Change of Heart
Part 2
[A/N
My apologies to my fellow Americans. Though I am American, I'm currently not living there. So, I hope that none of you/family members/friends were injured during the bomming.
That aside, I hope you enjoyed part 1. I thought it'd be longer then 17KB…::shrugs:: no big deal.
Well, enjoy, and I put a disclaimer in the prologue so don't even ask.]
"Cory, honey, what happened?" Topanga cried as Cory and Shawn entered the student union the next day.
Cory glanced at Angela, who was looking worriedly at Shawn.
"Have you told her?" Cory mouthed to Shawn.
He shook his head.
"What's going on?" Angela inquired, as the boys sat down Shawn getting up and going for the coffee.
"Cory, it's not," Topanga asked reaching across the table and taking Cory's hand.
"I don't know, I hope not." Cory said, giving her hand a squeeze.
"Would someone please tell me what's going on here?" Angela demanded of the two.
"You mean Shawn never told you about his father?" Topanga asked, turning to her friend.
"No, he didn't," Angela said, her anger melting into concern. "What's going on, Topanga?"
"I'm not sure if Shawn would want me to tell you," the other girl said hesitantly.
Before Angela could argue, or say anything, Shawn returned.
"Shawn---" Angela started, but Cory cut her off with a sharp shake of his head.
"Look, they're just black eyes, you don't have to make such a big deal over them." Shawn said, taking a sip of coffee.
At that moment, Eric and Jack entered. Jack had a black eye, as well.
When Shawn saw this, he choked on his coffee in horror.
That meant his fear was true. "You okay?" Angela asked, handing Shawn a napkin.
"Y-Yeah," Shawn gasped out, coughing one last time.
The two older boys walked over to join them, Eric going to get some coffee for them.
"Get an extra one," Jack called to him. "Rachel said she might show up."
Eric nodded, more then happy to by Rachel a drink.
"J-Jack, how'd you get that black eye?" Shawn asked, looking over at his brother.
"Oh, it's not big deal. What about you?"
Shawn wasn't sure what to say. He'd never told Jack about his painful past, and didn't want Jack getting caught up in it.
"Oh, same thing, Cory and I got in a fight over… something…" He finished lamely.
"We did… ow! Oh yeah, we did." Cory said, hopping up and down waving his foot around in pain from where Shawn had kicked him.
Jack didn't look like he believed his brother, but then again, he wasn't exactly telling the truth either. Both abandoned the subject.
Just then, Rachel walked in, joining the other five. "Hey, guys," She greeted, sitting down next to Jack.
Eric walked over, smiling when he saw Rachel. "Hey there, Rach. Jack said you might show up, so I got you a coffee." He said, handing her the cup.
"Thanks a lot, Eric." Rachel said. "I'll pay you when we get home."
"No, it's fine." Eric insisted.
"Well, if you're sure." Rachel said slowly.
While this was going on, Angela was trying to get Shawn's attention. She waved her hand in front of his face, and called his name, but Shawn still didn't reply.
His thoughts were on the night before and his father… "SHAWNNNNN!!!"
He jumped out of his chair, sending it crashing to the ground. "What?" He asked breathlessly, staring at Angela.
"Sorry," the girl apologized. "I need to talk to you."
With out waiting for a reply, she dragged him from the room.
"What was that all about?" Cory asked, watching the two go.
"I don't know," Topanga said, also watching them.
"Wanna make out?" Cory asked, leading her over to the couch.
"Shouldn't we-" she was cut off by Cory's lips pressed firmly, but gently on hers.
They fell backwards on the couch, kissing passionately.
"How long do you think they'll go at it?" Eric asked Jack.
"Dunno, five minutes. What about you, Rachel?"
"I don't like to bet on kissing," the girl said.
"But, it's my brother!" Eric protested.
"Well, yeah, but… what the heck." She relented. "I bet 7 minutes. Loser has to buy the other's coffee for a week."
"Deal," the other two responded.
-
"Why'd you bring me here?" Shawn said as he and Angela were standing in the co-ed bathroom.
"It's the one place where we can talk in private," she responded. "What's going on?" She wasted no time with him.
"I can't tell you." Shawn said wearily sinking down and leaning against the wall.
"Why not?" Angela asked, doing the same.
"I don't want you getting hurt," was his response. He didn't know what he'd do if Angela got hurt…
"Shawn," Angela said slowly. "We've always been able to talk."
