Last part. The exchange of gifts and, of course, some hot mansex.

Shawn was just pulling the fries out of the oven when he heard the front door open. He glanced at the clock, unsurprised to see it was 6 o'clock on the nose. Carlton always tried to be punctual.

He put the tray down and went out to greet his boyfriend. "Hey Lassie," he said, hugging Carlton. He pulled back with a frown when he caught a familiar scent. "You went to the gun range?"

"The case got a little tough towards the end," Carlton said, trying to brush past it. He held out the box from Love and Chocolate. "Thank you for these."

Shawn stared at him for a moment. He knew there was something his boyfriend wasn't telling him. Most case related issues he had no problem complaining to Shawn about after a long day. That meant it was probably personal; most likely someone making comments about their relationship again. Carlton tried not to let him see how upset those comments made him but Shawn wasn't a fake psychic for nothing.

Carlton sighed and gave him a quick kiss. "I'm better now that I'm here with you."

"All right." Shawn stepped back and jerked his head towards the kitchen. "Dinner's done. I figure we can eat in the living room, watch that movie I mentioned earlier."

"Sounds good." Carlton followed him into the kitchen, his eyes widening when he saw the food. "You know how to cook?" he asked in surprise.

It was a fair question. Up until now, whenever it had been up to him to make dinner, he had just ordered takeout. "I spent a few weeks as a short order cook in Dallas," he explained. "Don't tell Henry. He'll expect me to help whenever I go over for dinner." He placed a steak and a pile of homemade fries on each plate before handing one to Carlton. "I'm no Iron Chef like you, but I know a few things."

He had been surprised by how well Carlton could cook. Apparently one of his marriage counselors had suggested he and his ex-wife take a cooking class together as a bonding activity. It hadn't worked, but Carlton had discovered a talent for cooking and had taken additional classes on his own. He had made fun of him for it, until Carlton had cooked dinner for him one night. He never said a disparaging word against those classes again.

"It smells delicious," Carlton said, eying the food hungrily. Shawn put Carlton's leftover strawberries away and grabbed a couple beers from the fridge before leading the way into the living room.

They settled on the couch, Carlton throwing his suit jacket, holster, and tie onto an empty chair. "So what are we watching?" he asked, accepting a beer from Shawn.

"I think you're going to like it," Shawn said mysteriously, putting the disc into the tray. He sat back down on the couch, watching Carlton's face as the movie started up.

"Heartbreak Ridge?" his boyfriend asked in surprise, turning to look at him. "It's not very romantic."

"But it is your favorite movie," Shawn pointed out. "And I know you're not a fan of romantic comedies."

"It hasn't stopped you before," Carlton said.

"Today is different. So stop questioning things and enjoy." Carlton looked at him for another moment before turning back to the movie. Shawn hid a grin as Carlton dug into his food and happily watched the film. He had originally planned in making Carlton sit through Pretty in Pink, one of his favorite John Hughes movies. But then Juliet had called about her 'secret admirer' and let slip that something had upset Carlton at work. He decided watching his favorite movie would help cheer his boyfriend up.

About halfway through the film, Shawn's cell phone went off with a text message. He smiled when he saw it was from Gus. Consider us even.

"Who was it?" Carlton asked as he put the phone back in his pocket.

"Gus. He's just letting me know how his date is going," Shawn said.

Carlton shook his head. "I can't believe you are trying to set up him and O'Hara."

"They have a lot in common," Shawn explained with a shrug. "Gus has had a crush on her for months but has been too chicken to ask her out. I'm just helping things along."

"Guster better be good to her," Carlton muttered. "I don't want O'Hara getting hurt."

Shawn smiled, loving how protective the detective was for his partner. "Jules is in good hands," he assured him.

Carlton just grunted and drained the last of his beer. "She better be."

When the movie finished, Shawn turned expectantly to Carlton. "Present time!" he proclaimed, pulling out the envelope he had stashed between the cushions earlier.

He was a little surprised to see Carlton pulling out an envelope of his own. "Can I go first?" Carlton asked, sounding unusually nervous.

"Sure." He took the envelope and opened it. "Divorce papers? I hate to break it to you Lassie, but we're not married."

"Just read them," Carlton urged quietly.

Shawn looked over the papers. When he saw whose names were on it, his breath caught in his throat. "Victoria." He looked up at his boyfriend. "You're divorcing your wife."

