A short, hurt/comfort oneshot based on the season six finale. For tjmack and all of my other fellow Shules shippers. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Not mine!
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"Shawn?"
Shawn Spencer looked up from the hat in his hand. His girlfriend, Juliet O'Hara, was watching him with a sad expression. He sniffed. "Yeah, Jules?"
She sat down beside him and slipped an arm around his shoulders. Then she gently drew him against herself and rested her head against his.
He froze for a moment, but he didn't pull away. Instead he leaned into her and wrapped an arm around her slender waist.
Juliet closed her eyes as she hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry, Shawn," she whispered into his hair.
He nodded numbly. Two days ago, his dad had been shot and killed, and since then he had been lost. Juliet had been there for him, providing support and a safe place for him to escape. She had been his rock, his guiding light and fierce protector through all of this. Without her, he would be completely lost, and he knew it.
After holding him for a few minutes, Juliet finally kissed his forehead and helped him stand. "Gus is waiting for us downstairs." She fixed his tie (he always hated ties, but this was for his dad), then slipped her hand into his.
Without thinking, he squeezed her hand fiercely. He didn't say a word, but somehow Juliet understood. She squeezed his hand in return.
"I won't let go."
Reassured, he let her lead him downstairs. Outside, the sun was shining brightly, and Shawn couldn't help leaning into Juliet.
Juliet ushered Shawn into the passenger's seat, then closed the door and looked upward.
"Don't worry, Henry. I'll take care of him. I promise."
The sun was warm on her face, and she smiled softly before getting into the car with Shawn.
She had a promise to keep, one that she would never break.
The End.
A/N: Aww. Juliet would take care of Shawn no matter what. I don't think they'll kill Henry, but who knows? Bwhahaha. Thanks for reading, and please review!