When Shawn and Juliet arrived at the airport, they headed straight to the ticket counter to pick up their tickets the chief had reserved for them. As soon as Shawn received his ticket he looked it over. Then he looked again.

"Oh, come on, Jules. Coach? Really? We are tracking a serial killer here. The least the department can do is get us first class seats."

"Stop complaining, Shawn. Just be happy you didn't have to pay for your own ticket."

"Fine. I just hope these seats aren't near the engine 'cause you can't hear anything there."

Juliet grabbed Shawn by the elbow. "Come on, Shawn. Let's go check our bags. I'm sure you can find somthing to whine about over there," Juliet said as she drug Shawn over to the baggage check.

Shawn and Juliet put their bags on the belt and then placed their shoes in a bin to go through the x-ray machine. The security guard looked through their suitcases to check for liquids. Juliet's suitcase passed, but the same couldn't be said for Shawn's.

"Sir, you can't take this with you," The security guard said while holding up a rather large bottle of hair gel.

"But I need it. That's my pineapple scented hair gel. I had to order it online because they don't carry it around here. If I don't have it, my hair will not be deliberately messy. It will just be messy messy." Shawn had a satisfied look on his face. He didn't think anyone could argue with that logic.

"I'm sorry, sir, but you have to throw it away. No liquids over two ounces are allowed on the plane." Upon hearing this Shawn's face fell.

"I'll throw it away but I won't be happy about it," Shawn grumbled as he walked over to the garbage.

Shawn was still mumbling curses under his breath as he walked over to where Juliet was putting her shoes back on. "What was that about? I saw you arguing with the security guard over there," Juliet said pointing at the security guard now telling a family they can't take their bottle of sunscreen on the plane.

"Nothing much, just that the stupid security guard made me throw away my hair gel. He really ticked me off. You should go flash him your badge and tell him that you are ordering him to allow me to take it."

"It's not that big of a deal, Shawn. It's just hair gel."

"It wasn't 'just hair gel', it was specially ordered, pineapple scented hair gel."

"Shawn, I'm sorry, but even if I wanted to I don't have the authority to make him let you take the gel. Let's go over to our gate. The plane should be boarding soon."

"I guess. I just really miss the gel." Shawn looked so sad Juliet couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"I know. Maybe there is a shop here that serves pineapple smoothies." This made Shawn perk up.

"What are you waiting for, Jules? Let's go!" Shawn darted off in the direction of the nearest cafe with Juliet on his heels laughing.

They bought their smoothies and headed to the gate. They sat and drank the smoothies until they were called to board the plane. They found their seats and buckled up. Shawn looked over at Juliet and saw a nervous expression on her face.

"Jules, are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine. It's just that I hate planes taking off. Once it's in the air I will be fine, but there's something about take-off that kind of freaksme out." Juliet couldn't believe she just told that to Shawn. She didn't like anyone to know her weaknesses; especially Shawn.

Shawn had never seen Juliet like this before. He didn't know how to react, so he just sat there quietly.

A few minutes later the engined began to roar. Juliet's hands tightened around the armrest until her knuckles turned white. She squeezed her eyes shut waiting to feel the plane move. What she didn't expect was to feel Shawn wrap his arm around her and place his hand in hers. She realized Shawn made her feel safe. He made her feel other things too, but she had never associated Shawn with anything remotely safe. As soon as the plane began to roll she burrowed further into his side. She kept telling herself it was only because she was afraid. It had nothing to do with the fact that she was closer to Shawn than she had ever been before.

Shawn didn't know if this was the best way to comfort Juliet, but he knew he had to do something. The only thing that made sense was to make her feel safe. Being able to hold Juliet had nothing to do with his decision. He just hoped she didn't smack him for holding her. He knew he was okay when she curled further into him. When she did he held her tighter.

When the plane began to lift off the ground, Juliet gripped Shawn's hand amost painfully. He began to whisper comforting things into her ear. She calmed down a little. He continued talking until the plane was in the air.

"Jules, it's okay. We're off the ground."

Juliet sat up and disentangled herself from Shawn's embrace. "Thanks, Shawn. I really don't know why that freaks me out so bad." Her voice was a little shaky, but she didn't know if it was from being scared or being so close to Shawn.

"Anytime, Jules," Shawn said smiling.

Juliet looked at Shawn and knew he meant it. The longer she looked the more certain she was that she needed to ask him about Abigail. She just wasn't sure how to do it. Finally she decided on the direct approach. "Shawn, are you and Abigail still together?" She hated the way her voice was shaking.

Shawn was startled by the question. He didn't know if he should give her a straight answer or try to change the topic. He really looked at her and when he saw the innocent, hopeful look on her face he knew what he needed to do. "We broke up a couple of weeks ago. She said I wasn't totally committed to the relationship and she was right. She told me she loved me and I didn't feel the same about her."

Juliet gave Shawn a sad smile even though inside she was jumping up and down. "Sorry, Shawn."

"It's not your fault. I think it was inevitable. She just wanted more than I could give her." The truth was the break-up was all Juliet's fault. If it wasn't for her, he could fall in love with Abigail. But he couldn't give his heart to Abigail when it already belonged to Jules.

This made Juliet a little sad because if he couldn't love Abigail, then he probably would never love her either.

"Shawn, do you mind if I sleep on the ride? I'm tired, but I could keep you company if you want."

"You can go to sleep. I'll probably just sleep too."

Juliet layed her head back on the headrest and was out within a few minutes. Shawn was asleep about ten minutes after that.

Juliet roused up when she heard the flight attendent telling everyone to prepare for landing. Shawn was still asleep next to her. While they were sleeping her head had moved onto Shawn's shoulder and Shawn's arm wrapped around her. She often dreamt about waking up in Shawn's arms, but under different circumstances. She tried not to think about how comfortable she was. Finally she decided she had to sit up.

"Shawn, we're here."

Shawn opened his eyes and looked out the window. Snow was everywhere. He put his hand up to the window and could feel it was cold. He was starting to regret coming until he looked at Juliet. She was looking out the window smiling as she wached small snowflakes hit the window. He couldn't believe something so small coud make her so happy. She had a look of wonder on her face that Shawn thought made her look like a kid on Christmas morning.

That look alone was enough to make the trip worth it.