[[Author's Notes:
Thank you all, so much, for sticking with me through this, everyone! It is one of the pieces I've written that I'm fondest of, and so I'm glad to see it done: and SO MANY hits, reviews, favorites: it's mindboggling. I feel at home in this fandom, and I want to say thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for your continued support and awesomeness.
Special thanks to fmapreshwab, who gave me this idea, and who serves as a sounding board for my fic insanity. :D
Okay. So you know how, on the show, the episodes sometimes end with a "PSYCH-OUT", or outtake? I got this idea for an outtake several chapters ago and just couldn't resist writing an outtake for my fic. I hope I'm not the only one that finds it funny. ;)
Again. Thank you all. There will be a sequel to this, it's in the plotting stages, and it's going to be Elske's First Case!Fic and it's going to be awesome. So keep a lookout, dear readers.]]
[[&Outake!]]
Shawn's in the SBPD, hanging about Lassiter's desk, annoying him – as always, even if there is much more of a flirting, teasing tone about it these days. Gus hovers nearby, rolling his eyes at Shawn's double-entendres.
The sound of Juliet's giggling is enough to startle Shawn away from his conversation: he hasn't heard her giggle like that since the last time she hinted for details about him and Lassiter.
He turns his head just in time to see Juliet, talking to a tall willowy brunette. The other girl says something, and Juliette giggles again, gives her a playful shove against the faux-stucco wall.
And Shawn remembers what Juliet said once, about people being shoved up against walls, and his eyes go very, very wide. "Dude, that is so hot," he says, interrupting all the conversation around him.
Lassiter's on his feet with one hand reaching for his gun. "That's not hot. That's my sister."