(A/N) So here's the second chapter! I find it a little weird being done with this story and posting it chapter by chapter without your impute first, but if I uploaded it all at once, I think it might have been overwhelming...enjoy! :) (A/N)

The next morning, Juliet had begun to wake.

She felt a warm presence near her, but didn't give it a second thought.

She clung tighter to whatever it was and let her mind drift back off into darkness.

Suddenly she had a quick thought about Carlton and remembered that he told her he would stay longer after she went to sleep.

Then she thought if he had left during the night.

Juliet moved her hand around the object that she was cuddling.

Her eyes popped open when she realized that what she was touching was skin.

Not only was it skin, it was Carlton!

Frozen with fear, she didn't move a muscle.

The only thing she moved was her eyes.

Looking up and down, she figured that during the night she had moved over to where Carlton was sleeping and wrapped herself up next to him.

Her head was on his chest, in between his shoulder and neck.

Her right arm was wrapped around his stomach and her hand was stuck in between his back and the mattress.

She let her eyes roam down his chest and noticed how fit he really was.

Although some of his chest hair was in the way of her view, she saw how well he kept himself in shape.

Juliet knew he was strong, but it never really occurred to her that he ever worked out.

Carlton made a few twitches with is legs, and Juliet was almost scared to death that he would wake up.

She wasn't sure if this was scarier than being on the edge of the clock tower or not.

She closed her eyes when he shifted his legs slightly.

When she did this, she could hear the beat of his heart and the steady breaths that he took.

For some reason, Juliet liked the sound of his heartbeat. It made her feel relaxed.

All of a sudden, Carlton's left arm swung around Juliet's body.

His hand landed on her hip, and Juliet prayed that he would wake up now.

His face was turned to where it was buried in her hair.

Juliet had no idea how to get out of this situation and prayed for an opportunity to escape.

Carlton was mumbling in his sleep and Juliet couldn't make out what he was saying, but it sounded like he said something about peaches.

After about a minute of Juliet trying to figure out how to get out of the situation, she heard his breathing quicken.

She knew she was running out of time.

Just then she heard him take a sharp breath and holding it for a good few seconds before releasing it.

It was then Juliet knew he was awake.

Carlton was dead asleep until he felt slight pressure on his chest.

He was just starting to wake when he wrapped his arm around Juliet, but quickly fell back into darkness.

When he turned his head, he expected it to hit the pillow, but instead he could smell the sweet scent of peaches.

This caused him to come back out of his deep sleep and he let his mind wonder.

The sudden smell of peaches made him think of Juliet and how her hair smelled like peaches.

He didn't know why, but whenever Juliet walked past him, and he was able to smell her sweet scent of peaches, he was able to calm down from whatever stress that he had from work.

Carlton didn't know if he had grown so used to her scent, that whenever she was around, he was able to calm down; but he knew that since he had met her four years ago, he loved the smell of peaches.

His mind then slowly wondered to when she had asked him to stay a while longer after he had brought her to her bedroom.

Then a sudden thought occurred in his mind.

He wasn't sure if he remembered leaving her house or not.

Pondering this thought he was about to roll over when he remembered the pressure on his chest.

Not only was there pressure, but warmth as well.

Thinking back to if he had left Juliet's house or not re-entered his mind.

He decided to open his eyes, and when he did, he found Juliet wrapped around him. But not only was it her, he too had his arm around her.

The sudden shock of this caused Carlton to forget to breath.

He took a quick breath and held it in for a few seconds.

Both of them were awake, and Carlton didn't know that Juliet had awoken only moments ago.

Thoughts were racing through their minds about how to get out of the situation without making it extremely awkward.

It was awkward as it was, and all they wanted was to get away from each other.

Carlton was the first to act.

He carefully lifted his hand off of Juliet's hip and then gently grabbed her arm from around him and put it next to her side.

Carefully, he put his legs over the edge of the bed and used his arms to lift Juliet off him so that he could get up.

As all this was happening, Juliet was still so frozen with fear, before she could think of a way to get out of the situation she could feel Carlton gently lay her head on a pillow.

Since some of her hair was in the way of her face, she slowly opened one eye to see Carlton slip on his shirt and head down stairs.

Giving a sigh of relief, Juliet laid in for a couple of minutes.

She felt bad that she couldn't do anything to remove herself from the situation, but that was the last thing she was expecting to wake up to.

Juliet was in bed, debating whether to play dumb or apologize.

Either way, it would be awkward for her.

Just then she thought how Carlton might feel, and the guilt was telling her to apologize.

She knew she could trust Carlton with anything, but this had seemed to cross the line.

Arguing with herself, she stayed in bed for a while.

