Author's Note:

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P.S. I'm punk and dark enough to play her songs and rock out to them. Alright Avril Lavigne! :D

As Shawn shooed Eileen and Rigby away, they both walked down the steps to the golf cart, the sky now midnight blue with the stars and the full moon out.

Shawn chuckled and locked the door behind the two, she then gave a sigh and walked up the stairs, until a small beagle came from the kitchen, yawning happily with its' wagging tail.

"Hmm? Oh. Angel. I was worried about you for a little while." Shawn said, and knelt beside the beagle, rubbing between her ears that made the pup lick its nose happily.

She smiled and got up to walk into the country style kitchen and reached inside a cabinet to pull out some dog food, and poured some in Angel's bowl.

"There you go. Eat up. I'll get your water for you." she then reached over and grabbed a large cup and poured some water from the faucet into her other bowl, and shrugged.

"It'll do. No pooping or peeing, remember? That's what's the back patio's for." she stated, and walked away.

Shawn walked into the guitar/drum room that she showed Eileen and Rigby earlier, and walked up to a drum set of purple skulls, and reached down to pull out a pair of large headphones and black drumsticks.

"Hmm...she then grabbed her MP3 player from underneath and turned it on to only scroll through her music list, and soon picked out a song that she wanted to play.

She then began to play the same tempo of the drums at the same time once the song was playing.

(Sk8Er Boi by Avril Lavigne)

After a while she then finished, and then it turned to a different song, a song she suddenly forgot to delete.

She slowly blushed a bright red once it came on.

It was a song that Adam had sung once, but she had on her headphones to actually listen to him sing.

And she was the one that played the music.

(You press shift and enter to single space in here, in case you're wondering. :i)

"Oh, when the sunshine beckons to you
And your wings begin to unfold,
The thoughts you bring and the songs you sing
Are gonna keep me from the cold...

And if the sword is hidden among ya
And it's words may wound my soul
You can fill me up with what you got,
'Cause my heart's been keepin' old..."

...she didn't know...

"She is love
And her ways are high and steep
She is love
And I believe her when she speaks
Love
And her ways are high and steep
She is love
And I believe, I do believe her, when she speaks...

...You're in all my thoughts of passion
And the dreams of my delight
Whatever stirs my mortal frame
Will you keep it warm at night?"

She only gave a small smile and slowly put her drumsticks away.

"I don't know where you come from
No I haven't got a clue...
All I know is I'm in love
With someone who loves me too."

She gasped softly.

"She is love
And her ways are high and steep
She is love
And I believe her when she speaks
Love
And her ways are high and steep
She is love
And I believe, I do believe her when she speaks..."

She never thought that he liked her such a way. But, then again...she did know...she just thought that he should move on to someone else.

"She is love
And her ways are high and steep
She is love
And I believe her when she speaks
She is love
And her ways are high and steep
She is love
And I believe, I do believe her when she speaks...

I do believe her when she speaks...
I do believe her when she speaks...
I do believe her when she speaks..."

She suddenly got up, bolting from the room in one swift movement, the MP3 player now on pause. She jumped from downstairs and grabbed her jacket, stopping to open the door, grab her keys, close it behind her, lock it, and run out to the side to jump in her cherry red Dodge Challenger, and started it up, and soon drove off as fast as the car can go, tires screeching along the gravel.

Soon, her jacket buzzed on her thigh, making her gasp in surprise. She fished through her deep pocket for her phone while driving with one hand.

She gave a sigh, since the number popped up on her new dashboard, so she pressed the green button on it, putting her phone in the cupholder beside her.

"Hello?" she asked, her voice slightly cracked.

"Shawn? Oh, thank Gosh. I thought you had your headphones in." a voice said.

"What is it? I'm in a middle of a drama dilemma." she stated, and made a sharp turn around the corner of Marshall Avenue, a small, barely noticeable tear falling from her eye.

"What? No. It's Rigby. Didn't you hear about Mordecai?" he asked.

"No. What?" she pressed her foot on the gas pedal until she thought it was going to go through the floor, her heart rising up a little in her chest as if she was on a roller coaster ride.

"He's in the hospital. We're on our way. Benson just gave us the message. Mordecai's in a coma."

Shawn gasped and made another sharp turn around the corner, completely missing the car in front of her. Her tires squealed with a high pitch, making some cars suddenly stop, which let her zoom by like a red blur.

"What? What happened?" she demanded.

"We don't know. We're gonna be in the hospital in a little while because of traffic, and we're riding Skips' truck. But, we're about to go in the tunnel, so I'll call you soon." Rigby said, and hung up.

