Okay, so I probably lied when I said I would be posting when I got the chance. I completely forgot that I would need a computer to write or post new chapters. So sorry about that.

here is some lovely Shules-ness for you guys :-)

Enjoy!

They sat up late eating their dinner, complementing Mrs Guster and talking about Christmas memories.

"When I was little, my mom and I used to do our Christmas-shopping together.

Then we would go home and make Christmas cookies and listen to Simon and Garfunkel.

My mom loved them."

She gave a chuckle and continued:

"We did it every Christmas until Lloyd came in the picture. Then she would always be too busy."

Shawn held her hand and began telling her his story.

"I never had that. My dad used to take me to the mall at Christmas, but he would just make me close my eyes or make me find out what everyone had bought for Christmas. I never said it to him, but I used to like it. When I was young anyway."

"You have a great dad. He may not always show it, but he loves you. You do know that right?"

"I guess he never was the ''Let's build a tree-house together'' kind of dad, but he definitely cares."

He looked in to Juliet's beautiful face and leaned forward to kiss her. He felt her hair under his hand, but a few seconds later Juliet broke the kiss.

"That's a good Christmas present." She whispered.

"Oh that reminds me."

Shawn stood up and took the present and the envelope and put it in her lap.

"Is that for me? You didn't have to."

"Of course I don't have to. I want to. Now open it." His eyes twinkled and he played nervously with his hands.

Juliet ripped the wrapping paper off and saw a box. She opened it and gasped when she saw what was in it. A thin gold chain with a heart decorated with small turquoise diamonds on it.

"Oh Shawn. It's beautiful! It must have cost a fortune."

Shawn smiled and hung the necklace around her neck.

"I always thought you look good in that color."

"Thank you Shawn. I have a gift for you too, but it's home. Shawn, this is the most beautiful moment we've ever had."

"It may get better. You haven't opened the envelope yet."

"Oh right."

Juliet opened the white envelope and saw a letter.

Hi Jules!

I love you. And I mean that, I really do.

I want to spend the rest of my life with you...

Juliet looked up from the letter and stuttered.

"Shawn, I..I'm not ready for marria..."

"Just read it, please." Shawn interrupted her.

But I know neither of us is ready for marriage yet. So I'll make an offer.

My rent is up in February and I'll have to move in with my dad. Or Gus. But most likely my dad.

If you want to, I will move in with somebody else than my dad. Or Gus. Maybe a female person who I happen to love. Not my mom. Someone younger, like somebody your age. Or your looks. Or even somebody with your personality. So I guess I'm asking you to accept my offer of a room-sharing contract...

The rest of the letter went unread.

"Of course Shawn. You can move in when I'm out of the hospital."

"Are you sure? I mean you can have some time thinking about it, you know maybe list all the pros/cons?"

Juliet chuckled and answered:

"Shawn, I have made up my mind. In fact... Can you hand over my purse?"

Shawn reached for her purse, feeling a lot less tense than before.

"Thank you."

She searched it for a moment and finally found what she was looking for. A piece of paper with his name written on it. She handed it to him with an excited and shy smile.

Shawn read the note and his whole face smiled when he had finished reading it.

Shawn, I am really nervous writing this so please excuse my handwriting.

I'm not even sure I'll give it to you, but if I do that means that we are having a strong and good relationship.

I love you more than you'll ever know and I need you in my life to be happy. I really do. I know it sounds corny and a little crazy but it's true. I want us to always be together.

Yours, Juliet

Shawn held the letter tightly in his hand.

"Jules, I love you, you're my whole life and I want us to have little Pineapple Juniors running around in our beach-house with Gus being their babysitter. You know I can't leave him alone, I'm planning on letting him live in our basement. You don't think that will be too cruel but..."

Juliet pulled him into another hug and kiss.

"You know you talk a lot when you're flustered."

"You too, Jules."

I am currently working on chapter eight, but as I always say: If you have any ideas at all, please tell me! I appreciate the ideas I already got but the more the merrier, right?

(Right? I'm really not sure if the saying goes like that :-)

Oh, and thank you for the reviews and that stuff. It's nice to know you guys like the story!

And remember, If you find some errors in this: I've heard it both ways :-)