"Shawn?" Juliet mumbled from the side of the couch she was curled up on.
Shawn looked at her, surprised. "I though you fell asleep ages ago." He whispered, wrapping his arm around her.
"Shawn? Can I ask you something?" Juliet looked up at him with wide eyes. Bathed in the soft blue glow of the television, Shawn thought she looked almost childlike.
"Anything." He smiled.
"Why haven't you told your dad about us?" She whispered.
Shawn was shocked. "Did- did you want me to?"
"Not really. But why didn't you?" She sat up a little bit, propping herself against the armrest.
"I...I guess." Shawn thought for a moment. "I love you Jules."
Juliet smiled.
"And, and I wanted you to love me to. I didn't want to be the son of a cop or someone who was trained to have some weird photographic memory. Just…me. With no one in the way."
"Shawn?" Juliet closed her eyes.
"Yeah?" He looked down at her nervously.
"You're ridiculous. And I love you."
Shawn laughed and closed his eyes.