Disclaimer- I don't own the characters, just borrowing them.

This is my first Psych-fic, so go easy on me!

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I parked my bike outside my dad's place. Somehow I had to get the ring nestled back in its box before he realized I had taken it. I went inside and found him cooking for dinner.

"Hey Shawn, steak should be done soon." He greeted me as I came in. I nodded hello and made an excuse to use the bathroom. Just as I had the box opened and the ring tucked safely inside I heard footsteps behind me.

"You already knew." I stated, shaking my head.

"Shawn I use to be a detective, a pretty damn fine detective too." He said simply.

"How long?" I asked, turning to look at him.

"Right before you left for your vacation with Juliet. You could have asked I would have given it to you." He told me sitting down on his bed.

"It was more fun this way." I told him.

"Shawn, be serious." He scolded.

"I am being serious, why else would I have taken the ring?" I said honestly.

"Shawn, you're going to have to tell her the truth sooner than later. If you guys are getting serious enough that you thought about proposing she needs to know beforehand." He told me.

"I know, I know. I still have time though. I mean thank god she doesn't want to get married yet. I'm actually glad the ring was stolen. Can you imagine me proposing?" I chuckled getting up and heading to the kitchen.

"Yeah, that would have been a mistake. You two- Shawn! What do you mean the ring got stolen?" He shouted.

"I got it back didn't I?" I told him, grabbing a piece of meat. He scolded me and dug in himself. We were half way through dinner when he brought it up again.

"You know, you wouldn't have taken that ring if a part of you didn't want to marry her." He stated.

"Dad, it was a mistake. I thought she was expecting it but she wasn't. I'm relieved, really." I told him.

"Uh-huh. Shawn, don't screw this up. I like her, she's good for you." He ordered. I just shook my head and got up to wash my plate. I thought about what he said. Did a part of me really want to marry her? I mean, yeah someday sure, but someday soon? I hadn't realized my dad left until he came walking back in with the box in his hand.

"Dad, I thought we talked about this." I told him when he tried giving me the ring.

"Yeah, well, you're going to need it someday so you might as well take it now." He said handing it to me. Rather than fight him on this, I took it and slipped it in my pocket. When the kitchen was back to its normal self I decided I better head home.

"Wish me luck." I said as I walked out.

"Luck? What do you need luck for?" He asked suspiciously, calling out to me.

"I'm going to tell Jules, the sooner the better, right?" I told him.

"Oh, yes, good luck. Call me later okay?" He answered.

"Will do." I said saluting him goodbye. I got on my bike and rode home. I called Juliet as soon as I was inside.

"We need to talk. Think you could come over?" I asked, more nervous than I've ever been before. Things were going to change tonight, for good or worse. I paced around anxiously waiting for her to get here. About twenty minutes later she arrived in her pajamas and slippers, a worried look on her face.

"Hey, I got here as fast as I could. What's wrong?" She asked.

"I'm just going to come right out and say this okay. Why don't you sit down first?" I told her. She did as I asked and took a seat on my couch, pulling me down along with her.

"Shawn, you're scaring me what's wrong?" She repeated. I took in a deep breath.

"I'm not really a psychic." I told her. She jerked her head back and blinked.

"What are you talking about, of course you are." She retorted.

"No Jules, I'm not." I said honestly.

"But you passed the polygraph test." She said confused.

"Yeah because my dad taught me how." I told her.

"I can't believe this, you lied to me." She said, sinking into the couch.

"I know I'm sorry. I don't know how to make it up to you but I promise I will." I said, grabbing her hands.

"Why didn't you just tell me the truth? Especially after we started dating." She asked.

"I tried to, but no one believed me. They all thought I was somehow connected to all those crimes I helped solve and this was the only way out of it. When we started dating I was afraid you'd leave me if you knew the truth." I confided in her.

"Shawn, I don't know what to say. I need some time to think about all this." She told me.

"Yeah, right of course." I said trying hard not to let her see how tortured I was by all this.

"Let's go to bed. We'll talk in the morning." She replied.

"You're staying?" I asked her surprised.

"I'm tired Shawn, I just want to go to sleep." She said deflated.

"Okay I'll stay out here on the couch, you can have my bed." I told her.

"Come on, we can share a bed. Just no funny business tonight." She told me firmly. I smiled and followed her into the bedroom. I changed into some pajama pants and climbed into bed with her. She cuddled up against me and soon enough fell asleep. I just hoped she'd be this nice and understanding in the morning once she's had a good night's rest. Eventually I dosed off, I'm not sure when. All I kept thinking was, tomorrow was going to be a long day. I loved Juliet and I wasn't about to lose her.

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