"Not this time," he insisted. "This is different Angela. If you get involved in this… you'd get hurt… It's my fault. Cory and Topanga are already in it, I don't want anyone else getting hurt." He was getting dangerously close to tears.
"Shawn…" Angela said, placing a hand on the boy's shoulder.
"I'm sorry Angela, but I can't, I just can't." Shawn felt tears start to form in his eyes, and quickly brushed them away.
"Please Shawn, I don't want you getting hurt either, maybe I can help you?" She pleaded with him.
"All right," he said after a moment's pause. "But, you can't tell anyone."
"I won't," Angela said slowly.
"Okay then," Shawn took a deep breath. "Three years ago…"
-
"What?! Oh, Shawn!" This was what greeted Cory's ears when he opened the door to the co-ed bathroom.
Angela and Shawn were on the floor, both looking close to tears. "And I think… I think he's going to do it again," Shawn continued, neither of them seeing Cory in the doorway.
"Oh…" Angela repeated, moving over and throwing her arms around Shawn.
"Angela, I've been meaning to say this for a while, and I can't hold it in any more." Shawn said, voice thick with emotion. "I…I think… I think I still love you."
-
Topanga waited impatiently for Cory. He'd said he was just going to look for Shawn, and still wasn't back yet.
Walking out of the student union herself, she nearly crashed headlong into a kissing Shawn and Angela. "Oh, sorry… what are you guys doing?" She cried in surprise.
"We, we got back together." Angela explained.
"I love you, but I'm not sure we should be together right now." Shawn said unsurely.
"Why?" The girl inquired.
"Because, you could get hurt," he said pulling her closer to him.
"I don't care what happens to me, as long as we're together." Angela said, beginning to kiss him again.
Topanga smiled at the two, walking off in search of Cory.
She found him in his dorm room, lying on his bed. But something was different. Along with his black eye, his lip appeared to have been split. Topanga tucked it gingerly, and Cory who'd been asleep, nearly leaped off the bed.
"OW!" he cried pushing Topanga's hand away.
"Sorry," she said in bewilderment. "Cory, what happened?"
He looked at her, calming down slightly. "S…Sorry, well, I came in here to get some book that Eric wanted, and… Chet, Chet was in here. Don't ask me how he got in here, he just… was. When he saw me, he said 'you and that son of mine tell anyone about last night?' And I said 'No, sir.' Then he punched me," (he pointed to his lip) "Then left. It really hurt. I cleaned it up the best I could, then for some reason felt really lightheaded, so I laid down and… that's all I remember."
"Cory, never be a doctor," Topanga said, pushing him back down on the bed. "It's still bleeding," she explained looking at his confused face.
"Oh," he said sheepishly.
Walking over to Shawn's bed, where Cory had apparently thrown the first Ade kit, Topanga picked it back up, then returned to Cory.
"All right, hold still." She said, pulling out a cloth and setting to work.
"Ow," he wined, wincing at her tuch.
"There, you big baby, it's finished."
"Kiss it better?" He begged, giving her a puppy face.
She sighed, but did so. He abruptly grabbed her, pulling her down next to him, and turning the small kiss into a makeout session.
-
"Well, I'm gonna get going." Jack said after his third game of pool.
"Okay, Seeya." Eric said. "Hey Shawn you wanna…" He started, turning to Shawn and Angela, who were on the couch, making out.
"Mmm," was Shawn's only reply.
"I guess that's a no," Rachel said with a grin. "Seeya at home, Jack." She said, turning to him.
"Seeya," he said, heading for the door.
-
Jack walked up to his apartment. Abruptly, he stopped dead. Something was wrong. The apartment's door was unlocked. He'd been the last one out, and he remembered locking it behind him. He shivered, before slowly entering.
He'd barely taken a step inside, when a fist connected with his nose. "Nice to see you again, son. Where's your little red headed friend, huh?" A voice snarled, making Jack's blood run cold.
Jack shivered, and put a hand to his nose. While he had his guard down, Chet took this opportunity to punch his lip. His cold fingers against Jack's.
"Wh…what do you want?" He said, trying to sound brave.
Chet just laughed, and raised his fist as if to hit Jack again. Jack ducked, and tried to back away.
"Oh no you don't," Chet snapped, grabbing him by his shirt.
Jack struggled, but it was in vain. He was trapped.
