Title: Sick
Rating: K
Summary: Jules is sick and Shawn has priorities
Disclaimer: If I owned Psych it would not be as perfect as it is.

Takes place after the finale. Because I said so.

If you want to see a specific one shot, let me know in the reviews and I will write it!

Shawn typed a text to Gus saying he couldn't go out tonight and sent it.

"Shawn, can you get another box of tissues, please?" Juliet asked of her fiancé.

They were lounging on the couch, watching a movie and trying to take Juliet's mind off of the worst cold she has had in years.

"Sure," he replied, getting up. "Do you want anything else while I'm up?"

"A strawberry smoothie?" she asked before coughing.

"You got it!"

Shawn got to the kitchen when his phone rang. He answered, getting out the blender.

"What's up Gus?"

"What do you mean you're not going out tonight?" his best friend demanded.

Shawn got some strawberries out of the refrigerator. "Uh, I'm going to stay home with Jules."

"Shawn, we have had these tickets for months! You're whipped," Gus accused.

"If being whipped means missing a concert to stay home to take care of my sick fiancé then I will accept that," replied Shawn, cutting up the strawberries, "But not if you mean whipped cream."

Gus sighed. "I hope she feels better."

"Thanks man. I'll call you later."

Shawn finished making the smoothie, grabbed a new box of tissues and went back to the living room to Juliet.

Juliet smiled at him taking the proffered smoothie. "Thank you."

"No problem, sweetheart." Shawn opened the new tissue box, set it on the coffee table, and sat next to her again.

Juliet snuggled into his side. Sure he might get sick but getting married meant in sickness and health. If that meant missing a concert with Gus to take care of Juliet, he was okay with that.