"Gus! Help! Can't... breathe..."
Juliet shot up in bed, confused at Shawn's outburst.
"Shawn?! Are you alright?"
"Yang! Help!" Shawn started gasping, scratching at his throat feverishly.
"Shawn! It's alright..."
Now he was hyperventilating.
"Shawn!" she shouted, slightly scared.
Shawn suddenly stopped struggling, his breath slowly returning to normal.
"Are you okay?"
Shawn's head snapped up. "Crap. You saw that?"
"Uhm, yeah! You had me scared to death!"
"Sorry. You know the whole can't-forget-anything? Yeah, well, sometimes, I have these sort of strange dream "memories"..." he explained.
"Aw, Shawn. I'm so sorry. But you're ok. I'm here for you."
"Thanks."