Dreams Ch. 1

They were working another case, just like any other day. Shawn was about to work some 'psychic magic' and opened his mouth to make known the brilliant clue he had just found, when Juliet O'Hara, or Jules as they called her, his friend and cop co-worker, positively smashed her mouth against his. Shawn blinked in surprise, and suddenly they were no longer in the police station, but in Shawn's bedroom.
Jules shoved him down onto the bed quite forcefully, grinning seductively as she followed him. She began unbuttoning his shirt, kissing him with a passion once more.
"J-Jules!" Shawn spluttered as Jules ran a hand down his chest. He gasped, half from pleasure, half from shock at her unlikely behavior. "What are you-"
"Shh…" she murmured, kissing him again and… it only got worse from there, but Shawn was hardly going to protest.

When Shawn woke up from his R-rated dream, he could still taste the sweetness of Jules on his lips, and could still smell her shampoo. He clapped a hand over his eyes, groaning.
After he and Abigail had broken up, Shawn had started having very vivid dreams, all of them starring Jules. During the day he could hardly keep his mind off of her long enough to focus on anything. And working with her? It was nearly impossible.
Shawn sighed, rolling out of bed and stretching. He glanced at the digital clock on his bedside table, which read 11:30 a.m.
'Didn't Chief Vick say something about a meeting at ten?' Shawn thought absentmindedly as he dressed for the day. 'Hm. I guess I should head down to the station…'

As Shawn finally walked into the police station, after taking his sweet time eating breakfast, he was attacked by a blonde flurry.
"Shawn! What took you so long? The chief wanted us in her office over an hour and a half ago!" Jules brushed a hand through her hair, looking panicked. Shawn grinned. Jules was cute when she was freaked out.
"Ah, my dear Jules, I'm afraid I overslept." He said, looking mock-apologetic. Jules shook her head.
"Yeah, okay whatever." She said, a wisp of fair hair falling over her face. Shawn faintly registered that she was still talking, but he was too busy concentrating on not reaching over to tuck it behind her ear, maybe leaning in for a kiss…
"Shawn! Are you even listening to me?" Jules said, crossing her arms and tilting her head, annoyance clearly evident in her tone.
"What?" Shawn blinked, trying to clear his head. Jules sighed.
"I said, let's go in and see the Chief now."
"Oh, yeah, okay." He said inattentively. Jules gazed at him questioningly before turning and walking towards Chief Vick's office. Shawn followed her slowly, admiring the gentle sway of her hips, and the way her golden hair fell over her shoulders. He mentally slapped himself. 'This is Jules. Stop acting like a teenager again.' He chided himself as they entered the Chief's office.
"Ah, Mr. Spencer. Nice of you to finally show up."Chief said, putting down the papers she had been working on. Shawn began to make an excuse, but Chief Vick held up a hand to silence him. "I don't care why you weren't here, Spencer, just try to be here on time next time. Now," She said, folding her hands on her desk. "I have a job for the two of you."