Hello again! Here's the epilogue to "Forever"! Thanks again for all the reviews and support you all have given me; it means a whole lot!

And just a quick note: I will be leaving the country this week for a month, so I will not be writing anything during that time or replying to any of your reviews. I will be brainstorming, though, and will get to you reviews as soon as I can, don't worry! See you all then, and thanks in advance!

Warnings: Nothing but fluff in this chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Psych or anything else.

Without further ado, the short and sweet epilogue:

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FOREVER

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Epilogue: One Week Later

"I thought you said the turtle ate it!"

"No, no, Lassie; the turtle was actually framed. It was really the gerbil."

"Oh…that makes sense now."

"See? Told you it would!"

"Psychic" Shawn Spencer and Head Detective Carlton Lassiter walked down the main hallway of the SBPD station together, side-by-side and hand-in-hand. Chief Vick and Juliet had not forgotten the fact that Shawn had said Lassiter loved him, and as soon as the two men returned from Sacramento they were questioned in the actual interrogation room to determine the meaning of that statement. In the end, they'd decided it would be stupid to try and hide their relationship any longer, and had officially announced it to the station that day.

Juliet had been shocked, but after a few minutes of thinking it over she had decided to be supportive of her friends and tell them she was happy for them. Chief Vick had seemed surprised, but had also told them they had her blessing. Gus hadn't cared - he'd known already. Most of the police officers had been fine with it, as well, and Buzz had even congratulated them.

Lassiter had assured everyone that this relationship did not make him any less their superior, and Shawn had agreed to that, much to the Head Detective's surprise. In the end, it had all turned out fine, and they didn't have to save their kisses for the isolation of Lassiter's dimly-lit office anymore.

Still, for old times' sake, they sometimes stole away to the small room and locked the door behind them to ease each other's stress if it had been a long day.

Today had been a long day.

"So," Shawn said after his sharing of that ridiculous story from his 7th grade year, "are we going where I think we're going, Lassiefrass?"

"You bet we are, Spencer," Lassiter replied, his voice already getting gruff. He squeezed Shawn's hand and tugged slightly, speeding up his pace.

When they were safely behind the door, Lassiter embraced Shawn as tight as he possibly could and kissed the younger man long and hard. After a minute or so of that, they broke away for some oxygen, and instead of diving right back in again Lassiter simply wrapped his arms tightly around Shawn, burying his face in the spiky brown hair.

Shawn hugged the detective back. "What's this for?" he asked quietly, nuzzling into the strong chest.

"For being you," Lassiter replied, his voice muffled by Shawn's hair. "For forgiving me of everything. For helping me change. For promising to love me forever." He pulled back a little to look into the bright hazel eyes. "Especially that last one."

Shawn simply smiled and kissed Lassiter sweetly. "You bet," he said.

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THE END!