Chet punched his son's other eye, then pushed him ruffle on the couch. Jack gasped in pain, watching his father heading for the door.
-
George Feeny entered the student union. Kids were sprawled all over the place, but he headed for the small group near the back.
"Mister Matthews, Miss McGuire, do either of you know where Mister Newman is?" He asked, looking around to see if he'd missed seeing the boy.
"He just left," Rachel told him. "I was just leaving myself, would you like me to tell him to meet you somewhere?"
George nodded. "Could you ask him to meet me a few minutes before class tomorrow? I need to discuss his latest essay." Rachel nodded, before heading for the door.
"Seeya in a while, Eric." She said over her shoulder.
"Bye," the boy replied.
-
"Jack?" Rachel called as she entered the apartment.
"Jack?!" She called again, not getting a response.
Heading upstairs, she heard noises coming from the bathroom. The door was open, and Jack stood, his back to her, facing the sink.
"Jack, there you are." Rachel said, walking in.
"Hey," Jack said, pressing some tissue to his nose.
"Jack, what happened to you? It wasn't…" Jack nodded.
"Yeah, it was," he said soberly.
"Here, let me help you." The girl offered, getting some tissue and dabbing it at his still bleeding lip.
"Sorry if this hurts," she apologized, stepping closer to him. He let out a pain-filled gasp.
"Ow," he gasped out through clenched teeth.
Rachel took his hand, and he shivered. It was the same one his father had touched… But you could've been comparing night to day. Rachel's hand was warm and comforting, where as Chet's had been cold and hard.
"There," she whispered, gently squeezing his hand. "I did this for Eric the other day," she said, leaning even closer then they already were. Jack could feel her breath on his cheek, then it happened.
Rachel lightly kissed his swollen lip. Jack didn't know why he did it, but he deepened the kiss. Rachel pushed him up against the counter, and slid her arms around him.
Neither was sure how long the kiss lasted, it felt like heaven to both.
"Guys, I'm home!" Eric's voice could be heard from downstairs.
Instantly, they leaped apart, Jack running from the bathroom, mouthing as he did so:
"We'll talk later."
-
Shawn and Angela walked into his dorm room. Cory and Topanga were gone, and the two walked over to Shawn's bed.
"Where were we?" Shawn asked, sliding his arms around Angela.
"About here, I think." She said, kissing him. Soon, they were making out again.
Shawn's mood couldn't have been better. He was back together with the girl he loved, and he only had two day's worth of homework due!
"I hate to stop," Angela said around 15 minutes later as she pulled away. "But I'll only be a minute. I need to go get some chopstick."
Shawn nodded reluctantly. "Okay, hurry back."
She nodded, leaving the room.
Shawn sighed contentedly, staring up at the ceiling.
Abruptly, the door opened. "Angel--- Dad!" Shawn cried, seeing the man standing in the doorway.
"Nice to see you again, son." Chet said gruffly. "Want another present?"
"Shawn, what's…?" Angela's question stopped as she took in the seen before her.
"Angela, run!" Shawn yelled to her, leaping from the bed.
"This your girlfriend?" Chet asked, turning to face the girl. Chet grabbed his son, who'd just reached the door.
"You're not going anywhere." He whispered threateningly.
"Angela…" Shawn gasped out, before he was flung sharply at the nearest wall.
Chet glared at the both of them, before leaving.
His work here was done.
TBC?
[A/N
I probably could've done a better job with putting Shawn and Angela back together, but I couldn't think of one. I'm also having doubts about Jack and Rachel's kiss. I don't want there to be a fight between the three… On the other hand, that might be a nice subplot. What do you guys think? I need ideas!
Sorry there wasn't much drama in here, and next time they'll be more Feeny.
One more thing, after I'm finished, I was thinking about re-writing season five, and the last episode of season four. I'm a big Turner fan, and got this idea a couple days ago. It's nothing special, just what if Turner had been around for season five? Shawn went through a few big changes that year, with Jack showing up, and getting his first steady girlfriend. I have this vision of Him and Angela making out on Turner's couch every time he opens his apartment door. I know that Shawn didn't live with him but…
Great, I'm rambling again. Well, I'm also working on a few one shot stories also, so that's why this part was so slow in getting out. Anyways, if you leave a review (please do,) give me your suggestion if you have one, and what you think about that season five thing.
Great, this is gonna be longer then the fic at this rate. Well, Seeya!
