Shawn and Juliet were sitting on the couch in their new apartment in San Francisco. Juliet was studying her bridal magazine as Shawn lazily played with her hair.
"Shawn, we have to start planning this wedding! We have to figure out when to have it, catering, music, the reception... What do you think-" Juliet started, but Shawn cut her off.
"Whoa, Jules. Calm down, we have plenty of time. As long as you're happy I don't mind the details too much. You wanted it in Antigua, correct? And you want to walk down the isle to James Taylor's 'Only One'? Now, about flower girls dropping the petals in a butterfly shape-not sure how realistic that is," Shawn replied.
"How did you know that's what I wanted?" Juliet asked him.
"You told me," he replied, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"No I didn't!"
"Come on Jules, you don't remember? Nanny case, 2007... You completely planned out our wedding... to the tiniest detail."
"How do you remember that!" Juliet asked.
"Jules, really? Plus that...uh... specific piece of information may have been purposely stored in the back of my mind..."
Juliet smiled and rolled her eyes at her fiancé. "Even so, that was seven years ago Shawn" she said in the same voice she used six years ago when he got her to skate with him after the roller derby case. The voice that meant whatever he was doing was working.
"Hey, at least one of my visions were right-you are marrying me," Shawn replied smiling.
"Yeah yeah 'Mr. Psychic.' Your boyish charm eventually won over my better judgment."
"Oh, low blow Jules, but if you're going there don't forget about my amazing hair!" Shawn replied in his cocky Shawn fashion.
"Oh no, how could I forget about the hair?" Juliet replied leaning closer to him and putting her hands in his hair. Shawn leaned in the rest of the way and kissed her. She smelled so good too. Like lavender. She had always smelled like lavender, he mused.
"Now, sweetheart-do you still want it in Antigua?" He asked once they broke apart.
"No, I think we should have it in Santa Barbara... Still on the beach though." Juliet replied.
"Santa Barbara just feels like home, no matter how much things change."
Shawn nodded in agreement. "I'm assuming you still want to walk down the isle to James Taylor though?"
"Yeah of course-that definitely hasn't changed."
They're quiet for a few minutes before Shawn asked, "Jules, can we have a pineapple wedding cake?"
She laughed, "Why not? Do you think Lily will be old enough to be the flower girl?" Juliet asked him.
"Yeah, we can always have Lassie carry her and help her throw the flowers... The wedding isn't going to be for at least another what-seven months anyway right?" Shawn asked her.
"Yeah..." She replied absentmindedly.
"I miss him," she said quietly.
"I miss Lassie face too... And little Lily," Shawn smiled thinking about them. So did Juliet.
"You're so good with her too," Juliet said to him.
"Well, I guess babies just like me," Shawn replied, brushing off the complement.
Juliet smiled at him, and kissed him on the cheek, and cuddled up next to him, real quiet.
"What are you thinking about?" Shawn asked her.
"Us," she replied simply. "We've come so far... I love you Shawn."
"I love you too Jules," he replied, and they spent the rest of the day cuddling on the couch and thinking of the amazing future ahead of them.