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Hey guys, I am back. My Christmas was wonderful and I hope that yours was as well (or whatever holiday you celebrate) and I got the first season of Psych on DVD so now I am totally inspired on my Shules fic. And I hope you are all still with me. Here we go.

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Juliet was excited. Not, oh-my-goodness-I-am-about-to-go-on-Space-Mountain-for-the-first-time-excited but excited. She was going to go on a date for the first time in a long time. She had met Kyle on one of her days off in the park and they had hit it off. He was funny and interesting and smart, and she had instantly been attracted to him. He had dark hair and bright blue eyes and she was captivated every time she looked at him.

"Hello Juliet, are you ready?" he asked as he appeared at her door, dark jeans and a green polo adorning his frame.

"Hi, yeah." She replied distractedly. His polo reminded her of a certain, tall, dark, handsome, green eyed psychic that she knew and it was sending all sorts of butterflies and week-kneed messages to her body and she knew that it was wrong to be this affected by a man that she worked with when she was on a date with another man. A man that she liked perfectly fine and who was attractive, but he wasn't Shawn.

She gently swung into his car and they sat in silence as he drove down to a spot that Juliet recognized immediately and held a special place in her heart.

"This is a great little diner, I go here a lot." He told her as he parked the car in the parking lot and got out of the car, jogging around the hood to reach her door and open it for her.

"Yeah, I uh, I know this place, I come here a lot too, I can't believe I've never seen you." She replied with a soft smile, quickly regaining her footing and getting over the shock that the pair of them both frequented the diner where she had first met Shawn.

"Its odd isn't it?" he replied with a smile of his own and she nodded.

"Shall we?" she asked as they reached the door and he smiled down at her.

"Ladies first." He opened the door and held it for her as he swept his arm out in a gallant attempt to be gentlemanly. She found it sweet, and a little irritating. It made her think of Shawn and how, while he was hyper and annoying and incredibly distracting, he was a gentleman with her, most of the time, but he wasn't so over the top with it. He didn't treat her like an invalid, he treated her like a real human being with thoughts and feelings, but he was polite to her, treated her like an equal, with a special moment here or there. She liked Shawn's approach better, and wasn't it funny that she kept thinking of Shawn when she was on a date with another man?

"So how often do you come here?" he asked her when they had sat down in a booth towards the back.

"Oh at least once a week, I met a good friend of mine here and I guess this place just holds fond memories that's all." She knew that it was a lame explanation, but it was the truth and she felt that it was always best to go with the truth on a first date.

"Hmm, and I just like the breakfast food." He replied with a small chuckle that set her to giggling as well.

"Well, the breakfast food is amazing, definitely something to come here for." She agreed.

"Hi, my name is Diane and I will be your server today, what can I get for you?" their waitress came up and greeted them, a pad of paper and a pencil in her hand.

"Uh, I will have your breakfast special, with the bacon, and the lady will have the same." Replied Kyle before Juliet could even open her mouth and when Diane had left she gave her date a sharp look.

"I don't like bacon." She informed him and he smiled over at her.

"Don't worry, you'll love this." He told her as though it were an obvious answer and her look sharpened even more. She couldn't believe that this man was ordering for her when he didn't even know what she liked. Shawn would never do that.

"How could you possibly assume that I…?" she started but she was interrupted by the jingle of her phone.

"Excuse me." She told him as she pulled it out of the pocket of her jeans and flipped it open. It was a text message, from Shawn.

'Hey Jules, who's the stiff?'

She smiled at the question, and yet she was a little disturbed by it, where was he? She looked around the diner, but she didn't see her psychic friend anywhere.

'Where are you? And he's my date.'

She sent in reply to him, texting as quickly as she could.

"What was it?" Kyle asked her, leaning across the table to get a look at the screen of her phone. She quickly pulled it away from his prying eyes.

"Now that would be telling, wouldn't it?" she asked him coyly, trying to distract him as best she could.

"Well, I suppose it would be, but I'm only curious." He smiled and she found herself smiling back.