But when she smelled coffee from the kitchen, she found it impossible to stay in her room.

Walking down the stairs, she saw Carlton sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and a newspaper.

"Morning…" She said expecting Carlton to give her the death glare.

Instead he put the newspaper down and gave her a smile, which was something Juliet rarely saw unless he was gloating in Shawn's face and replied.

"Good morning Juliet. Sleep well?" He said in an up-beat mood.

"I did…you?" Juliet asked a little hesitant.

"Once I did…surprisingly, yes," Carlton replied almost instantly.

He picked up the paper again and started reading.

Juliet wasn't sure if he was playing her about what had just happened, or if he had been so traumatized that he didn't want it to show.

She scratched her head, looked around a couple of times and then blurted out, "Okay! I'm sorry!"

Carlton set down the paper and looked confusingly up at Juliet.

"For what?"

"For…just now…up there," Juliet said pointing to the bedroom.

"Huh?"

"This morning…you know…when…you woke up," Juliet said very embarrassed.

Realizing what she was saying, all he could say was, "Ohhhh…"

"So…you were awake and you didn't do anything?" Carlton asked raising his eyebrow.

"Well I was going to until you put your arm on me!" Juliet raised her voice.

"This just got more awkward," Carlton said half to himself.

"Can we just forget about it…" Juliet said rubbing her temples.

"That I can do," Carlton replied relieved to drop the subject.

Juliet went to pour herself a coffee, and Carlton finished his cup and went back upstairs to grab his things.

Coming down the stairs, he got his jacket and went for the door.

"Wait. Where're you going?" Juliet asked as he took a step out the door.

Looking back he replied, "They have a lead on Yin, and I'm going to do all I can to close this case."

"Do you want me to come with you?" Juliet asked as she started to get up from her seat.

"No. You need to stay here and rest," Carlton said.

"Oh…okay," She said with a hint of disappointment in her tone.

Carlton noticed it, and then gently said, "Look, I don't want him near you anymore. I'll be back later to check up on you. I have my phone. Call me if you need anything, okay?"

"Okay," Juliet said meeting his gaze.

Carlton hesitated for a second, then broke off eye contact and left.

Juliet then walked over the window and watched Carlton pull out of her driveway.

"Didn't know he cared that much about me," she whispered to herself.

Juliet knew that he cared about her, but the way he said it, seemed like there was something else he meant.

"It's probably just nothing," Juliet replied to herself.

Carlton got the department and made his way straight to the Chief's office.

Opening the door he saw the Chief, Gus and Spencer.

"What news do we have on Yin?" Carlton said immediately.

"Lassie-face! You're here! We missed you…well I did, Gus on the other hand doesn't like you the way I do," Shawn said cheerfully.

"Cut the crap Spencer. What do we have on Yin?" Carlton asked frustrated that Spencer was there.

The Chief cut in before Shawn could reply.

"We have reason to believe that Mr. Yin will strike again, so I sent a group, along with Shawn and Gus back to the warehouse to look for any Intel that would give us a lead as to where Mr. Yin will strike. We found a note taped under the chair that O'Hara was on-"

"Where is it?" Carlton interrupted the Chief.

She fumbled for a second because she wasn't expecting Carlton to interrupt like that. He usually never does that unless it's Spencer.

She quickly handed it to him and Carlton studied it over and over again.

Shawn then went around him and looked over his shoulder.

"He is a really bad speller too. The least he could do was to make sure he spell-checked everything before leaving us a letter."

Carlton just rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Reading the note again, it read:

Mat you liv as long as you wanr, but not wami as log s you iive

"It just doesn't make any sense…" Shawn said behind Carlton.

Carlton didn't say a word, but went to his desk to study the note even further.

At his desk he got out a piece of paper and rewrote the note.

"Wait a second," He said to himself, "There's obviously a reason why he spelled it like this. The "t" on "Mat" is supposed to be "May", Carlton then wrote down the letter "T" under the note he re-wrote, "There's supposed to be an "e" after "liv"," and after Carlton had wrote down every mistake that he found, he looked down at the message encoded in the note.

T.E.R.M.I.N.A.L.

Once he found it out, he headed straight for the Chief's office.

Spencer saw him going towards the Chief's office and quickly caught up to him.

"Watcha find there Lassie?" Shawn said curiously.

Carlton handed him the paper that he wrote on.

"Take a look. I knew there was a reason why he misspelled the note."

"Terminal? What does that mean? Does he have cancer?...this makes no sense," Shawn said confused.

"I don't know, but we have to find out now."

Gus was in the Chief's office when both Carlton and Shawn walked in.