Carlton nodded. "We've been heading down this road for a long time now and I don't see a reason to put it off any longer. We've both found new people in our lives." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a key. He placed it gently in Shawn's hands. "You make me much happier than she ever did."

Shawn stared down at the key. His key. He now had a key to Carlton's house, meaning he could come and go as he pleased. No more asking for a key whenever he accidentally left something at Carlton's the night before or he wanted to get something set up for when Carlton came home. His paranoid boyfriend, who kept a gun hidden in easy reach in every room of his house and still hadn't told Juliet his new address after the birthday party fiasco, had just given him unsupervised access to his home.

"Are you sure?" Shawn had to ask.

Carlton nodded. "I'm sure. I trust you Shawn." He said it so simply, like it wasn't a big deal, even though they both knew it was.

Shawn pulled out his keys and added Carlton's between the key to his apartment and Gus's house key. He smiled at the sight of the shiny new key sitting there before shoving them back into his pocket. He leaned over and gave his boyfriend a kiss. "Thanks, Lassie. I promise not to throw too many parties when you're not home."

"You better not," Carlton said with a growl. "I can always take back that key."

"I'd like to see you try," Shawn taunted.

In a second he was lying flat on his back on the couch, Carlton looming over him. His boyfriend held him down while one hand reached into his pocket and grabbed out his keys. "Satisfied?" Carlton asked, the key ring dangling from one finger.

"Not yet," Shawn said, feeling the heat from every spot their bodies were pressed together. He had plans before they got to the sex part of the evening but he wasn't going to argue if Carlton wanted to skip ahead.

Shawn sighed when Carlton pulled off him, resuming his seat on the couch. "What about my present?" his boyfriend asked.

Shawn sat up, looking at the envelope still clutched in his hand. His gift had cost more but in terms of romantic value was very much inferior to Carlton's. He was a little embarrassed, which was an unusual feeling for him. "It's just something I thought it would be fun to go to together," he said, giving Carlton the envelope.

His boyfriend opened it, pulling out the flyer for the show, along with hotel reservations and vouchers for plane tickets. "The National Civil War and Antique Arms Show?" he asked with interest. "I've heard of this show. They have some of the best restored Civil War era arms in the country." He looked through all the papers, then back up at Shawn. "This show isn't for another five months," he said slowly.

"Then I guess we have plenty of time to pack. We can even include a few practice weekends together before the 'big trip.' I already talked to the Chief about talking that weekend off but I know you have extra vacation days and I'm sure she wouldn't mind – " The rest of his speech was cut off as Carlton kissed him, pushing forward until Shawn was once again lying flat on the couch. "I guess you like it then, uh?" Shawn asked breathlessly when they parted.

"It's perfect." Carlton smiled at him, the tension he had been showing since he first gave Shawn his gift gone. He leaned down for another kiss but Shawn but a hand on his chest to stop him.

"Hold on." Shawn wriggled out from under Carlton and grabbed a bag he had hidden under the end of the couch. "There's another part to your gift."

Carlton sat up, looking intrigued. He took the gift bag from Shawn and looked inside. "Massage oil?"

"You've been really tense lately and a full body massage will really loosen those tight muscles, leave you more relaxed." Shawn grinned at him. "You know how much I like to get my hands on you, so consider this a gift for both of us."

"You know how to give a massage?" Carlton asked doubtfully.

"I took a course once. I figured it was a great way to meet people." Shawn shrugged. "I was young and horny at the time and getting to touch naked bodies appealed to me. I never passed the class. You should have seen the guy I was supposed to massage for my final." He gave a dramatic shudder. "He had back hair thick enough for woodland creatures to live in and saying he was on the hefty side is being generous."

Carlton made a face. "Just for future reference, talking about overweight, hairy men is definitely a turn off."

"Noted." Shawn pulled Carlton off the couch and led the way into the bedroom. "Come on, I already have everything set up."

Carlton stopped in the doorway and surveyed the room. There were a few candles scattered around providing faint illumination. The only other light came from the bedside lamps. Shawn had draped fabric over them to keep the lighting dim. A towel was spread across the middle of the bed, with a couple others set to the side, ready to be used.

Carlton inhaled deeply. "What is that smell?"

"Ylang ylang and lavender oils," Shawn explained. "They help calm and soothe you." At least, lavender did. The ylang ylang was more for what he had planned after the massage.

