a/n- So I decided to do the one shot. A few actually (: This is just going to be a collection of one shots that happen in between Never Part of the Plan and its sequel, spin off? Oh I dunno.. If you haven't read Never Part of the Plan I recommend reading it before the one shots, but if you don't, its completely fine. I think you'll still understand what's going on.. Enjoy! (:

oh, and btw, I'm sorry if weddings don't actually go like this… I've honestly only been to one before and I was the extra photographer so I didn't really catch what they were saying d:

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PSYCH OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. SOME OF THE DIALOGUE IN THIS CHAPTER (such as the ring exchange) ARE NOT MINE EITHER.

Wedding Day

After months of planning, the day was finally there. Juliet O'Hara, soon to be Spencer, stood in front of a mirror as her mother put the veil in her pulled up hair. Jules took a moment to look at herself in the mirror. For the first time in a long time she felt beautiful. 100% beautiful. She looked at herself and only saw one imperfection: Shawn wasn't at her side. She shook that thought from her head. That will come soon enough! Be patient and enjoy this time. She turned around and hugged her mother.

"Juliet, you look beautiful," Chief said walking into the room in her light blue bridesmaid dress.

"Thanks, Chief," she said, breaking the hug. She glanced back in the mirror and a tear slid down her cheek.

"JULIET LYNN O'HARA," Rebecca Juliet's best friend from back home yelled. "I JUST did your makeup! Please don't ruin it yet." She laughed as Becca ran over to her and started fixing her makeup. When she was done, Juliet embraced her.

"Thank you for coming all the way out here."
"You know I wouldn't miss it for anything!" Juliet wasn't afraid to admit that she didn't have many friends, but she was thankful for the few she did have. She only had four bridesmaids: Becca (who was her maid of honour), Chief, Rachel, and Marlowe.

Juliet was about to say something, but there was a knock at the door.

"Who is it," Rebecca called out in a singsongy voice.

"It's Gus. Can I come in for a second?"
"Only if Shawn isn't with you," Juliet said loudly so he could hear her through the door. Shawn wanted to meet before the wedding, but Juliet did not agree whatsoever. It's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding, she told him at least a hundred times.

"He's not," Gus said coming in through a small crack through the door. "We need your help outside. The flower center pieces are here and the guys have no idea what's going on with them," he said to everyone but Juliet. In fact he didn't even look her way. She smiled for a moment knowing that if he did, something would get out to Shawn. There were tons of tables so Juliet knew that everyone was going to go out to help and leave her alone. Just what she wanted.

She sat down on a couch and look a second to take this all in. It was her wedding day. In twenty minutes she would be walking down the aisle. Twenty minutes. A twinge of fear in her stomach made itself known. If the table centerpieces weren't done, then what else wasn't done? She started to worry. She almost started to turn into a bridezilla, but another knock on the door brought her out of the trance.

"Yah," she called out as she stood up and moved closer to the door.

"Jules? It's Shawn." Juliet gasped and put her back up against the door as if it would stop him from coming in if he tried.

"Shawn! We talked about this. I-"

"Jules, I just want to talk to you. Can you just crack the door so we can talk." She just stood there debating if she should or shouldn't. "I won't try anything. Promise." She wasn't sure if she should trust him. But then again, she was going to be married to him within the hour so she should be able to trust him. She slowly turned the doorknob and cracked the door.

"What if someone sees this? Becca would freak," Juliet said quickly.

"No one's gonna see! Everyone's outside helping get things ready and seating people."

"Getting things ready! What's not done," she asked frantically as her nervousness about everything returned.

"Everything's going to be fine. Gus made sure that the center pieces weren't put out so we could do this." Shawn said as he stuck his hand through the crack in the door. With her back still to the door, Juliet eagerly took his hand. She rolled her eyes knowing that Shawn was going to get his way with talking before the wedding. She was okay with this though. After a moment of silence he asked, "You're not getting cold feet are you?"

She laughed once. Shawn could hear the nervousness in her voice. "Of course not! I've been looking forward to this for a long time." Shawn look at his watch to see that there was only twelve minutes until the ceremony started. "How bout you?" Shawn squeezed her hand before answering.

"Not at all. I'm glad we chose against tuxes though."

"You. You chose against the tuxedos," Juliet corrected. They both laughed. Juliet loved to see Shawn in suits and tuxes, but she knew it just wasn't his thing. And besides, she admitted that his choice of attire matched their wedding theme much better. Rolled up tan dress pants and a white dress shirt. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine him in it.

"Do you know what day it is?" Juliet made a face before answering him.

"Uh, the fifteenth?"

"No silly," Shawn laughed and rolled his eyes. "Seven years ago today you stole my seat." It didn't take her even a half a second to know what he was talking about.

"How in the world could you remember what day that was," she laughed.

"I couldn't forget it if I tired." She really began to consider breaking her rule and going around the door and throw herself into his arms, but when she made up her mind, it was too late. "I love you, Jules," he said when he saw that their alone time was running thin. Eight minutes.