Shawn sighed and turned another corner, soon passing the park where Rigby and Mordecai worked at. Luckily for them, it wasn't destroyed at all.

Yet.

As Shawn came up to a hotel-like building, she pulled over and turned off her engine, grabbed her keys, and ran out the car, up the three steps, ran through the door and up the stairs, a white blurry vision to the manager, who just blinked and walked away with confusion.

Shawn ran up to the 5th level, and ran down the corridor, realizing that everyone was out except Adam, because he never liked going out on Friday nights to party, get drunk, and unexpectedly get laid within hours. Or minutes, if possible.

Shawn banged on his door, which caused him to yell.

"HOLD ON!" he screamed, and unlocked the door to come face to face with Shawn, and suddenly became a bright red walking stick.

"Oh. Uh...Shawn. Uh...didn't...expect you here." Adam stated, and opened the door wider. "Are you ok? Have you been crying?" he then walked up to her.

"We...we n-need t-t-to talk." she stuttered, wiping the tears away from her eyes.

"Um...ok. Come on in." he said, and led her in his apartment.

The living room was as big as Shawn's living room, but was a bright yellow with pictures of friends and family posted her and there. A leather couch with a blanket over it was against a far wall. Before the couch was a large, clean coffee table that only held folded clothes. A large flat screen tv was against the wall, along with a bookshelf on the right of the tv and stacks of video games and consoles on the left. A large portrait of Shawn wearing a puffy red dress was above the tv, making Shawn's cheeks turn a little pink. Beside the bookshelf was the kitchen, and behind the kitchen was his bedroom.

Shawn then stumbled with herself to take off her jacket, and Adam took it to go put it in the kitchen, while Shawn still stood there with red, puffy eyes.

As Adam came back, he had closed the door, leaving them in a room of darkness, but only the glow of the tv showed the two in eerily colors. Adam grabbed her hand and led her to the couch, letting her sit first.

"Ok," he said, squeezing her hand softly, "...what do you want to talk about?"

"...you."

"...I..." he gave a confused look. "...I don't...I don't understand-"

"Don't you see?" she stated, looking up at his eyes of chocolate brown, but looked like black marbles of darkness, "...I...I love you Adam. I just realized that."

"...wha?" he was definentally confused now.

Shawn sighed. "Adam, ever since I kissed you when we first met, I had a small crush on you. But, when I searched through my MP3 player, it randomly played this song that you sang a few years ago."

He blushed a dark shade of red and lowered his head, letting his hair cover his embarrassed face.

"And surprisingly, I loved it, but not as much as I love you." Shawn looked down and blushed with embarrassment.

"..." Adam looked up at her and took his hand to lift her chin up with his finger.

"...Shawn." he whispered to her.

"...mmm...maybe...maybe I should just leave..." Shawn stated.

"No. Don't." he stated.

"...ok."

They looked at each other's lips, before slowly leaning in and almost touching with passion.

Until a knock was at the door.

Both of them stopped, looked at each other, and blushed away madly, turning from each other.

"Uh, who is it?" Adam called out.

"It's us, sweetie!" the voice called, followed by giggling and slurred mumbling.

Shawn furrowed her eyebrows together.

"...sweetie?" she stated.

"...oh. They're just friends. I got this." he then got up and walked up to the door and opened it, letting the light of the hallway through.

Soon, mumbling, groaning and giggling were heard, Shawn sitting in the darkness, as usual.

"Not tonight. Tomorrow night." he said.

"Aww..." female voices were heard, followed by whining and griping. "But we want to be with you."

"I know, but I have a friend inside. I don't think I'm just going to leave her while we're getting freaky in the back."

Shawn only raised an eyebrow.

"What the...?" she mouthed to herself.

One girl only growled and kicked the door wide open, and stepped in to face Shawn, and snarled at her. Two more came in, but both were autumn colored hair with light skin color, although one of them wore glasses and the other was a robin.

"Oh. ...you." she slurred.

"You." Shawn said with disgust. "I thought you went to hell."

The girl was a light blond girl, who had glassy green eyes. She wore stripping clothes: fishnet stockings, short skirt, a tangled, drink-spilled-on tank top of blue, and black heels.

Shawn only shuddered and stuck her tongue out at her, making the blond gape at her.

"Alright. Helen, be nice to her." Adam said, closed the door, and flipped the switch, turning on the lights, which made the three cover their eyes.

Shawn scoffed and smiled. "Aw, is Helen stwill afwaid of the bwight wights? Aww...so swad." she then nodded her head and laughed.

Helen only growled before jumping at Shawn, who gave a squeal of surprise, and both of them began to fight with tooth, nail and skin.