"You didn't have to go through all this trouble," Carlton protested.

"No trouble at all." Shawn clapped his hands together. "Now strip and lay face down on the bed," he ordered, walking to the side of the bed to set out the massage oils.

There was a defiant look in Carlton's eyes as he did as Shawn asked, though slowly and deliberately. He started with his shirt. The top two buttons were already undone, revealing a tantalizing bit of chest hair. His long, nimble fingers worked on the rest, unfastening them one by one until his shirt hung open on his lanky frame. He let it slide off his shoulders and down his arms, falling into a careless heap on the floor. Next came the undershirt, which Carlton removed in one fluid movement before tossing it to the side.

Shawn tried to continue setting up, unwilling to let Carlton see how distracting he was. When his boyfriend moved on to his belt Shawn gave up all pretenses and stopped to watch.

Carlton unbuckled the belt and slipped it out of his pants, running his fingers over the smooth leather for a moment before he dropped it to the floor. His hands went back to his waist, unfastening his pants. He slowly lowered them to just past his hips. Turning he bent over and slid his pants off, giving Shawn an excellent view of his boxer-clad ass. Shawn let out a little sigh of appreciation before Carlton turned back to face him.

Carlton stuck his thumbs under the waist band of his boxers and slowly lowered them, revealing his half-hard state. He gave a little shake of his hips that had Shawn salivating and the last piece of clothing fell to the floor, leaving Carlton standing there in all his glory.

Carlton climbed onto the bed, stretching out right in the middle. Shawn stood there and let his eyes roam over the magnificent body spread out before him.

"Shawn?" Carlton asked, during his head to look at him.

"Uh huh."

"The massage?"

"What?" Shawn blinked and shook his head, remembering why he had asked Carlton to get naked in the first place. "Right, give me a minute." He quickly stripped out of his own clothes and joined his boyfriend on the bed.

He crawled over and straddled his boyfriend's back, trying not to get distracted by the feeling of his bare skin. He grabbed the bottle of vanilla and sandalwood scented oil and poured out a generous amount. He warmed it between his hands before he started gently working it into the skin of Carlton's back. He could feel how tense and tight the muscles were, even hours after he had come home and supposedly started to relax.

Carlton sighed softly, resting his head on his crossed arms, as Shawn rubbed him down. "That feels good," he murmured happily.

"It will feel better if you relax more." Shawn pressed firmly into Carlton's back, noting where the knotted areas of muscle were. "Why don't you tell me what happened at work that left you more wound up than a Slinky?" He felt Carlton tense under him. "Come on, Carlton. I'll find out eventually." Showing rare patience, he waited for his boyfriend to speak.

"Sawyer was being an ass, as usual." Carlton shifted underneath him into a more comfortable position. "And Kirkland. . ."

"That guy who killed his wife?" Shawn prompted.

Carlton nodded. "During the interrogation he felt inclined to share his views on gays."

Shawn sighed. They both received their share of insults over their sexual orientation but it was harder for Carlton given his position at the police station. "I'm sorry baby."

"Don't be." Carlton turned his head to look back at him. "There is always going to be ignorant jackasses like them out there. There's nothing we can do about that."

"I'm still going to super glue the keys on Sawyer's keyboard." Shawn grinned when Carlton chuckled, though the resulting vibrations into his lower regions were certainly distracting.

"He's going to know it was you," Carlton pointed out.

"That's the point. I have to defend my man," Shawn said, using his best macho voice.

"I can defend myself," Carlton protested.

Shawn leaned down and kissed him. "I know."

Carlton faced forward again as Shawn continued the massage. He could feel his boyfriend slowly relaxing as he dug deep into the muscles. He concentrated on the tight knots, smoothing out the tenseness.

Carlton groaned as Shawn worked a rather large knot under his left shoulder blade. "Have I mentioned how talented those fingers are?"

Shawn smirked. "You may have mentioned it once or twice, though for a different reason." He dug into another knot, smiling as Carlton moaned contently under him. The noises his boyfriend was making were incredibly distracting as he felt himself getting aroused. He tried to ignore those feelings as best he could as he continued to work his way down his boyfriend's back. He paused when he reached Carlton's ass.