"I love you too." Their time together went by faster than Juliet wanted. She felt his hand slip out of hers and heard his retreating footsteps. She closed the door and stood there for a moment before there was another knock at the door.

"You ready?" Juliet smiled, but nervous butterflies returned when she realized it was finally all starting. She took a deep breath in and let it out before opening the door. "You look beautiful, little sis," Ewan said as they embraced. He was going to be walking Juliet down the aisle and giving her away to Shawn because God only knew where Frank was. Juliet knew from the moment that they sent the invitations out that her father wasn't going to be there.

"Thanks," she said hugging her brother even tighter before letting go and looking up at him.

"Are you ready? It's just about to start." Juliet only nodded and walked over to her group of bridesmaids that she spotted. She gave them one last hug.

"Thanks for everything, girls," she said with tears of happiness rimming her eyes. Music coming from the speakers indicated that it was time for everything to start. For the rest of her forever to start. Ewan pulled her aside so when the doors opened to let her young niece and bridesmaids go through she wouldn't be spotted. She slipped her shoes off and waited.

After what seemed like an eternity, it was her turn. The music changed and Ewan walked her to the door. She was so nervous. You're a cop, Juliet. You can do this, she reminded herself for the ten-thousandth time. The light sea breeze hit them as they walked out the doors. Ewan slowly lead her forward, but she couldn't feel anything. She couldn't see anything but Shawn after their eyes locked. She wanted to run down the aisle and jump into his arms, but she couldn't.

There were gasps and whispers about how beautiful she looked, but she didn't hear them. All she was Shawn smirking at her. She smiled back as they stopped at the long makeshift isle in the sand.

"Who presents this bride to her groom," Father Westley asked.

"On behalf of our father, I do." Ewan gave her a kiss on the side of her head and whispered, "I love ya, sis." Juliet smiled up at him before stepping forward. She handed her bouquet to Becca and turned to face Shawn. They took each other's hands and it began.

"Shawn Spencer and Juliet O'Hara are here today, with their family and friends, to declare publicly their love for one another, and to be joined in marriage. With love it is possible to live a life together, each seeking and encouraging the joy, the comfort, the health, and the enrichment of the other, all of which will divide sorrow and multiply satisfactions…" More words were said, but both of them couldn't listen. They told Father Westley what to say, so it wasn't like they were missing anything. They looked into each other's eyes. They both just wanted to be in the other's arms, but that had to wait. Juliet dug her toes into the cool sand. She was glad they chose to get married on the beach. Gus and his acappella group sang a song, and then it was time for the vows.

"Juliet Lynn O'Hara," Shawn started. "I promise to love you and protect with every breath I take. I promise to be loyal, honest, and gentle. I promise to not only be at your side, but on your side. I promise not to get too upset when you get 80's references wrong." Most of the guests chuckled at this. "You taught me what love truly is, and you forever have my heart. I love you"

"Shawn Henry Spencer." Juliet took a breath before continuing. She was left nearly in tears after what Shawn had said. "I promise to love you and your crazy antics every second of everyday of my life. I promise to be loyal, patient, and forgiving. I promise to diligently be at your side and ready to do anything that make life a little bit better for both of us. You helped me fight my demons and nightmares, and I am forever grateful for you. In your eyes, I have found my home. In your heart, I have found my love. In your soul, I have found my mate. With you, I am whole, full, and alive. I love you."

They both looked at each other with tears in their eyes. Everyone in the crowd was affected by the love that radiated off of the pair. Even Father Westley had to clear his throat before speaking again. "The promises that you have made to each other today, are inscribed forever in your minds and in your hearts. But words are fleeting and so those who marry wear rings as visible, tangible symbols of their commitment and love. These rings announce to the world that you have been found. They are a reminder and a celebration of the promises you have made today and in exchanging these bands you knit your lives together.

"Shawn, take Juliet's ring and place it on her finger and repeat after me: I give you this ring as a sign that I choose you to be my lover, my partner and my best friend, to the end of my days. Wear it, think of me, and know that I love you."

"Juliet, I give you this ring as a sign that I choose you to be my lover, my partner and my best friend, to the end of my days. Wear it, think of me, and know that I love you." Even though it was almost exactly what Father Westley had said, it sounded completely different. It sounded like.. Shawn. You could tell he meant every single word. After Juliet gave Shawn his ring and repeated Father Westley, there was silence as he looked between the smiling pair. Well, all silence apart from the ocean's soft waves and Gus' not so softsniffles.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. Shawn, you may now kiss your bride." Shawn looked down and smiled at Jules. She smiled and bounced slightly on her feet with impatience. Shawn pulled her close and they kissed.

Thanks for reading! :D Please leave me a review! (:

There's going to be anywhere from 5-10 one shots before the sequel. I'm going to write the whole story before I start posting it so I know the plotline (Which is giving me a lot of trouble) is going to workout…

Annnnd that last part of Jules' vows ( In your heart…) I found while searching cute wedding vows and just had to use it! If you search that last part I'm sure you'll find the full vows somewhere online. You HAVE to read them. They're ADORBLE!

So, yah. Hope you liked it(:

~Angie