Come on Shelagh. Just go in for what you need and get out. Shelagh knew she had a lot to get done today since it was her first day off in 6 days, but she loved going to target. She knew she would always end up roaming the whole store and end up telling herself she needed something that she really didn't need. All you need is detergent and fabric softener for your long day of laundry.

As she is walking through the store she looks down each isle out of habit. She notices Patrick talking to some woman but couldn't tell who by the angle the woman was standing, and Timothy standing awkwardly beside his dads cart. Shelagh stands to one side of the isle and pretends to be looking at some ketchup while she listens in on the conversation and watches from a distance. Shelagh what are you doing? You have no right to spy on him, and you don't even like ketchup. She notices as Patrick inches backwards that the woman inches toward Patrick. She could tell Patrick was uncomfortable by the way he was standing and stuttering with his words. She couldn't help but feel protective over him. Before she could come up with a reason as to why she felt like that she started walking towards them. When she reached them she grabbed his left arm wrapping it around her interlocking their fingers together and kissed him on the cheek.

"Oh hello Miss Porter," Shelagh said when she looked towards the woman. Her face was full of shock just like Shelagh imagined Patrick's would be. Once the woman processed what Shelagh just did she took quite a few steps back looking at their hands that where still locked together.

"Hello Miss Mannion," Miss Porter said shyly.

"Please call me Shelagh." She smiled at the other woman.

"Oh okay. Sorry I really should be going. Nice talking to you Dr. Turner," Miss Porter said as she dropped her head and walked quickly down the isle and out of site.

Shelagh looked at Patrick. He was looking at her but it was like he was frozen. He was still in shock over the whole incident. Shelagh waved her hand infront of his face trying to get him to blink or something.

"Is he alright?"

Shelagh had totally forgot about Tim standing there. "Oh umm I don't know. I think I just put him in shock," she said blushing as she went to look back at Patrick.

"Yeah you shocked us all," Tim said as he watched Shelagh try to hide her blush.

Patrick started coming out of his state of shock. He looked back up and noticed Miss Porter was gone. "What happened to Miss Porter?" Patrick said as he looked back down at Shelagh.

"Oh she got all awkward and left after Shelagh kissed you," Tim said nonchalantly. Shelagh's face turned crimson red as she looked down to avoid Patrick's eyes. After a few moments she looks back up at him. Their eyes meet and they gaze at each other for what seemed like forever but was actually hardly any time at all.

"So are you guys secretly a thing and have failed to tell me or what?" Tim said as he looked back and forth between his dad and Shelagh.

They both looked down at their hands that were still interlocked together. They let go of each other's hand and both stepped away. Patrick looked down shyly as he stuck his hands in his pockets. Shelagh blushed as she looked down at her feet and nervously wrung her hands together. "I'm sorry Dr. Turner," she said embarrassed. "I was walking by when I noticed that you were being hit on and obviously was not liking it so I thought I would save you before things got too out of hand." She looked back up at him. He was looking at her again, but it was different this time. It was the look he always gave her when he thought she wasn't looking. She felt her stomach fill with butterflies every time he looked at her like that.

Patrick put his hand on her arm reassuringly and smiled, "Call me Patrick. And it's okay. I appreciate the saving."

Tim stood there with his arms crossed, huffed and said, "Well that's disappointing."