Carlton kept himself in shape, going for a morning run whenever Shawn wasn't making him late for work and hitting the gym a couple times a week. He had a lean runner's build, with the toned, firm ass that went along with it. He took a moment just to caress those glorious globes. In his mind it was one of his boyfriend's best features. The first time Carlton had bent over in front of him he had needed to exert a lot of self-control not to reach out and grab it. He was always invading the detective's personal space but that would have probably gotten him shot.

Of course, now he could reach out and grab that ass whenever he wanted, in private at least. He had the added satisfaction of knowing he was the only one to have invaded that hot, tight paradise. He felt his cock give a lurch as he remembered the last time Carlton had bottomed. It had been a hot, wild night.

Shaking his head, he moved on to Carlton's legs, working out the muscles in the back of his thighs and calves. He was able to cool down a bit now that he was away from his boyfriend's more erotic body parts, though he kept stealing glances at his ass.

He finished up the back with a foot massage that had Carlton melting in his hands. His boyfriend's moans and whimpers almost convinced him to forget the rest of the massage and move on to act two. But he knew Carlton would benefit from the full treatment.

"Okay, roll over," Shawn said, voice only slightly husky. Carlton turned over, revealing a rather prominent erection. "I see someone is enjoying themselves," he said with a smirk.

"Kind of hard not to with you rubbing against me like that," Carlton said dryly. He nodded towards Shawn's own hard cock. "Though I see I'm not the only one."

"With you splayed out under me, how can I not?" Shawn asked slyly. He poured more oil on his hands, though less than he had used on his back. He knelt next to Carlton and started with his chest. He massaged the well-developed pectoral muscles, running his fingers through Carlton's chest hair. He worked carefully around his left collarbone, knowing it was still sore after being broken several months ago.

From his chest he moved to Carlton's arms, going from shoulder to wrist and ending with a hand massage. Then, it was back to the main body, working his way down to his boyfriend's abs. He made sure not to stray too far south as he massaged the area, though judging by the way Carlton was twitching under him he wouldn't mind.

He moved down to his legs again, working the front of the thighs. In this position he had an eyeful of Carlton's erection, straining and dripping. It took every ounce of his willpower to keep himself from leaning forward and taking it into his mouth, but he was determined to finish what he started.

Finally, he grabbed a towel and wiped the leftover oil from his hands. "OK, the massage is done."

Carlton immediately launched himself at him, pinning Shawn to the bed with his body as he hungrily attacked his lips. Shawn moaned happily, rubbing against the hot, firm, well-oiled body above him.

"God, I want you so bad right now," Carlton said as he nipped along Shawn's collarbone.

"Then take me," Shawn said. "I'm all yours tonight, Lassie. Do whatever you want to me."

Carlton licked and sucked his way down Shawn's body, smiling into his skin whenever the younger man let out a particularly loud moan. Finally he arrived at Shawn's cock. He lightly licked the head, then nipped gently up and down the shaft, driving Shawn crazy.

"Lassie, come on," Shawn whined. "Suck me already."

"Patience, Shawn," Carlton said in amusement. Shawn didn't see what was so funny and planned on telling him so, until his boyfriend started fondling his balls and licked along the length of his cock. He moaned, not caring anymore why Carlton was amused, as long as he kept making him feel so good.

Carlton licked back up to the head and gently took it into his mouth. He sucked on it lightly, causing Shawn to moan and buck up into his mouth. "About time."

Carlton chuckled, the vibrations causing Shawn to cry out. He took Shawn's cock in deeper, gently pumping it in and out of his mouth.

He felt Carlton shift on the bed before his lover dipped lower, letting his cock slide into his throat. He moaned, doing his best to keep himself still despite the fantastic feeling of having his cock wrapped in the moist, soft muscle.

After a moment, Carlton pulled off him, sitting back as he coughed. "Guess I need more practice," he said in a raspy voice.

"I don't mind being experimented on." Shawn sat up and pushed Carlton onto his back. "How about I give you demonstration of the proper technique?" He threw Carlton a smile, moving down to his member, giving the long shaft a slow lick. After getting his boyfriend's cock nice and wet, he took it into his mouth.

Carlton moaned, hips jerking slightly at the moist heat. He held Carlton down as he worked him over, sliding down far enough to tease the back of his throat with the head. When he felt he was ready, he pushed forward, forcing Carlton's cock past his gag reflex and swallowing him completely. He felt a thrill of satisfaction at Carlton's loud gasp, his body tense as he struggled not to move and inadvertently hurt him. He stayed there a few seconds before he started to move, sliding along Carlton's entire length. The detective moaned, his hips giving little jerks every time he swallowed him down.

