Shawn awoke and it was only a few moments before he remembered what had happened between him and Juliet the night before. He smiled at the thought of rolling over and seeing her fast asleep on the other side of the bed. However, he was disappointed to find that the other side of the bed had been vacated and all of Juliet's clothing that had previously been scattered around the room were missing.

Why had she left? He knew that their evening had started out complicated…and well, it was still complicated, considering that they were co-workers on a work assignment…and that he was technically still dating Abigail. But she couldn't deny that last night was amazing…and magical…and a long time in the making. Could she? Shawn was now sure of how he wanted things to stand between them now. He would have thought she was on the same page too based on how much she was into him…both literally and figuratively…only a few hours ago.

Shawn climbed out of bed and carefully approached the door adjoining their rooms. He opened his side and attempted to open Juliet's door but it was locked. "Jules?" he called through the door, but she didn't answer. He dressed and went into the hallway to try her main door, but there was still no answer. "Maybe she went to breakfast," he thought.

Sure enough, Shawn found her sitting in the hotel lobby with a complimentary breakfast and coffee. She looked up briefly and he prepared to smile at her, but her gaze immediately dropped to the muffin in front of her. She was avoiding him.

"Juliet?" said Shawn with rare usage of her proper first name and he took a seat across from her. "What's wrong?" he asked cautiously.

Juliet stammered. "I…uh..nothing. I just would prefer to eat breakfast alone, ok?"

"Juliet…? I don't understand. Don't we have to talk about this? Last night…"

"…was a mistake," she finished his sentence in a wildly different way than Shawn intended.

Shawn felt like she had stabbed a knife into his heart and his face showed it. "How…how can you say that, Jules? I…it couldn't have been that bad…could it? I thought it was…"

"Shawn," she interrupted, taking his hand in hers. She couldn't stand to see him like this but she had to be honest with him. "That's not what I mean. Last night was….nice," a drastic understatement that was apparent by the pink on her cheeks. But…we can't do this. You're with Abigail. I can't be the 'other woman.' And I can't be with someone who cheats."

Shawn felt like a second knife had been plunged in next to the first, and he yanked his hand away from Juliet's. "It's a little late for that, don't ya think!"

"Shawn…" Juliet pleaded, wishing she could take back what she said.

"Don't you see, Jules? It wasn't like that. You're not just 'another' woman to me. I know I have some things to sort out with Abigail now, but you…I know now that you are the one that I want. I guess I've known it all along…I just…"

"You just what?! Shawn, you chose her. You chose to be with Abigail that night at the drive-in. You can't just change your mind now! We can't do this! It's…it's…unprofessional. We have a job to do so let's just get it done and get out of here."

"It's done," said Shawn simply.

Juliet glared at him. "What do you mean, 'it's done'?"

"I mean, our perps aren't here. They skipped out yesterday. There's nothing left to do here," said Shawn.

"How long ago did you figure this out? How long were you going to wait to fill me in?!"

"Last night after the….the kiss." Juliet looked away at the mention of their first intimate moment. "I realized bad-toupee man and his psycho wife, and that…those…'Lois and Peter Griffin' look-a-likes both had a run in with our criminals when they mentioned their credit cards going missing after double date with those sexy models…I mean, why would such a young, good-looking couple as them be interested in a double date with some old fogies…unless they've got one of those very disturbing fetishes…"

Juliet tilted her head impatiently and sighed. She just couldn't deal with Shawn's eccentric humor right now.

"…Anyway, the models checked out yesterday. 'Peter Griffin' said they mentioned heading north. I called the Chief and informed her last night." Shawn finished and prepared himself for a storm.

"So…so, you're telling me you knew about this last night before we….you know…and you didn't tell me?!"

"Jules…things were weird…it was late. I thought you were sleeping and figured I'd tell you in the morning. But then…well, you know what happened next…" Juliet looked as if she understood somewhat but the anger didn't subside completely. "I guess by the time we…it just slipped my mind."

"Ok. Fine. Good," said Juliet tersely, avoiding eye contract. "We can get out of here then." She stood up and left her breakfast behind, uneaten, and headed for the elevator. "I am going to pack and check out. Meet me at the car in 30 minutes."

Shawn sat solemnly as she walked away. He picked up her chocolate-chip muffin and almost took a bite before he realized he had completely lost his appetite. He screwed up again.