Chapter 2

"Shawn."

Shawn turned over on his bed. "3 more minutes."

"Shawn, open the door!" Shawn quickly scrambled out of bed and walked towards the door.

"Sorry Jules, I didn't realize someone was at the door. Come on in."

Juliet walked in, shivering slightly, and looked around. Shawn's house was cleaner than she thought it would be. There was a sock here and there, but overall it was surprisingly sanitary.

"Hey, I am gonna take a shower quickly, if you want I can slice up a pineapple!" Shawn called out.

"I'm fine Shawn."

Juliet heard the water begin to run and sat down on the cough. She turned on the TV and The Breakfast Club came on; of course Shawn would be watching it. She settled down for a few minutes while waiting for Shawn.

Juliet heard the water stop and the door open, she looked behind herself and Shawn came out wearing a towel. Juliet began to blush and quickly turned back to the TV.

Shawn chuckled and walked into his room. He quickly pulled on some jeans and a polo shirt and began to quickly work on his hair. He stepped back into the living room and sat down on the couch next to Juliet.

"I take it you're ready to go Shawn?"

"Yeah, just one more thing." He walked over to his closet and pulled on his leather jacket. "Couldn't forget the most important part of my apparel!"

Juliet chuckled and walked out the door towards her car. Shawn rushed ahead of her and opened the door for her. She looked at him questioningly and he quickly said, "Practicing for the undercover. I swear!"

"Shawn, stop crossing your fingers." Juliet laughed.

"Haha, fine. Let's get going." Shawn closed the door behind Juliet, and walked over to the other side of the car and began to drive.

"So, I haven't driven a car in ten years, that's not a problem is it?" Juliet looked over at him and said in a jokingly threatening manner, "Shawn."

"Fine, you're right, it's only been seven years."

The next few hours of the ride was riddled with comfortable chatter between the two of them. When they finally arrived at their final destination they both quickly scrambled out of the car. A cramped car was neither of their ideas of a good time. Shawn went around back and grabbed the bags and they entered the hotel, which was surprisingly nice. Everything looked fragile and antique in the lobby. Shawn found himself scared to sit on the sofa.

"Welcome to the Heavenly Hotel!" A man came up and took their bags and they proceeded to the marble concierge desk. "Hello, we're checking in under the name of, umm, Levon Tostig." Juliet shot Shawn a surprised glance.

"Ah yes, Mr. Tostig, you will be staying in room 415."

"May I ask what beds this room has?" asked Juliet.

"Of course, it has one California King sized bed. Is that okay?"

"Yes, it's perfect. Thank you for your help." Shawn quickly cut in, Juliet glared at him and he quickly glanced away.

"Well then, here are your keys, and I hope you enjoy your stay!"

Shawn and Juliet walked over to the elevator and as soon as they got in Juliet turned on him. "Okay Shawn, two things, the bed and the name!" Juliet exclaimed.

"What? You don't want to share a bed?" Shawn questioned suggestively, "Anyways, I had to, wouldn't it be strange if I was taking you on a fancy trip and we were sleeping in different beds?"

"Hmph, fine, but you're sleeping on the ground."

"Hey!"

"Also, I think you're losing your touch."

"How so?"

"You reused a fake name! Levon Tostig?"

"I panicked!"

"You chose the name before we came here though!"

"Yeah, well, please don't think less of me for it," Shawn joked.

"I don't know Shawn, this is a big deal." Juliet chuckled.

They stepped out of the elevator and began to search for their room. Shawn spotted room 415 and they let themselves in and found themselves in the most luxurious room they had ever seen.

"So this is why it's called the Heavenly Hotel." Shawn quipped; Juliet gave him an amused and exasperated look.