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All right, so how lame was it that Juliet and that Luntz guy were dating? He was totally old, and not Shawn! I was extremely upset, but then noticed a few things in the episode that makes me believe our beloved pseudo-psychic still has a shot.
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She watched Shawn jump up and down, waving her over to where he and Lassie were preparing to leave. She looked at him and shook her head no she couldn't come. She shouldn't go; it was ridiculous, because even though Shawn had never led them astray before, it was her job to stay. Wasn't it?
Now she was confused.
Should she stay with Luntz?
Should she leave with Shawn?
She marched purposefully over to Luntz, a grim look on her face and her mind already made up as to whom she had chosen.
"I have a job to do."
Then she was tearing off towards Shawn and her partner, knowing that although it wasn't really personal, Shawn would see it as a victory, and poor Luntz as a defeat.
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"I want you to be happy, Jules."
She looked back at him, certain that he was pulling one over on her and voicing it. He looked hurt and told her that he just wanted her to be happy, that she owed it to herself. His voice clearly told her that he had once thought he could make her happy.
He did make her happy.
He made her laugh and smile.
He made her feel better when everything seemed to be crashing down around her.
He protected her.
He was loyal to her.
He treated her like family.
She looked back at him, making a quip about bread and knew that she had made the right choice in leaving with Shawn.
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She stood in the doorway of Psych, Gus' shoes in hand and Shawn looked shocked. He was obviously not expecting her, and yet there was a mischievous glint to his eye.
She told him that she was returning Gus' shoes.
She was.
It was technically the truth.
Nevermind the fact that she could have dropped them off in the morning, or the next time that she saw the Psychic-Detective duo, or at least have changed out of her date outfit before coming over.
He just smiled and told her Gus had already cried over them, that there was no need.
She nodded slowly, explaining that Luntz had canceled their date when he commented on her dress. He obviously liked what he saw.
He was making her a little nervous.
She didn't know why, but there were butterflies dancing about in her stomach, and that's why, when she had started to walk away and he called out to her, she had spun around much faster than she should have if she was serious about being with Luntz.
Which she now knew that she wasn't.
Shawn had treated her like family, had wanted her to be happy.
He made her happy.
And as they walked towards the boardwalk, hot dogs in hand, she knew that she had made the right decision in leaving with Shawn.
Now all she had to do was to figure out how to leave Luntz.
Because she had found her happiness, in the most unlikely yet perfect place.
A charming psychic named Shawn Spencer.