"Did you guys find anything?" Gus asked.

"Lassie found a hidden message in the note. I knew he had it in him! I taught him well! So proud!" Shawn said pretending to wipe a tear away.

"Well what does it say?" asked the Chief.

"Terminal…but I don't know what it means…" Carlton said defeated.

Shawn then had a "vision" of when he and Gus were at the warehouse after Carlton and O'Hara left.

He remembered seeing the clock and what way the hands were pointing.

12:30

"Wait a second! I'm having a vision…uhh..big hand…little hand….ones pointed up…the other…I think down…" Shawn said putting his fingers to his temples.

"What like a clock?" Carlton asked.

"Yes! But..but bigger."

"The clock tower? Where Juliet was?"

Everyone stopped and looked at Carlton. They had never heard him use his partner's first name and were caught off-guard by him using her first name.

He looked around at them, "What?"

Shawn then continued, "Okay, so we know that Yin uses movies to give us clues as to what he is doing…but what does a clock and a note that says "TERMINAL" have to do with it?"

"You said a hand pointed up and down on a clock right?" Gus asked.

"Yeah…I'm pretty sure I said that Gus…"

"Lassiter. You remember when we were on the roof. The clock was going to cut Juliet at 12:30…why would he choose that specific time and have a note that says "TERMINAL" on the chair she was strapped to?" Gus said turning to Carlton.

"So…we have a time…but how is that relevant to the note?" The Chief asked.

Just then Carlton's phone rang. He quickly reached in his jacket pocket and pulled it out.

He saw that it was Juliet who was calling him.

"Excuse me," he said as he walked out of the office.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Carlton asked protectively.

"What? Yeah I'm fine. I was just calling to see if you have anything on the Yin case…I can't stand being left in the dark like this," Juliet answered.

"Yeah, apparently there was a note taped to the bottom of the chair that he tied you on. I decoded it, and it says "TERMINAL". We were also able to get a time…12:30, but we don't know what it means."

"Hmm…well he uses films to give us clues…let me see if I have anything that will help….hold on just a second."

A few minutes later Carlton hears her on the phone.

"Well I was looking through my movies and I found the movie called, The Terminal…the one with Tom Hanks…I don't know if that helps…"

"Juliet…you are a geniuses! God I'm so glad you're my partner! Gotta go! I'll see you later!" Carlton said optimistically.

He hung up the phone and went back to the Chief's office.

When he hung up, Juliet couldn't help but give a little smile when she heard his last comment. Sure he's said that before, but now it sounded different.

"We got it! Okay, it might be a long shot, but it's all we have. The note "TERMINAL" I believe refers to the film, 'The Terminal'…you know the one with Tom Hanks, because he is the one who quoted what Yin wrote. And 12:30 must mean that is the flight time he is going to take! Chief! Look to see what flights leave at 12:30!" Carlton demanded.

A few seconds later the Chief brings up the flights.

"Looks like the only flight leaving at 12:30, is a flight to New York City…Terminal 7…"

"He's trying to escape?…" Gus asked.

Carlton looked at his watch and saw that the time was 11:45 a.m.

"We only have 45 minutes left until his plane leaves! We need to go now if we are to get to the airport in time!" Carlton said frantically.

"I'm driving!" Shawn shouted as he raised his hand in the air.

"Not in my cruiser you're not," Carlton said flat.

"C'mon Lassie, you're no fun!...fine…I'll drive Gus's," Shawn said taking Gus's keys out of his hands and running out the office.

"No you're not Shawn! Remember what happened last time!" Gus yelled after Shawn.

"Chief! Call the airline! We need to make sure that plane does NOT leave this city!"

"Go! Lassiter!" The Chief said as she reached for the phone.

He ran out of the office and raced to his cruiser outside.

Taking his phone he called for backup to meet them at the airport.

Then as he was driving towards the airport with Gus and Shawn behind him, he called Juliet.

"Hey Carlton! What news?" Juliet asked excitedly.

"We believe we have a lead. We are going to see if he is at the airport at 12:30 when a plane is supposed to leave for New York."

"Great! I hope you catch him. I don't know how long I can go, knowing that he is still out there…"

"Me too. I'd like to see that bastard behind bars! Not only that, but I'll personally lock him up so tight that he won't see daylight for the rest of his miserable life!"

"Same here…although, I would just be fine knowing he's been dealt with…I've seen enough of him for a lifetime…" Juliet said sounding a little uncomfortable remembering the night before.

"Don't worry; I'll make sure he doesn't lay another finger on you ever again. I'll be dead before that happens," Carlton said determined.

"Thanks Carlton…well call me when you get him, okay?"