"Tell me something about yourself." She started, thinking that maybe he wasn't so bad after all.

"Well, my parents are still together, they live down in Miami, retired there. I have two younger sisters and an older brother. My youngest sister Annie lives in Aspen, she's a ski instructor, my other sister Martina lives in New York City, she's a dancer with the rockettes and my brother Anthony lives in Kansas City, he's a pharmaceutical director out there, and he's pretty successful. I was born here in Santa Barbara and I have never lived anywhere else. I am a personal trainer and…" he started, never taking a breath and she nodded in all the right places and smiled at the right times, but she wasn't really listening, and so when her phone vibrated in her hand, she took the time to look down at it as he babbled on, now looking out the window.

'Looks like a boring date.'

She smiled, then texted him back.

'It kinda is, but that isn't nice to say.'

Her phone vibrated a second time and she looked down at it and had to slap a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing aloud.

He had sent her a picture of himself, pursing his lips and rolling his eyes. He looked adorable.

She quickly looked up at her date only to see him standing up.

"Where're you going?" she asked him quickly, wondering if he had told her or not.

"Bathroom, I'll be right back." He told her as he left, not looking back.

She stared at him for a moment until he disappeared from sight and then picked her phone up and quickly took a picture of herself with a slightly scolding look on her face and then sent it to Shawn.

Just seconds later she received a text.

'R u scolding me, Jules?'

She giggled.

'Maybe a little.'

"Hey, I'm back." Interrupted Kyle but Juliet didn't even look up; Shawn had sent her another text.

'Why r u still on that date?'

'Cause it'd be rude 2 leave.' She responded, ignoring Kyle's attempts to get her attention.

'Jules, he's a stiff, come outside and see me.'

She smiled and shook her head.

"Should I leave you two alone?" asked Kyle, anger seeping into his voice as he looked at his date. She looked up in surprise and blushed a deep pink.

"I'm sorry, it's just, its work related and I needed to pay attention, were you saying something?" she replied, skipping over her rule of no lying and making up a fib off the top of her head.

"Should you leave?" he asked, his anger becoming concern.

Juliet quickly weighed her options. One, she could stay on this incredibly boring date with a guy she didn't even really like (even if he was cute) or two, she could get up, leave, pretend to make a date for later and then cancel at the last minute so that she could go and hang out with Shawn, just like his text asked her to do.

She didn't need to think about it.

"I should really get going." She started to stand up, grabbing her purse and Kyle stood up as though to follow her.

"Oh, no, its okay, my partner is coming to get me, here, let me chip in for brunch, I am so sorry about this." She started to pull out her wallet, but he held a hand up to stop her.

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it." He offered and she smiled.

"Thank you, really, and I am sorry about this."

He smiled at her and waved a hand as if to dismiss the subject, she smiled, thanked him again and walked quickly to the door, swinging it open and practically running out of the diner.

"Jules!" Shawn called to her; he had been sitting at a table set outside the diner, for fresco dining.

"Hey Shawn, take me out of here?" she asked and he smiled.

"You got it." He quickly jumped up, grabbing his bike helmet off the table before him and joining her.

"Where're we going?" he asked and she shrugged.

"Anywhere that isn't here, can you give me a ride?"

"Sure, I know just the place." He replied as he took her hand and led her over to his bike.

"Have you ever ridden before?" he asked her as he caught the look of apprehension on her face.

"Um, once, but I was twelve and my dad was driving, so he went really slow." She shrugged, her voice betraying her slight fear of the powerful metal before her.

"Don't worry, I am very experienced, this bike is my baby, or something equally as precious sounding and I'll be very careful." He replied and she grinned, knowing that he was being as serious as he possibly could be.

"Okay."

"Here, you have to wear this." He told her, holding his helmet out to her as he swung a leg over his beloved machine.

"Sure." She took the silver helmet from him and slid it over her head, tightening the strap under her chin. Shawn looked over his shoulder at her and smiled, she looked adorable in his helmet.

