Shawn sat on the couch of his Fluff N' Fold apartment. He pondered the events of that day when he entered the station.
He had walked in and went straight to Juliet O'Hara, a junior detective's, desk.
"Hey, Jules! Any cases for me?" He had asked. She sighed.
"Shawn, I can't help you right now." She said, though she was obviously free.
"C'mon son. Can't you get one for me? Even a little baby case would be okay." He begged. All of a sudden, she stood up and stormed off into to case file room. Shawn followed her. She turned around and sighed.
"Go. Away." She growled. Shawn held up his hands in defeat and backed away. She continued walking. It was weird. He was pretty sure he saw her wipe a tear from her eye.
Shawn tried to remember any details that could've triggered her anger. He couldn't remember anything. He always managed to forget things when he was around Juliet. She was perfect to him. He contemplated whether or not to call her.
As he reached for his phone, he heard a knock on the door. He stood up and looked through the peephole. Just standing next to the door made him shiver. It was 43° F that night. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat as the face outside became clear to him. It was Juliet. He was even more surprised when he saw that her face was covered in tears. He quickly opened the door.
"Jules are you-" Before he could finish, she fell into his arms and cried.
"J-Jules? What's wrong?" He could feel her body trembling. He closed the door and helped her over to the living room.
"I didn't know who else to go to." She mumbled into his shirt.
"What do you mean?" He asked confused.
"I wanted to talk to Carlton, but I just... couldn't." She clarified. Shawn nodded and began rubbing her back.
"What is it?" He whispered to her. She began crying louder. He hushed her.
"I-I'll tell you, but please just let me talk and don't make any remarks or comments until the end." She told him and pulled her head away from his shirt. He nodded.
"Okay, I-I don't exactly know how to say this, but I went to a routine doctor's appointment and they told me that I needed to get a mammogram." She began. Shawn's eyes widened.
"Woah there," He joked. Juliet moaned.
"SHAWN!" She yelled through her gritted teeth. Shawn smiled.
"I was doing... that... and they found something." She explained. Shawn sucked in his breath.
"W-what is it?" He asked terribly worried. She fell into his shirt again. He stroked her hair and could feel tears in his eyes.
"It's... cancer." She cried. Shawn felt his heart drop. Juliet's knees gave out and she wrapped her arms around Shawn. He sat on the couch with her and let her cry.
"Let's go get you cleaned up." Shawn said after she let out all of her tears. She nodded and wiped her mascara stained face. He helped her up and slowly walked her over to the bathroom. Shawn got a few tissues and wet them in the sink. He dabbed them on her face and rubbed the mascara off her face. He gave her a different tissue to blow her nose. She half-smiled and Shawn squeezed her shoulder.
"Thank you for this." Juliet thanked awkwardly.
"No problem. Do you want to go home?" Shawn questioned. She sighed.
"Actually, I really don't feel like... being alone tonight. C-could I stay... here?" She looked into his eyes hopingly.
"Of course. I'll get some blankets." He assured her. She nodded and followed him trying not to break down again. She couldn't believe that she had cancer. She always thought it was a disease for people who were weak and now she had it. Thinking about it made her eyes fill with tears. Her lip shook and her knees became wobbly. She tried to keep walking, but found it to be much harder. She leaned against the wall and slid down until she was sitting. Shawn looked back and a worried look came to his face. She smiled.
"I'm fine. I'm just tired." She told him. He helped her up and walked her to the couch.
"Pull that lever and it turns into a bed." Shawn told her and patted her shoulder. He went to go get blankets. She pulled the lever and fell back onto the couch-bed. She closed her eyes and sighed. Shawn came back and threw a few blankets on her face. She squealed, not expecting it. She quickly threw them off her face and saw Shawn trying not to laugh.
"Shawn, don't do that! You really scared me!" She threw one back, but missed. "I'm sorry." He sat down and smiled.
"I'm gonna go to sleep." She flipped over on her side and pulled a blanket up to her shoulders.
"Okay, goodnight. Sleep well." He whispered and rubbed her back one last time before getting up and turning off the light.
"Uh, Shawn?" She called out.
"Yeah?" He asked.
"Thanks, again. I really appreciate it." She thanked him. He smiled.
"It's nothing." He said and left the room.
The next morning, Shawn awoke early to Juliet inches away from his face. He sat up and looked around.
"What's wrong?" He yawned.
"Is there any edible food here?" She asked, giggling a bit.
