Save me San Francisco by Train
Shawn Spencer had been all around the world. You name it, he's been there. Once he left a place, there were no ties to even cut, just moving on to the next place. This was different though, this was his home. Santa Barbara had and always would be. But San Francisco would too, he reminded himself. "Home should be wherever you are." He had once said that to her, and it was true. Now she was in San Francisco, so he would go too. He had been stalling way too long. It was a wide beautiful world out there, but there was an even more beautiful girl that he needed to settle down with.
Trust Me by The Fray
"You're too young. When you're older, you'll understand."
Those words, or something along those lines, Juliet always seemed to hear. She was too young. Too young to have graduated high school a year early. Too young to be cop. Too young to have gone over to some of the detectives discussing a case, and give her opinion on the matter. Too young, after she had been right, to take the detective's exam, as her chief had advised her to do. But now she had proved them all wrong. Because she was the youngest (but not too young) ever to have scored so high in department history.
Breakfast in Bed by Train
"Jules? Jules, wake up."
"Huh?" Juliet blinked sleepily. "What time is it?"
"Six A.M.." Shawn winced when he saw her angered expression for waking her up so early on her day off. "Sorry Jules, but I couldn't wait, or the food would get cold."
"Food? You made me breakfast in bed? What for?"
"It's our anniversary, Jules. A year from today we made a bunch of tourists gape in Canada."
"It is? Oh my God, Shawn, I'm so sorry, I didn't even know!"
"That's okay, but hey, talk about defying gender stereotypes, huh?"
Electable (Give it Up) by Jimmy Eat World
"How many hats Shawn?" Shaw cruelly mimicked his father as he packed his bag. "You're gonna be a stupid fucking cop someday, yay!"
He threw a flannel shirt in the pile angrily. All his life, his dad had told him what to do, what to say, who to be. No more. He had his own voice, and was going to scream that he was leaving.
No Surprise by Daughtry
"Wow, I can't believe you and Marlowe are still together!" Was a sentence Carlton heard a lot. It was always a surprise to people. "Carlton Lassiter, in love with a convicted criminal? No way!" It seemed to make perfect sense to him though. Criminal or not, she was still his Marlowe. After all, wasn't love supposed to break all barriers? That's why, to Carlton, when she was finally released, and they said their I-dos, it was no surprise.