"You'll be the first I'll call," Carlton said with a grin.

Once they got to the airport it was 12:20 p.m.

The plane had already been boarded and was about ready to take off.

Carlton raced through with backup right behind him.

Gus and Shawn were behind him as well.

As they got the terminal, they saw the plane un-docking.

"Stop that plane from taking off!" Carlton yelled at the ticket lady.

"Sir, this plane has already been cancelled. We got a call not too long ago from the office…no one is on that plane," she told him a little confused.

"Well which one is going to New York?" He shouted impatiently.

"Ter-terminal 15 is going to New York…but it's about to take off…" she said a little taken back by his hostility.

"Dammit!" Carlton yelled.

He, along with his police brigade raced through the airport. He was on the radio to request that the plane be stopped.

Once he got to the desk he told the lady behind it to radio the pilot.

"Sir, I can't…once the plane un-docks, it's the guys down on the runway that has communication with the pilot…along with the radio tower," the counter lady said politely.

Carlton showed her his badge, "This is a high risk situation here! If I don't stop that plane from taking off, lives could be at stake!"

From hearing this, she let him have her badge that opened the exit door that lead to the runway.

He grabbed it and flew out the door.

With his gun in his hands he ripped a radio out of a guy's hand.

"This is Detective Carlton Lassiter from the Sana Barbara Police Department! I need you to stop you plane from taking off!" Carlton yelled as he saw the plane leave for the runway.

"Sorry, this plane has a schedule to keep; we are not authorized to do that," the pilot replied.

"Look! Unless you want to be held responsible for harvesting a murderer and flying him across the U.S., you are more than welcome too, but if you don't, then you WILL stop this plane from taking off!"

After Carlton made his point, he waited anxiously for the plane to stop.

"…Copy that...Airport Tower, this is Pilot Dawson Miranda, be advised that flight 7007 is going to be delayed due to an unexpected circumstance."

Carlton had one of the police cruisers take him to where the plane stopped a few hundred yards away.

Gus and Shawn were with him to identify Mr. Yin on the plane.

When they were aboard the plane, Shawn used his "psychic" ability to spot Mr. Yin since he ran into him at the docks and was the only person to actually see him.

"There," Shawn pointed out.

Without hesitation, Carlton yanked a guy out of his seat.

"You sure Spencer?" Carlton asked sternly.

"Positive."

Without asking him again, Carlton was tempted to throw him out of the plane so that he would get a taste of what he was about to do to Juliet. But unfortunately, that wouldn't make things better. Instead, Carlton dragged him out of the plane and threw him in the back of a cruiser that was parked right next to the plane.

Police surrounded the plane, looking for anything the Mr. Yin had done.

"I wanna see that bastard behind bars!" Carlton yelled angrily after he shoved him in the cruiser.

"You and me both partner…" Shawn said as he patted him on the shoulder.

"You weren't too bad yourself Spencer…" Carlton admitted.

It was true, without him or Juliet; they wouldn't have been able to catch Mr. Yin on time.

"What? Is that a compliment Lassie? Oh! Is this a dream come true?" Shawn said cheerfully.

"No. Keep dreaming Spencer," Carlton said.

Then he remembered to call Juliet about the news.

Walking away from the scene, he took out his phone and dialed Juliet's number.

"Carlton! Please tell me you have him!" Juliet said hopeful.

"Good news! We just got him. Plane was about to take off, but we stopped it just in time. I am just about to take him in." Carlton replied with pride.

"That is great! You have no idea how relieved I am to hear that! When are you coming over?"

"I'll be over after I throw this guy behind bars and fill out the rest of the paperwork."

"Okay. Hurry then."

"I will. I'll be there soon."

Carlton hung up and went back to take Mr. Yin in.

Getting to the office, he brought Mr. Yin in and finished filing the paperwork.

The Chief called Carlton into her office once he was done with everything.

He looked attentively at her as if to expect another assignment.

"Lassiter…you've done above and beyond anyone else today. We couldn't have gotten Yin without you. So I'm letting you have some time off."

"What? You don't have another assignment for me?...well what am I supposed to do?" Carlton asked almost disappointed.

"Nope, I'll have one by the end of the week, sitting right on your desk. I'll see you and O'Hara next Thursday."

"Um. Okay...but are you sure there's nothing else for me to do?"

"Bye Detective!" the Chief said waving her hand to Carlton to shoo him out the door.

He knew that he wouldn't win the argument with her, so he left the office and went to his cruiser.

He looked at his watch and saw that it was almost five o'clock.

Debating whether or not to check on Juliet, he remembered that he told her he would stop by.

But after he stopped by his house to change out of the clothes he wore the day before.