Disclaimer: Ok so I am attempting to fix a lot of things, mainly my Updating flaw, details, and length. I hope it makes my story more interesting.
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Thank you all
Oh and I don't own Airplanes by B.O.B. I wish though, it's a great song.
Shawn was going beating himself up. How could he have been so stupid as to ruin the one night that would have forever changed his life. The only thing that kept his feet moving was the mere thought of seeing Juliet again.
He didn't know who long he was walking, all he knew was the sun was long gone and all he could hear was the dirt and stones he was kicking up. His eyes were peeled but, with nothing in sight, he was beginning to lose his mind.
For all he knew he was heading the wrong way, deeper in to no-man's-land. Stopping he looked to the sky mentally smacking himself silly. An airplane flew above his head, and thing of the song Airplanes by B.O.B, he closed his eyes and crossed his fingers.
"Please Please let me get back into town. Give me a sign or something. That's all I am asking, oh and if it is not too much trouble let me be able to get my bike back safe and sound."
He was greeted by millions of bright gas filled balls twinkling above his head. The plane was long gone and his only light from the full moon.
He stares at the moon before continuing his journey. As if some greater being was watching him the city light spread out in front of him, He had never been so happy to see the bustling city. With no idea how he had taken a wrong turn he walked into the nearest building.
Billy's Pub was busy for a Wednesday night. There were multiple bikers standing around the pool table. The few tables the pub owned was taken up with a group of drunken men. Shawn could see an engagement ring around one the men's finger and figure it was a bachelor party.
The knowledge that could be him soon cast a smile on his face. His spirits rose considerably and he headed over the bartender. The young man looked as if the job was beneath him. His eyes were frozen in a glare, his mouth set in a sneer and his posture, his arms laid atop the counter, suggested he was asking to be fired.
The bartender's brows rose in curiosity as Shawn stepped in front of him. "What do you want? Ain't it past your bedtime little boy."
Shawn's patience, for once in his life, was already at a low. 'Wonder what this punks business is' Shawn quietly thought to himself. "Yeah, hey I was wondering if I could borrow your phone." Deciding to ignore the guy Shawn counts the minutes till he was back in his loves arms.
The young man stares at the psychic, sizing him up before nodding towards the back. Shawn quickly thanks him and walks behind the bar.
Juliet couldn't believe her luck. She thought tonight was going to be the night. She has had multiple boyfriends in the past and she has only fallen this hard twice. The first had been with her childhood friend and though they had promised to meet up after she became a cop, he had sadly passed away.
With Shawn it had been different. She has only known him for six years and the minute she laid eyes on him she knew he was special. She never admitted it but she love his little kid attitude and how he befriended everyone he met, minus Lassiter of course.
So when she had backed up Lassiter at the station she felt like a monster. She had thought that he would be mad at her and want to break up, but Shawn had forgiven her. Though out the whole movie all she could think about was what would happen after wards. Only to realize Shawn had brought his bike with him and he would have to leave with it.
When twenty minutes had passed she began to worry. And when he called telling her he had crashed and was lost she could have hit him. Sighing she agreed to try to find him.
There is only four known dirt roads that are between the movie theater and the restaurant Shawn and her were going to met at. The first three had turned out to be a dead end but at the fourth and last she hit a jackpot.
At first she drove by it, not noticing the glittering metal at the side of the road, but as she turned around her headlights hit the abandoned bike head on. "There's the bike, now where's Shawn?" Juliet took out her phone for the hundredth time and tried calling Shawn.
Ring….Ring…Ring….Ring…You have reached Shawn Spencer. He can't come to the phone right now…Gus why are you on my phone…Because Shawn you use this for Psych and I don't want…Beep
"Shawn where are you I found where you turned off wrong and I found your bike. Now all I need to know is where are you? Please call me back." Ok so now she was worried
Gus and Shawn had been friends for longer than Gus can remember. Though at times Gus questions why he still hangs around Shawn, he can't deny that his life is a lot more interesting. Sure he has gotten in a lot of trouble; he has also gotten to know what true friendship was.
So he was truly glad his friend has fallen in love, especially with a wonderful girl like Juliet. Gus was really glad his friend was getting his life in order. He really worried about Shawn those years when the young man traveled the world and called Gus once a year.
Gus did feel bad about blowing up at Shawn, but he said was true. Shawn did have a habit of forgetting Gus had a life outside of helping him play psychic. Though no matter how hard he tried staying mad at him was impossible. The movie they saw, Grown Ups, was really good and put Gus in a even better mood.
So as he bid Shawn and Juliet a good night, he couldn't imagine anything that could make this night anyworse.
