A/N- Sorry again for the long wait. I was a little more picky about this chapter, and I'm still not entirely satisfied with the results. So let me know what you think.

Four Months Later

Their stays at the hospital were short with Juliet leaving after only five days and Shawn following her a mere week after that. Both of them surprised everyone with their miraculous recoveries from their encounter with Duffy. In fact save for a lone arm crutch under both of their right arms, aiding them as they walked on tortured limbs there was not a hint of that encounter left.

Less than a week after the whole ordeal the Chief called Juliet into her office. Juliet was shocked into silence when the Chief told her that she knew she and Shawn were in a relationship, at which point Juliet braced herself for the termination notice. It never came. Instead the Chief told her that while she still did not entirely condone her relationship with a private consultant, technically private consultants were exempt from the rules against inter-office romance. Eyeing the ring around her neck, the Chief then congratulated her before roughly kicking her out of her office.

She was on the phone with her mother that afternoon, her mother who did not even know Juliet was engaged yet because of their need for secrecy. Needless to say, she was thrilled that her only daughter was finally getting married, but still somewhat hurt that she had kept her engagement from her. After a long-winded explanation about the necessity of their secrecy, her mother let go, and progress toward the wedding moved at full speed.

Barely a month had passed before the guest list had been compiled, invitations sent out and the venue had been planned, and paid for. Her parents had even sprung for a wedding planner who spent three straight months sitting down with the couple, ensuring that their wedding was the practically impossible fusion of both their interests. Everything moved so smoothly that there were times that they were simply waiting for something to go wrong. With the exception of the near disaster that was the planning for the bridesmaids' dresses nothing ever did.

The morning of the wedding, the weather was overcast, which although it was bad news for their photographer, was good news for the wedding party that was swaddled in elaborate dark violet gowns and heat attracting black tuxedos. Nonetheless Juliet was still sweating when her father knocked on the door to her dressing room and told her it was time to get ready walk the aisle.

She walked slowly, just like she had rehearsed, though she wanted to run. Of course, her still sensitive leg probably would not have let her. As she walked into the wedding pavilion, Juliet had to contain her gasp of wonder. It was everything she could have ever wanted, and the collage of family and friends around her only cemented that fact. However after that brief minute, she barely even looked at them. Instead she chose to focus on her soon-to-be husband.

Even now she could tell from the look in his eyes that he was still hurting every bit as much as she was. Still he stared at her, his face glowing with his signature smile. She reached the altar a minute later, giving her father a parting peck on the cheek after he lifted her veil, before turning to face Shawn. They both mouthed a quick 'I love you' to each other, and the ceremony began.

Two hours later the new Mr. and Mrs. Juliet Spencer were in Shawn's car on their way to the airport where they would take the 4:15 to Vancouver, the place they had chosen for their honeymoon after Juliet explained its sentiment to a not-willing-to-argue Shawn. The first half of the ride to the airport was filled with a very uncomfortable silence, one that Shawn broke only when he could not take the quiet coming from his new bride any longer.

"What's on your mind?"

Juliet's head perked up from where it had been slouched on the far left of the passenger's seat at his question.

"Mhmm, what?"

"Come on, Jules. I may not be psychic, but I can still tell when something is bothering you."

Knowing she was caught, Juliet caved.

"Promise me, Shawn, that you will stop being so reckless."

"Where's this coming from?"

"I don't know, I was just thinking about what it's going to be like to be married to you, have kids with you, and with the way things have been going lately if you're lucky enough to survive into all their graduations, we may not be lucky enough to have none of your reckless behavior rub off on them."

"But you have to admit, it keeps life interesting."

"Yeah well, I don't know about you, but after what just happened, I'm ready to retire interesting for a while."

"But it's only thirty years old, if you retire it now, then it won't get Medicare."

Juliet laughed wholeheartedly in spite of the bad joke, then her face turned serious again.

"Shawn promise me."

"I promise."