Kasumi]
Part 2
[A/N
My apologies to my fellow Americans. Though I am American, I'm currently not living there. So, I hope that none of you/family members/friends were injured during the bomming.
That aside, I hope you enjoyed part 1. I thought it'd be longer then 17KB…::shrugs:: no big deal.
Well, enjoy, and I put a disclaimer in the prologue so don't even ask.]
"Cory, honey, what happened?" Topanga cried as Cory and Shawn entered the student union the next day.
Cory glanced at Angela, who was looking worriedly at Shawn.
"Have you told her?" Cory mouthed to Shawn.
He shook his head.
"What's going on?" Angela inquired, as the boys sat down Shawn getting up and going for the coffee.
"Cory, it's not," Topanga asked reaching across the table and taking Cory's hand.
"I don't know, I hope not." Cory said, giving her hand a squeeze.
"Would someone please tell me what's going on here?" Angela demanded of the two.
"You mean Shawn never told you about his father?" Topanga asked, turning to her friend.
"No, he didn't," Angela said, her anger melting into concern. "What's going on, Topanga?"
"I'm not sure if Shawn would want me to tell you," the other girl said hesitantly.
Before Angela could argue, or say anything, Shawn returned.
"Shawn---" Angela started, but Cory cut her off with a sharp shake of his head.
"Look, they're just black eyes, you don't have to make such a big deal over them." Shawn said, taking a sip of coffee.
At that moment, Eric and Jack entered. Jack had a black eye, as well.
When Shawn saw this, he choked on his coffee in horror.
That meant his fear was true. "You okay?" Angela asked, handing Shawn a napkin.
"Y-Yeah," Shawn gasped out, coughing one last time.
The two older boys walked over to join them, Eric going to get some coffee for them.
"Get an extra one," Jack called to him. "Rachel said she might show up."
Eric nodded, more then happy to by Rachel a drink.
"J-Jack, how'd you get that black eye?" Shawn asked, looking over at his brother.
"Oh, it's not big deal. What about you?"
Shawn wasn't sure what to say. He'd never told Jack about his painful past, and didn't want Jack getting caught up in it.
"Oh, same thing, Cory and I got in a fight over… something…" He finished lamely.
"We did… ow! Oh yeah, we did." Cory said, hopping up and down waving his foot around in pain from where Shawn had kicked him.
Jack didn't look like he believed his brother, but then again, he wasn't exactly telling the truth either. Both abandoned the subject.
Just then, Rachel walked in, joining the other five. "Hey, guys," She greeted, sitting down next to Jack.
Eric walked over, smiling when he saw Rachel. "Hey there, Rach. Jack said you might show up, so I got you a coffee." He said, handing her the cup.
"Thanks a lot, Eric." Rachel said. "I'll pay you when we get home."
"No, it's fine." Eric insisted.
"Well, if you're sure." Rachel said slowly.
While this was going on, Angela was trying to get Shawn's attention. She waved her hand in front of his face, and called his name, but Shawn still didn't reply.
His thoughts were on the night before and his father… "SHAWNNNNN!!!"
He jumped out of his chair, sending it crashing to the ground. "What?" He asked breathlessly, staring at Angela.
"Sorry," the girl apologized. "I need to talk to you."
With out waiting for a reply, she dragged him from the room.
"What was that all about?" Cory asked, watching the two go.
"I don't know," Topanga said, also watching them.
"Wanna make out?" Cory asked, leading her over to the couch.
"Shouldn't we-" she was cut off by Cory's lips pressed firmly, but gently on hers.
They fell backwards on the couch, kissing passionately.
"How long do you think they'll go at it?" Eric asked Jack.
"Dunno, five minutes. What about you, Rachel?"
"I don't like to bet on kissing," the girl said.
"But, it's my brother!" Eric protested.
"Well, yeah, but… what the heck." She relented. "I bet 7 minutes. Loser has to buy the other's coffee for a week."
"Deal," the other two responded.
-
"Why'd you bring me here?" Shawn said as he and Angela were standing in the co-ed bathroom.
"It's the one place where we can talk in private," she responded. "What's going on?" She wasted no time with him.
"I can't tell you." Shawn said wearily sinking down and leaning against the wall.
"Why not?" Angela asked, doing the same.
"I don't want you getting hurt," was his response. He didn't know what he'd do if Angela got hurt…
"Shawn," Angela said slowly. "We've always been able to talk."