He stopped after a couple of minutes, running his tongue along the underside of Carlton's cock as he pulled off him. "Think you got it now?" he asked in a slightly breathless voice.

"Yeah," his lover said, also out of breath. His eyes followed Shawn as he moved back up the bed until he was lying on his back next to Carlton.

His boyfriend rolled over on top of him, giving his lips a kiss before sliding back down to his cock. He licked along his length a few times before taking him into his mouth. This time when he deep throated Shawn he was able to keep him down longer before he had to pull back for air. He continued to work him over as Shawn moaned, frequently swallowing him completely as he drove him quickly toward his release.

Shawn whimpered in disappointment when Carlton pulled off him. "Lassie," he whined.

"Roll over," Carlton said, his gaze dark and smoldering.

Shawn eagerly complied, stretching out on his stomach on the bed. Carlton put a pillow under his hips to lift him slightly than reached over towards the night stand, removing a condom and a bottle of lube.

He moved back to Shawn, placing a gentle kiss on the back of his neck. He moved a little lower, placing another kiss, then another as he slowly moved down Shawn's back. Shawn shifted restlessly, the light kisses along his spine driving him wild.

When Carlton reached his ass he pulled away. Shawn heard the snap as his boyfriend opened the bottle of lube. Soon, slick fingers were teasing at his entrance before one of them slipped easily inside. He groaned, pushing backwards against the invading digit. Carlton quickly added a second, then a third. He pumped his fingers into Shawn, stretching him out in preparation for the main event.

As Carlton drove his fingers in all the way, he started twisting them, searching for a specific spot. Shawn cried out when he found it, arching off the bed and grinding back against the fingers. "You like that, Shawn?"

"Yeeeeah." He moaned as Carlton resumed finger fucking him, pressing against that spot again. "I love when you do that."

Carlton kissed his lower back. "I know."

He whimpered when Carlton removed his fingers, leaving him feeling empty. He knew, however, that feeling wouldn't last long. He recognized the sound of a condom wrapper, then heard Carlton moan softly as he got himself ready. His boyfriend moved until he was hovering over Shawn, his cock pressing against his entrance.

Shawn let out a low groan as Carlton pushed forward, sliding fully inside him in one long, slow push. His boyfriend stopped when he was fully seated, giving Shawn time to adjust.

Shawn sighed deeply, feeling deliciously stretched and full with Carlton deep inside him. His lover leaned down, nipping lightly at the side of his neck and along his shoulder blade. "Let me know when you're ready," Carlton murmured, his voice low and gravely with lust. He could feel how tense his lover was above him, forcing himself to stay still though he desperately wanted to move. He remembered that feeling clearly from when their positions were reversed.

He shifted slightly as he relaxed, hearing Carlton breathe in sharply when he did. He clenched down, smiling when his boyfriend gave out a strangled gasp. He turned his head to look back at Carlton. "Go ahead."

Carlton slowly pulled back, almost withdrawing completely, before thrusting just as slowly back in. Shawn moaned and pushed back against Carlton. "Yeah, Lassie, just like that," he said approvingly.

Carlton gave another slow, deep thrust, then another, establishing a gentle, steady rhythm. He lowered himself until he was laying along Shawn's back. "I thought I could do whatever I wanted to you tonight."

Shawn groaned as Carlton punctuated his statement with a slightly harder thrust. "Whatever you want, just don't stop," he pleaded.

Carlton chuckled, the vibrations along his back causing Shawn to shiver. "Trust me, I have no intentions of stopping now." He lifted himself off Shawn's back as he continued to move inside him. He raised Shawn's hips until they were both kneeling, allowing himself to penetrate deeper.

Shawn gasped as the new position had Carlton hitting different areas inside him. He stretched his arms out, raising his head to keep it from rubbing against the sheets as the thrusts grew harder.

Carlton shifted his angle, hitting a spot inside Shawn that had him crying out in pleasure. "There, Lassie! Right there," he moaned, crying out wordless as Carlton thrust against that spot again.

Carlton groaned as he tensed around him, pausing for a moment. "You feel so fucking amazing right now," he said, reaching forward to run his hands over Shawn's back and around to his chest.

