Kinda just randomly got the idea for this and decided to write it out as a study break, let me know what you think!

"Jules I'm…I'm quitting Psych."

"What?" She asked, snapping her head up from her computer to look at him. "Why?"

"It's Abigail." He answered quietly, similarly to how he told her on the night of his first date with the one who got away. "She said we could only be together if I stopped chasing psychopaths, and…I am."

She nodded, unable to fully process and hated herself for letting tears that were always so near the surface lately pool in her eyes. She rose abruptly and started towards interrogation—the only room she could think of where she would be alone. She stepped into the viewing room and tried to compose herself in the corner when she heard the door quietly open and shut.

"Juliet."

"Is that what you truly want?" She asked, turning to face him, eyes dry. "That, her, quitting Psych, is that what you really want, is that what makes you happy? Truly happy?"

"Jules—"

"Answer me!" She manipulated her tone so it sounded like an order, but in reality she was pleading with him.

"Yes!" He answered emphatically, but she saw doubt creep in his eyes. "No—I don't know. What do you care, anyway?"

"What do I care?" She sighed heavily, tears flooding her eyes. "Shawn I love you. I was in love with you and getting over you was the hardest thing I've ever done—Yang notwithstanding." She hadn't even begun to process everything that had just happened with that psycho. "But if that's what you want, if she's what truly makes you happy then go, please, marry her and I genuinely wish you every blessing because I want you to be happy Shawn.

"But before you go, I have to ask: Why her? Why not me?" She choked on a sob and he started to move toward her but she put up a hand to stop him. "Because I looked at you and saw us, and it was beautiful. Shawn you're everything I never knew I always wanted and quite a few of the things I knew as well.

"I realized too late that I loved you, but did you ever love me? Did you ever truly care about me?"

"Yes." He breathed, and with that one syllable her heart broke all over again.

"And does she make you feel better than I did? Do you love her more? Because if the answer is no then pick me. Choose me. Love me."

"Jules, I—"

She ran out of the room before he broke her heart again. She knew that tone. She got in her car and drove away, Carlton and the Chief wouldn't question her, they'd think it was because of Yang. She should've known. He'd picked Abigail over her twice now, why not a third. She sped home and locked herself in her apartment, letting herself fall apart before she tried to piece herself back together yet again.

An hour and a pint of ice cream later she heard a knock at the door.

She saw his motorcycle through her window and didn't bother trying to cover up the fact she'd been crying, but instead opened the door to reveal Shawn.

"You stole that line from Grey's Anatomy."

She looked at him with surprise. "You'd have to watch it to know that." She didn't know what else to say. She didn't know why he was here, why he was doing this to her, torturing her.

He smirked. "You got me, I have a weakness for medical dramas."

"Shawn, why are you here?" She sighed, unable to keep up the façade.

"Isn't it obvious?" He asked brightly before the look in his eye softened to the one she'd only seen before they talked very closely. "I pick you." She felt weak in the knees and a smile so big reached her face that it almost hurt as her eyes filled with tears. "Juliet, I was a fool for letting you get over me, for not choosing you the first time, but let me make it up to you. Let me pick you and choose you every time from now on because Jules I have never stopped loving you and if you're willing to fall for me one more time I promise you I'll catch you. I'll even rent one of those giant circus nets or one of those crash pad things they use for stunts in movies, or—ooh—maybe—"

"Shawn." She interrupted.

"Right, I'm getting off point." He shook his head to clear it and stepped close, placing a hand on her cheek. "You are what makes me happy. Juliet I would quit Psych for you in a second and never regret it, but I think maybe part of the reason I love you is because I know you won't ask me to. Because you see me for me and you said yourself that you look at me and see us.

"You are beautiful. You are so beautiful and you make me want to be a better man so there can be a beautiful us.

"Love me Juliet, because I promise I'll pick you every time."

She smiled and nodded, words caught in her throat, and he kissed her with a passion and tenderness that healed the brokenness inside.

"I love you Shawn." She whispered as they broke apart. "Thank you, for finally picking me."

"Forevermore."