"Oh, sorry. I haven't been shopping in a few days. Gimme a minute and we'll go shopping." He rubbed his eyes. She nodded and left. Shawn got out of bed and threw on a shirt and pants. He looked in a mirror that came built into his room and fixed his hair just enough to look like he hadn't just woke up. He opened the door and found Juliet on the couch fiddling with her fingers. Shawn smiled.
"You ready?" He asked, startling her. She spun her head around. Her face was red, like she had tried not to cry, but failed. Shawn pretended not to notice.
"Uh, yeah." She stood up and walked over to Shawn.
"Wanna take my motorcycle?" He asked, trying his hardest to make her smile. He placed a hand on her back and led her to the parking lot. She shrugged.
"Only if you're careful. I don't feel like dying today." She laughed. He nodded.
"I'll only go fifteen over the speed limit. Just because you're here." He joked. She smiled. He got on his motorcycle, scooted forward, and patted the space behind him.
"In that bag, are two helmets. Mine is the one with the pineapple. You can have the other one. It should fit." She opened the pouch and found a metallic black helmet with a small pineapple sticker on it. She handed it to him. She got out the other one, which was a metallic red color. She put it on her head.
"Hold on tight. It might be a little rough in the beginning." He warned her. She placed her arms around his waist and held on. He kicked up his kick-stand and started it up. Juliet cringed.
"You know, we can just take my car." She offered worriedly. Shawn shook his head and began backing out. She intertwined her fingers and placed her head on his back. She let out a moan, trying not to think of how fast the motorcycle could go. The motorcycle growled and began speeding down the street. Juliet squeezed Shawn's waist.
"Shawn, can we please take my car?" She choked out. Shawn slowed down a little. "Calm down, Jules. I've been driving motorcycles since forever." He assured her. Shawn could feel her hands shake. The store was pretty close. Shawn decided to have a little fun. He sped up, and then slowed down, causing the bike to jolt forward. Juliet screamed. He laughed uncontrollably and she hit his arm.
"Don't do that!" She yelled, laughing and held on tighter.
"I'm not gonna crash. Look we're here!" He turned into the store parking lot and parked in a parking spot. He pushed down the kick-stand and made Juliet loosen her grip. She opened her eyes and lifted her head. Shawn stepped off and lifted Juliet up and onto the ground. She looked around and took off her helmet.
"I am not riding that thing back." She breathed heavily, like she had just run a mile. He laughed.
"So, you're gonna walk?" He joked and placed their helmets in the saddle bag.
Inside, Shawn went down the aisle containing all cereals and snacks. He grabbed a few cereals and crackers. Juliet stared off into space, thinking about how Shawn was just so excepting of her staying with him. Maybe it meant something more. Or maybe it was because you were crying your eyes out like a baby. She thought. Shawn looked at her.
"You okay?" He asked noticing the blank stare on her face. Her eyes came to life.
"Yeah, yeah. Just, uh, thinking." She explained and pushed some hair behind her ear, awkwardly.
"Anything you need to talk about?" Shawn placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed it reassuringly. It sent a rush through Juliet. She shook her head and sighed. Shawn placed his arm around her and walked her through the aisles.
About an hour later, they walked out of the store, silently. Shawn placed the bags of groceries in the saddle bag and got out the helmets. Shawn put a helmet on and handed Juliet one. She cringed. She reluctantly took it and put in over her head. Shawn sat on the frigid seat of the motorcycle and scooted forward. Juliet got on, too, and wrapped her arms around his waist. She looked down and rested her head on his back.
"C'mon, Jules! Just look up!" He urged her. She shook her head.
"I'm good. The views good from here." She said plainly.
"What view? My ass?" He laughed. She looked up just as he began to start riding.
"I wasn't looking at your ass. My eyes were closed." She explained.
"Only because you can't handle this!" He laughed as Juliet placed her chin on his shoulder. Something felt right about this. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the vast road. It was actually a beautiful sight.
"Wow, it's… it's beautiful!" She exclaimed.
"Told ya' so!" He said showing his child-like personality. She laughed a bit and closed her eyes again. Her mind filled with thoughts. Thoughts of her cancer. Thoughts of how it would affect her job. Thoughts of losing her job. So many thoughts that she didn't even see the speeding car coming their way.
Hey guys! This is a story that kinda just came to me! I hope you like it! Please read and leave reviews! It means a lot! (For those who have been reading my other story, I will be continuing that, so no worries!) Thank you for reading!