First off, I don't own Psych. Sigh.
Second, this is probably going to be one of the longer one-shots. It's set after Shawn and Juliet are married and... yeah.
Prompt: Introduction
Adrenaline coursing, Juliet waited a second. . . then tackled the perp from behind. Lassiter darted out from the other side and grabbed the perp's wrist, squeezing so tightly he released the gun.
Five feet in front of them, Shawn left out a huge breathe. "That was a close one," he said, squinting at them. "I almost thought you were gonna let him shoot me."
"You volunteered to be the bait," said Lassiter offhandedly, glossing over the fact that it was him who had volunteered Shawn. "And don't give me ideas," he added.
Juliet, knowing that her partner could more than handle the perp, stood up and went to give her husband a hug. She'd never admit it, but that time had felt a little too close for comfort. For once, Shawn wasn't exaggerating- two more seconds and there might have been a bullet hole through his chest.
Shawn looked down at her. "When are you going to start deskwork?" he asked. To most people, this would have seemed a casual question, but Juliet could hear Shawn's worry.
"Soon," she promised, "One more case."
Shawn half-chuckled, half-sighed. "You keep saying just one more. Soon, your belly will be so big we won't even be able to hug, and you'll be begging for one more case."
"No, I'm going to do it." She paused. "After one more case."
Shawn stepped back and grinned at her. Then he held his hands away from his stomach and pitched his voice high, to imitate a very pregnant Juliet. "Just one more case, Chief!" he squeaked. "Ooh, I think I'm going into labor! One more case!"
Juliet hit him in the arm, even though she was smiling. "Shut up, Shawn."
Lassiter, as he walked by with the handcuffed criminal, put in, "Yes, shut up, Spencer."
"Good luck getting back into my good graces!" Shawn called after him. "At this rate you'll never be a godfather!"
But once Lassiter had gotten into his car, Shawn turned back to his wife, looking a little more serious. "But really, Jules, please?"
She sighed. "Fine. Just let me have one more case."
"Fine." He smiled, wrapping his arms around her again. "But whether this kid is born in a hospital or at a crime scene, with us as parents, it's sure gonna get one hell of an introduction to the world."
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