"Not this time," he insisted. "This is different Angela. If you get involved in this… you'd get hurt… It's my fault. Cory and Topanga are already in it, I don't want anyone else getting hurt." He was getting dangerously close to tears.
"Shawn…" Angela said, placing a hand on the boy's shoulder.
"I'm sorry Angela, but I can't, I just can't." Shawn felt tears start to form in his eyes, and quickly brushed them away.
"Please Shawn, I don't want you getting hurt either, maybe I can help you?" She pleaded with him.
"All right," he said after a moment's pause. "But, you can't tell anyone."
"I won't," Angela said slowly.
"Okay then," Shawn took a deep breath. "Three years ago…"
-
"What?! Oh, Shawn!" This was what greeted Cory's ears when he opened the door to the co-ed bathroom.
Angela and Shawn were on the floor, both looking close to tears. "And I think… I think he's going to do it again," Shawn continued, neither of them seeing Cory in the doorway.
"Oh…" Angela repeated, moving over and throwing her arms around Shawn.
"Angela, I've been meaning to say this for a while, and I can't hold it in any more." Shawn said, voice thick with emotion. "I…I think… I think I still love you."
-
Topanga waited impatiently for Cory. He'd said he was just going to look for Shawn, and still wasn't back yet.
Walking out of the student union herself, she nearly crashed headlong into a kissing Shawn and Angela. "Oh, sorry… what are you guys doing?" She cried in surprise.
"We, we got back together." Angela explained.
"I love you, but I'm not sure we should be together right now." Shawn said unsurely.
"Why?" The girl inquired.
"Because, you could get hurt," he said pulling her closer to him.
"I don't care what happens to me, as long as we're together." Angela said, beginning to kiss him again.
Topanga smiled at the two, walking off in search of Cory.
She found him in his dorm room, lying on his bed. But something was different. Along with his black eye, his lip appeared to have been split. Topanga tucked it gingerly, and Cory who'd been asleep, nearly leaped off the bed.
"OW!" he cried pushing Topanga's hand away.
"Sorry," she said in bewilderment. "Cory, what happened?"
He looked at her, calming down slightly. "S…Sorry, well, I came in here to get some book that Eric wanted, and… Chet, Chet was in here. Don't ask me how he got in here, he just… was. When he saw me, he said 'you and that son of mine tell anyone about last night?' And I said 'No, sir.' Then he punched me," (he pointed to his lip) "Then left. It really hurt. I cleaned it up the best I could, then for some reason felt really lightheaded, so I laid down and… that's all I remember."
"Cory, never be a doctor," Topanga said, pushing him back down on the bed. "It's still bleeding," she explained looking at his confused face.
"Oh," he said sheepishly.
Walking over to Shawn's bed, where Cory had apparently thrown the first Ade kit, Topanga picked it back up, then returned to Cory.
"All right, hold still." She said, pulling out a cloth and setting to work.
"Ow," he wined, wincing at her tuch.
"There, you big baby, it's finished."
"Kiss it better?" He begged, giving her a puppy face.
She sighed, but did so. He abruptly grabbed her, pulling her down next to him, and turning the small kiss into a makeout session.
-
"Well, I'm gonna get going." Jack said after his third game of pool.
"Okay, Seeya." Eric said. "Hey Shawn you wanna…" He started, turning to Shawn and Angela, who were on the couch, making out.
"Mmm," was Shawn's only reply.
"I guess that's a no," Rachel said with a grin. "Seeya at home, Jack." She said, turning to him.
"Seeya," he said, heading for the door.
-
Jack walked up to his apartment. Abruptly, he stopped dead. Something was wrong. The apartment's door was unlocked. He'd been the last one out, and he remembered locking it behind him. He shivered, before slowly entering.
He'd barely taken a step inside, when a fist connected with his nose. "Nice to see you again, son. Where's your little red headed friend, huh?" A voice snarled, making Jack's blood run cold.
Jack shivered, and put a hand to his nose. While he had his guard down, Chet took this opportunity to punch his lip. His cold fingers against Jack's.
"Wh…what do you want?" He said, trying to sound brave.
Chet just laughed, and raised his fist as if to hit Jack again. Jack ducked, and tried to back away.
"Oh no you don't," Chet snapped, grabbing him by his shirt.
Jack struggled, but it was in vain. He was trapped.
