A/N: Ah, this chapter took me a while to write, so I hope you guys enjoy it!

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Groggy and only semi-aware, Juliet rolled over in bed. She checked the clock and promptly groaned at the time- 4 AM.

Blinking, it took her a few seconds to realize why she had been awakened- her phone was ringing. Juliet groaned as her head pounded with every shrill ring. She could tell it was the start of a killer headache. However, she looked at the caller ID and, seeing that it was Shawn, she answered the phone.

"Hey Shawn... what's up?" Juliet managed to get out around a large yawn.

"Jules...I'm really sorry to be calling so early...but I need a favor."

And so Juliet listened, rubbing her temples and nursing her headache as Shawn described what was wrong- he was out in 'the middle of nowhere' with no way of getting home.

Juliet began moving slowly, pulling on some clothes. "Wait Shawn," she interrupted. "Why exactly don't you have a ride?"

There was a pause. "Well Jules...for me to explain properly, I would have to tell a long, complicated story, involving a case, a pocket knife, and Gus being too peeved to help me out." A soft chuckle came through the line and Juliet couldn't help but smile. "But, what do you think, Jules? Could you pick me up?"

Juliet was already at the door to her car. "Of course Shawn. I'll be there soon." And with that, she drove off, trying to ignore the growing pain in her head.

When Juliet arrived to pick up Shawn, she was in bad shape. The throbbing at her head had only gotten worse.

Shawn was walking over to her, smiling apologetically. "Hey Jules!" He greeted her as he opened the door, but his voice was much, much too cheery, and the door slamming was way too loud. Juliet leaned forward, pressing her fingers somewhat desperately to her temples.

"Jules?" Shawn whispered now, worried by Juliet's behavior. "Are you okay?"

Juliet shook her head and muttered through clenched teeth. "Migraine." And so it was- her vision was becoming more and more blurred and she was feeling nauseous.

"Okay, Jules okay...here." He handed her two white pills. Seeing her doubtful expression he nearly laughed. "It's just Advil. I'll drive. And...sorry to ask, but is there anyway I can just crash at your place tonight?" Juliet nodded wordlessly. Shawn watched as Juliet swallowed the medication, and they held hands until she drifted off to sleep.

When Shawn pulled into the parking lot at Juliet's apartment, he glanced over at Juliet. She was still sleeping, and he suddenly felt a surge of guilt for waking her up so early.

However, now Shawn had no choice but to rouse Juliet in order to get her back to bed. He nudged her softly. "Jules? Jules we have to go into your building." Yet, despite his gentle attempts at waking her, Juliet stayed deeply asleep. Shawn sighed. He couldn't, after all, just leave Juliet in her car.

And so it was that Shawn half-carried, half-dragged Juliet to her room. He lifted her onto her bed as gently as possible.

He headed over to her couch, ready to sleep, but hesitated. He walked back over to Juliet. "Good night, Jules," he murmured, kissing her head softly with a smile