"C'mon." he gestured her over and she slowly slid a leg over the machine, securing herself in behind him and wrapping her arms around his leather clad waist. He smiled even wider to himself as her entire body molded into his back; her arms warm against his stomach.

"Hold on Jules." He called to her as he started the bike and then revved the engine. He peeled out of the parking lot and chuckled when Juliet screamed both in fear and in exhilaration. She now understood completely why Shawn enjoyed driving this thing. It was the most freeing experience that she had ever had.

He sped up a little more than necessary and her grip tightened on his waist considerably, she all of a sudden wasn't so comfortable. He smiled at her tightened grip and slowed his speed just a little before pulling a hand off the handles of his bike and laying it gently across her slightly shaking arms, rubbing the smooth skin of her arms and hands to soothe her.

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Shawn slowed down as he turned onto a dirt road, and Juliet was starting to wonder if maybe they were just lost until he slowed to a complete stop and turned off the engine.

"Where are we?" she asked as she pulled the helmet off of her, and ran her fingers through her hair to try and fluff it back up from its flattening experience under the helmet.

"My dad and I came camping up here once, its really beautiful, but watch out for the raccoons, they like to stalk people." He shuddered noticeably at the mention of the raccoon, but Juliet didn't mention it as he slid off his bike and held out a hand to help her down. She gladly took it, knowing that her balance was going to be off by quite a little bit and when she slid off the bike she was proven right, and even Shawn's hand wasn't enough to keep her completely balanced. She stumbled, running right into his leather clad chest and he grabbed her arms to steady her, letting her anchor herself against his body, his arms never leaving her until they were both sure that she was steady on her feet.

"Thanks." She murmured as she finally got her footing.

"Sure." He nodded, a smirk on his lips as he slowly let his hands slide from her arms down to her waist and over her hips before he pulled them back to his sides. Officially on cloud nine at the sight of her so affected by that simple touch and exchange.

"C'mon, lets see if its still here." He told her, his voice a little hyper as he took her hand and dragged her off towards the woods.

"See if what's still here?" she asked him and he looked over his shoulder with a smile.

"When Gus and I were seventeen we came up here and buried a time capsule." He told her and she smiled back at the excited tone of voice.

"Where'd you bury it?" she asked him and he stopped, her hand still planted firmly in his.

"I have no idea." He admitted and she laughed.

"Of course not."

He shrugged and took off in a different direction, dragging her along behind him.

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After several hours of searching they had finally found the time capsule and opened it. Inside were only three things: a slip of paper that read "Burton "Gus" Guster and Shawn H. Spencer present, The Amazing Capsule of Time, a rock that had a number carved into it that Shawn refused to divulge the meaning of, and a picture. It was Shawn and Gus, in their graduation gowns, wide smiles on their faces and promises of the future in their eyes. Juliet had never seen either of them so happy and she doubted that she ever would again.

"It's a good capsule Shawn." She told him as they shared a rock, their legs swinging over the edge of the large granite slab, Shawn's arms around Juliet's shoulders, her leaning into him, leaning over the picture to look at it.

"Well, it only makes sense to me and Gus." He replied with a shrug and she smiled up at him.

"That's what makes it special."

He grinned at her, knowing now in his head what he had always known in his heart. She was perfect for him.

"You really are something else, Jules." He told her and she blushed a bit, ducking her head in embarrassment.

"Hey." He hooked two fingers under her chin and brought her face up to look at him, their breath mingling in the centimeters that separated their lips.

"You don't have to be embarrassed."

She just smiled and he leaned in just a fraction of a centimeter and when she didn't pull away he closed the space, their lips touching softly, gently for just a few seconds before he pulled back.

"Sorry." She had leaned in, but he still felt as though maybe she didn't want it, at least not like he wanted it.

"About what, I would have kissed you back if you hadn't pulled away." She replied and he gave her a crooked half-smile before leaning back in and capturing her lips for a second time.

Who would have guessed that a diner could bring people together?