Chet punched his son's other eye, then pushed him ruffle on the couch. Jack gasped in pain, watching his father heading for the door.
-
George Feeny entered the student union. Kids were sprawled all over the place, but he headed for the small group near the back.
"Mister Matthews, Miss McGuire, do either of you know where Mister Newman is?" He asked, looking around to see if he'd missed seeing the boy.
"He just left," Rachel told him. "I was just leaving myself, would you like me to tell him to meet you somewhere?"
George nodded. "Could you ask him to meet me a few minutes before class tomorrow? I need to discuss his latest essay." Rachel nodded, before heading for the door.
"Seeya in a while, Eric." She said over her shoulder.
"Bye," the boy replied.
-
"Jack?" Rachel called as she entered the apartment.
"Jack?!" She called again, not getting a response.
Heading upstairs, she heard noises coming from the bathroom. The door was open, and Jack stood, his back to her, facing the sink.
"Jack, there you are." Rachel said, walking in.
"Hey," Jack said, pressing some tissue to his nose.
"Jack, what happened to you? It wasn't…" Jack nodded.
"Yeah, it was," he said soberly.
"Here, let me help you." The girl offered, getting some tissue and dabbing it at his still bleeding lip.
"Sorry if this hurts," she apologized, stepping closer to him. He let out a pain-filled gasp.
"Ow," he gasped out through clenched teeth.
Rachel took his hand, and he shivered. It was the same one his father had touched… But you could've been comparing night to day. Rachel's hand was warm and comforting, where as Chet's had been cold and hard.
"There," she whispered, gently squeezing his hand. "I did this for Eric the other day," she said, leaning even closer then they already were. Jack could feel her breath on his cheek, then it happened.
Rachel lightly kissed his swollen lip. Jack didn't know why he did it, but he deepened the kiss. Rachel pushed him up against the counter, and slid her arms around him.
Neither was sure how long the kiss lasted, it felt like heaven to both.
"Guys, I'm home!" Eric's voice could be heard from downstairs.
Instantly, they leaped apart, Jack running from the bathroom, mouthing as he did so:
"We'll talk later."
-
Shawn and Angela walked into his dorm room. Cory and Topanga were gone, and the two walked over to Shawn's bed.
"Where were we?" Shawn asked, sliding his arms around Angela.
"About here, I think." She said, kissing him. Soon, they were making out again.
Shawn's mood couldn't have been better. He was back together with the girl he loved, and he only had two day's worth of homework due!
"I hate to stop," Angela said around 15 minutes later as she pulled away. "But I'll only be a minute. I need to go get some chopstick."
Shawn nodded reluctantly. "Okay, hurry back."
She nodded, leaving the room.
Shawn sighed contentedly, staring up at the ceiling.
Abruptly, the door opened. "Angel--- Dad!" Shawn cried, seeing the man standing in the doorway.
"Nice to see you again, son." Chet said gruffly. "Want another present?"
"Shawn, what's…?" Angela's question stopped as she took in the seen before her.
"Angela, run!" Shawn yelled to her, leaping from the bed.
"This your girlfriend?" Chet asked, turning to face the girl. Chet grabbed his son, who'd just reached the door.
"You're not going anywhere." He whispered threateningly.
"Angela…" Shawn gasped out, before he was flung sharply at the nearest wall.
Chet glared at the both of them, before leaving.
His work here was done.
TBC?
[A/N
I probably could've done a better job with putting Shawn and Angela back together, but I couldn't think of one. I'm also having doubts about Jack and Rachel's kiss. I don't want there to be a fight between the three… On the other hand, that might be a nice subplot. What do you guys think? I need ideas!
Sorry there wasn't much drama in here, and next time they'll be more Feeny.
One more thing, after I'm finished, I was thinking about re-writing season five, and the last episode of season four. I'm a big Turner fan, and got this idea a couple days ago. It's nothing special, just what if Turner had been around for season five? Shawn went through a few big changes that year, with Jack showing up, and getting his first steady girlfriend. I have this vision of Him and Angela making out on Turner's couch every time he opens his apartment door. I know that Shawn didn't live with him but…
Great, I'm rambling again. Well, I'm also working on a few one shot stories also, so that's why this part was so slow in getting out. Anyways, if you leave a review (please do,) give me your suggestion if you have one, and what you think about that season five thing.
Great, this is gonna be longer then the fic at this rate. Well, Seeya!
Kasumi]