Title: Proposal
Rating: K+

Summary: A proposal one shot I wrote before the finale.

Disclaimer: I disclaim things.

You guys! I got an interview for a school district. It's next week. I'm freaking out on and off.

Takes place in a fantasy timeline after season 8, not counting the finale obviously.

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Shawn had been trying to plan the perfect proposal for weeks. The ring was back to hiding in his Nintendo DS when he didn't have it on him. Every idea he came up with seemed too cheesy, not good enough, or impossible – proposing in space wasn't going to happen.

Henry had just bought a house and took over the Psych office, starting his own private detective agency. Shawn and Juliet were going down for the weekend to visit and attend his house warming party. On a whim, Shawn packed the Nintendo.

Shawn, Juliet, Gus, Lassiter, Marlowe, and six-month-old Lily attended the house warming party, which was more like a barbecue where Henry also received gifts useful for his new house. It was a cool, sunny day and the table and food was set up outside to take advantage of the nice weather.

Gus and Shawn sat at one end of the outdoor table seeing who could fit the most pretzels into his mouth, Lassiter was helping Henry with the grill – or arguing with him about grilling, and Marlowe passed Lily over to Juliet. Shawn knew Juliet was good with kids since she had about 47 nieces and nephews, he'd seen her interact with a couple kids involved with various cases; he had never actually seen her with a baby. All he could think of was their own baby, spending forever with her, and that gave him sudden clarity to his plans.

Gus hit Shawn's arm to try to get his attention back on the competition but Shawn was already chewing and then swallowing the pretzels. He drank some water, his eyes still on Juliet who was making silly faces to make Lily laugh. Gus watched as Shawn pulled the Nintendo DS out of his pocket, discreetly take off the back cover and palm the ring.

Shawn stood and walked to the other end of the table. Juliet was sitting next to Marlowe at the end of the table. Shawn sat in the chair at the head.

"Jules," he started to get her attention. He had not at all planned what he was going to say so he hoped it made some semblance of sense.

She finished giving Lily back to Marlowe and turned to look at him with a smile.

"You are my prize in the cereal box. You make me want to buy a car. And I really want to buy a car. I'll do that soon, I swear," he forced himself back on track, unaware that he had not only Juliet's attention but everyone else's as well. "You're it for me, sweetheart. I want to spend every day with you, making you laugh and sometimes annoying you. I want to argue about who was right about a case. I want to have tons of little babies that look just like you who we can teach to love pineapple. I know this isn't a romantic setting and it's not in a hot air balloon -"

"Just ask her already!" Lassiter told him impatiently.

Juliet laughed softly, happy tears filling her eyes.

Shawn slipped down out of the chair onto one knee in front of her. "Jules, will you marry me?"

"Yes!" Juliet nodded, beaming at her new fiancé.

Shawn slid the diamond ring onto her ring finger and kissed the back of her hand before rising to kiss her passionately yet appropriately for the setting.

Their friends and family congratulated them, hugs were given. They sat around the table when the food was ready, a bottle of champagne added to the spread in celebration.

"How long had you been planning that?" Marlowe asked, passing the plate of corn on the cob.

Shawn chuckled, "I actually didn't plan it. I've been trying to. I've had the ring with me for weeks but..." he trailed off as he turned to look at Juliet. "She was sitting there holding Lily and I just thought about how I wanted to have a tiny human person with her and I couldn't wait another minute to ask her to marry me."

"Awww," Juliet grinned and leaned over to kiss him.

"Lassie, you're in charge of bringing pineapple to the bachelor party," Shawn said, "Gus will plan everything else."

"You know that's right," Gus replied.