Epilogue: Home Again, Home Again

Holy rusted metal, Psychman! We're here already?

I think I'm gonna cry.

:..(

This has been such an awesome journey and I'd like to thank everyone that took the time to come along and share the trip. Your reviews made my days a little brighter.

Another huge thanks to my rocking betas Lily and Luna. You girls were a huge help in making this story so much fun and I'll be forever grateful that you didn't let me embarrass myself by posting the piddly little piece of poop it was before. ;D

Unfortunately, it's time to say goodbye to this particular fic.

The good news is, I'm not quite done dabbling in this universe just yet. :D Expect more adventures down the road with Jaime and Anna and all of the cast we already know and love. :D

Okay enough with the mushy stuff. Let's finish this out with one more visit to ol' Lassie-face, shall we?

When he arrived home that night Dinah was waiting on the porch as usual and he crouched down to scratch her ears. She purred and rubbed her jaw against his hand.

He straightened slowly and with a hiss of pain, then unlocked the door and followed his feline companion inside.

He sifted through the mail, saw there was nothing interesting, and dropped it on the side table just inside the entryway.

With the pace of a man who was looking forward to taking more pain pills soon, he made his way back into the kitchen and then stopped cold in the doorway.

Sitting in the center of his dining room table was a plate of pale dessert bars with magenta colored ribbons running through the middle. Raspberry bars.

He made his way over, stopping at the fridge for a glass of milk and at the sink to retrieve the bottle of Tylenol he kept there.

When he finally reached the table he sat down and slowly pulled the plate towards him.

Perched on top was a white envelope and he picked it up and flipped it over to open it.

The card inside was white and blank on the front. Opening it up revealed a single, small, typewritten word: Thanks.

He thought about it for a moment—wondered how Shawn had managed to get into his house and past his security, really—then decided that for tonight he didn't care, and set the card aside with a smile.

Selecting one of the bars he bit into it and closed his eyes with pleasure. These were definitely Juliet's raspberry bars.

He finished it, taking his time and licking each of his fingers when he was done, then he rose and went back to the entryway.

Retrieving his briefcase he made his way back to the table and sat down, then opened it up.

He pulled the slim jewel case from the zip-lock bag and looked at it once more, flipping it over.

Since the sender was in custody and already buried under a mountain of evidence and the secret was out, there was really no reason to keep this particular piece.

He gripped the disk and case in both hands and with a quick flex of his wrists snapped it in half.

Then he dropped it in the trash and chose another raspberry bar.

I already blabbered on in the pre-story notes so I'm just gonna say once more: THANKS FOR BEING THE BEST READERS EVER!

See you soon!

Maja