Shawn lay in bed next to his girlfriend of over a year, thinking about how long it had taken them to get to this point. Wondering about all the moments they missed and all the time they could've had together if one of them had made a move. But as he looked over at this perfect girl beside him he couldn't help but think about how well it had all worked out. He vaguely remembered something his father had told him years ago that related to his train of thought

The two Spencer men had been sitting together in an old car in their old highschool, and he had been questioning some decisions he made as a kid, though he later realized that's not what he was talking about at all.

"I just keep wondering. Like, what if I'd made a different choice? Y'know like on a particular night, in one of these moments. Who would I be now?

Well, I suspect that you wouldn't be you."

I suddenly dawned on him that maybe the same logic applied to all the moments he had missed with Jules. He thought about all the times he could have made a move on her, could have kissed her and wrapped her up in his arms, could have saved her from that god forsaken clock tower like he wanted to, could have finished one of his romantic speeches, anything that would have moved them forward. But as he lay there, the girl of his dreams wrapped in his arms he couldn't think of a better outcome. So he was glad he missed those moments, because if he hadn't he wouldn't have wound up where he was.

With that final thought in his head he drifted off to sleep.