"Right back at ya," Shawn moaned as Carlton teased and pinched his nipples. He wiggled his hips, smirking as Carlton gasped and grab them to hold him still. "Keep moving."

Carlton slowly started thrusting into him again, gradually picking up the pace. After a few thrusts he shifted his angle, causing Shawn to moan and shudder as his pleasure spot was hit repeatedly.

"That's it. . . that's it. . . don't stop, don't ever stop," he mumbled incoherently as he felt his orgasm rapidly approaching.

Carlton's thrusts were getting shallower and harder as he tried to push as deep inside Shawn as he could. His breath was getting ragged, his grip on Shawn's hips tight as he too barreled towards his release. One hand moved from his hips and forward to grasp Shawn's aching erection. He moaned loudly as Carlton pumped him in time to his thrusts.

"Almost there, don't stop," Shawn panted, hands clenching in the bed sheets.

He cried out as he came, shuddering with the intensity of it. Carlton stilled inside him as he worked Shawn through it. Panting, he turned his head to look back at Carlton as he felt his boyfriend start to move again.

Carlton thrust hard a few times, and groaned loudly in his own release. He fell forward on Shawn's back, breathing hard into his ear. "Shawn, I. . ." He paused, then kissed Shawn gently on the side of the neck. "That was great."

Shawn smiled in contentment. "It was great for me too." He moved a bit and looked at Carlton expectantly. "Not to ruin the moment or anything but you are getting kind of heavy."

"Sorry." Carlton slowly lifted himself up, carefully sliding out of Shawn. He sighed when Carlton pulled away, missing the feel of him against him. His lover grabbed the towel he had conveniently left next to the bed. "Roll over."

He shivered slightly as Carlton gently cleaned him up before taking care of himself. Tossing the towel in the corner and the condom in the trash can next to the bed, he laid down next to Shawn. He turned on his side to face Carlton, smiling lazily at him. "You're great, you know that?"

"So are you." Carlton smiled at him. "I love you."

Shawn stared at Carlton.

His boyfriend stared back, eyes wide.

Shawn swallowed hard, unable to speak. This was the moment he had been dreading and, like he had feared, he couldn't say it back.

After a tense moment, Carlton started to speak. "You don't have to say anything. It's too soon, I know it is. It just slipped out. Not that I don't mean it; I do. It's okay if you can't say it back yet. I understand." Carlton closed his eyes and tried to turn away.

Shawn reached out a hand and stopped him. "Carlton?" he asked uncertainly. His boyfriend opened his eyes and looked at him. His stomach clenched at the pain he saw that his lover couldn't hide. He had never meant to hurt him like this. "Do you really mean it?" he asked quietly.

"I do." Carlton reached out a hand and gently cupped Shawn's face. "I love you."

A warmth spread through Shawn at those words and the look in his boyfriend's eyes. He leaned in and gently kissed Carlton, grinning as he pulled away. "I love you too."

The smile on Carlton's face could have lit up the room. He pushed Shawn flat on the bed, their lips meeting in an intense, mind-blowing kiss. Shawn held the detective tightly to him, moaning into his mouth.

Eventually they broke apart, panting heavily. "Wow," Shawn said, a stupid grin on his face.

"Yeah," Carlton replied with an equally giddy grin. He rolled off Shawn onto his back and Shawn cuddled up against his side, sighing happily when his lover curled his arm around him. "I thought I had scared you off there for a moment."

"It would take much more than that to get rid of me," Shawn assured him. He grabbed the sheet, pulling it over the two of them. "I'm here to stay."

"Good." Carlton reached up and turned out the light, then settled back into the bed. Not once did he loosen his hold on Shawn.

Shawn felt a light kiss against his forehead. "I love you Shawn."

He smiled into the darkness, nestling in close to his boyfriend. "I love you too Carlton."

The next installment in this series will be St. Patrick's Day. Drinking, a bar fight, and a very horny Shawn should make things interesting.

In the meantime, here two oneshots I'm currently working on that should be out soon.

Body Heat

During a camping trip, Shawn wanders off and gets lost in the woods. Lassiter is the one to find him and must do whatever he can to warm up a hypothermic Shawn. SLASH

Handcuffed

It's all fun and games until someone looses the keys. SLASH.

See you all soon. Don't forget to review!