw Abigail sleeping with her head on his chest. Part of him hoped that he would awaken with Juliet wrapped in his arms instead. He knew it wasn't possible, but his heart ached for the blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty from his dream. His mind was pulled from his dream world when Abigail stirred.

"G'morning," She mumbled. Abigail looked up at him through hooded eyes and gave him a lengthy kiss. She pulled away and smiled up at Shawn.

"Goodmorning," Shawn replied. He plastered on a fake smile trying to forget about a different pair of lips on his. He knew he had to forget about the dream. He figured it would be easy. Abigail was great, so he could easily forget the dream he had.

He hadn't counted on the fact that he would be having a similar dream every night for nearly a year.

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Shawn let out a sigh of relief when he entered the parking lot in front of his apartment building. All he had to do was climb a flight of stairs before he collapsing onto his bed. Shawn was tired of trying to analyze what happened at Declan's house. All he knew for sure was that kissing Juliet was the best 30 seconds of his life. He hated that she was going on the trip with Declan, but he really did want her to be happy. If Declan made Juliet happy, then he couldn't bring himself to do anything about it. He loved her too much to ruin the trip for her. The only problem was that Juliet had looked so miserable when he walked out the door, it took all his willpower to leave her like that. If he would've hesitated for an extra second, he knew he would have pulled her into his arms and kissed that expression right off of her face.

The upside of this, Shawn thought as he opened his apartment door, is I have two weeks to figure out what I want to say to Jules. Shawn jumped when he turned on a light and saw a figure hunched over on his couch. The figure jumped too, but gave Shawn a nervous smile.

"Hi, Shawn," it stated. "I was just in the neighborhood and thought I would stop by."

"Jules?" Shawn replied, dumbfounded. "I thought you'd be on your way to the Almafi Coast by now."

So much for two weeks to think, Shawn said to himself.

A/N- I really hoped you liked it :) Please review because I haven't written in forever. I think there is only one more chapter, so hopefully I can get it up soon. Thanks for reading.

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