A/n:  I'm really enjoying writing this!  Not totally sure where this is headed yet (got a few ideas)!  Guess I'll just have to see.  Please keep reviewing!  Also, does anyone know Shawn's middle name?  I'm sure they told us on the episode where he and Cory snuck up to Feeny's cabin in the mountains….

"Out with the joker, Shawn!" Jess exclaimed, as she threw a card onto the table.  The game of 500 was getting quite heated, yet still friendly, and Shawn was having a wonderful time.

"Who says I've got it?" Shawn replied with a smirk over the top of the cards he was playing with in his hands

They were interrupted by a sudden, sharp knock on the door, and glancing at the clock over the stove, Shawn was surprised to see that seven had rolled around already.  Shawn caught Chet's face turn stern for a moment, but quickly a beaming smile was back in place.

"Well, Shawn, time to go already?  Hasn't that gone quick!  I'll get the door!"

"It's alright, Dad, I'll go," Shawn replied, standing up from the table and pushing his chair back. 

"It's alright, son," Chet said, and was at the door before Shawn had made it any further.  "Jonathan, Jonathan, come in!"

"Uh, thanks," Jon said, ducking his head as he stepped into the trailer.  "Chet," he said with a brief nod of acknowledgement.  Then Jonathan performed a desperate, yet short, scan of the trailer for Shawn.  When he saw him standing by the table, unharmed, with a smile on his face, Jon felt both relieved and anxious.  Had the evening gone a little too well?

"Hey, Jon," Shawn replied, feeling a little awkward.  Then, desperate to break the silence, he remembered Jessica.  "Jon," Shawn said, turning to look at Jess, who was sitting behind him.  "This is Jessica, Jess this is…"

"Jonathan Turner," she replied with a smile of recognition. 

"Jessica Porter.  Never thought I'd see you again…" Jonathan remarked, with an amazed grin on his face.

"Evening, Jonathan.  How have you been?" Jess asked, standing up from her seat, and moving over to join the rest of them.

"Great.  And yourself?"

"Alright.  And how's Eli?" Shawn caught the hint of a laugh in her voice, and wondered what that was about.  Shawn could only guess how the two knew each other.

"He's good too." Jon shook his head in disbelief.  "What on earth are you doing here?"

Jessica's face fell for a moment, and then perked up again as she said "Oh, you mean in America?  Got a little bored at home, thought I'd try my luck over here."

"Well, then, Shawn, time you went home.  You've got school tomorrow," Chet suddenly interrupted.  The look on his father's face disturbed Shawn, but he quickly pushed it a aside.  His father was obviously much better – not one raised word all night, and no empty bottles in sight.

"Well," Jonathan said, taking the not so subtle hint, "we had better be going before my bike vanishes.  Nice to see you Jess, perhaps we can catch up another time?"

"That'd be nice," Jess replied, packing up the cards.

"Chet," Jon nodded at Shawn's father, as he handed the boy his helmet. 

Chet barely acknowledged the gesture, but turned to Shawn and exclaimed "Well, Shawnie, you come back and visit again soon!"

Shawn could hardly wait to get back to the apartment and interrogate Jon about how he knew Jess.  The whole way back he racked his brains for anything Jon had said in the past, but nothing seemed to fit.  After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably on fifteen minutes, they were walking back into the apartment.  Eli was there, lazing on the sofa as usual.  Shawn could've sworn the man spent more time on their sofa than Shawn and Jon combined, and he didn't even live there.  Before Shawn could even ask about Jess, Jon announced, as he placed his helmet on the table by the door as always, and hung the keys on the hook, "You'll never guess who I just saw!"

"Well, from the grin on your face, I'm guessing Catherine Zeta-Jones, or Judge Judy," Eli said, with a knowing look.

"Judge Judy?" Shawn said in disgust, looking at Jonathan.  "You like Judge Judy?"

"I never said I liked Judge Judy!" Jonathan announced, stabbing an accusing finger in the air in front of his friend.  "I said that she didn't look bad for fifty odd.  I did not say I thought she was hot!"

"Whatever, man.  Who you put on your top ten list has nothing to do with me…" Eli held up his hands in mock surrender.

Jonathan rolled his eyes, and turning his back on Eli, he headed for the kitchen.  "Fine, I won't tell you, not that you'd be interested in the fact that, oh, what's her name, uh..  oh that's right, Jessica Porter is in town…"

"Jessica Porter!" Eli leapt from his seat, and raced into the kitchen after Jonathan.  "You saw Jess?!"

Shawn followed close behind, still just as confused as to who Jessica was to the two of them.

"Yep, but you know, you're obviously not that interested…" Jon teased, as he casually went about making a pot of coffee.

"English Jessica Porter?!" Eli didn't seem to be quite grasping what Jonathan was saying.  Shawn was starting to get frustrated.  He already knew Jessica's name!

"Yes.  The 'Eli, you're simply charming, but I must have tea and scones with the queen' Jessica Porter," Jon replied, faking a British accent.

Eli shook his head and laughed.  "Where?"

"Chet's place…"
"That's it!  How do you two know Jess?!" Shawn finally demanded, unable to wait a second longer.  Jonathan glanced at Eli as he continued to make the pot of coffee, and Eli shrugged. 

"Jon!  Bud, come on!" Shawn all but whined, leaning his elbows on the lounge side of the kitchen counter, right in front of Jonathan so he couldn't just ignore him.  Jonathan paused, as if considering if this was really such a good idea.

"You've got to give him something," Eli finally interrupted the tense silence.

"Alright," Jon resolved himself to it, and Shawn got the feeling that Eli had just given Jon permission to tell the tale.  "Eli and I met Jess on a trip we did to Europe a few years back.  We spent a year over in Manchester teaching, and Jessica was a trainee where we working at St Vincent's."

"She's a teacher?" Shawn asked in surprise.  Jessica had hardly seemed the type to handle a whole class of students.

"Yep.  Anyway, let's just say that Eli decided he was madly in love with her, and was going to get her to go out on a date anyway he could.  And, from memory, I think he tried every single move known to man, but Jess brushed him off everytime."

 "Whatever, bud.  It was only a couple of times…besides, it's not like you didn't try!"  Eli accused.

"Me?  Never!  You know I'd never do a thing like that to you, my best friend in the world!" 

Eli raised an eyebrow at him in disbelief.

"Well, maybe just the once…"