My dear fellow Psych-o's! I can't believe over a year has passed again! I'm sorry, I'm really slow with updates here... I've been distracted. But I'm back again now with a new missing scene... and right on time before the second movie comes out! Who else is excited!? ;D

This one is kind of a request from Craftygirl11. It's not a missing scene from 6x01 like she asked for, but it deals with the requested topic. I hope this counts. ;)

I hope you're still here to read, Psych-o's! I'd love to hear your thoughts at the end...

Happy reading!

Missing Scene 6x10 "Indiana Shawn and the Temple of the Kinda Crappy, Rusty Old Dagger" [Favorite episode title of all time ever, btw!]

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At the beginning of season 6 he blurted out that he loves her. But that was kind of an accident, right? So, when does Shawn muster up the courage to say those three little words for real? This is taking place at the beginning of the episode, after Gus confronts Shawn with the recovered engagement ring...

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The color of the ring was dull silver. If you squint you could say it had the color of her many gray pantsuits. The encased jewel definitely reminded him of her eyes. It was something between a very bright blue and a stormy gray-silver.

Shawn watched his grandmother's ring sparkle as he held it into the light between his thumb and forefinger.

Maybe, he thought, one day… it would fit her just perfectly.

He meant Juliet, of course… not his late grandmother.

Shawn was baffled as he realized how much he was smiling just thinking about that moment when she would wear it on her finger. If those recent events at the spa resort in Ojai were any indicator, he should rather faint from several nervous breakdowns.

But he didn't and that says something, doesn't it?

He closed his fist around his precious ring, vowing to find a safe place for it this time.

"There's one more thing I was wondering about, by the way." Gus' voice spoke up again as he returned in the doorway between the first and second room of the Psych office.

Shawn rolled his eyes. Gus had just bombarded him with questions and accusations as to why Shawn hadn't told him that he took an engagement ring on that weekend trip with Jules. Although everything had been a big misunderstanding and Jules made it clear that she didn't expect him to propose just yet, Gus was miffed about the fact that Shawn hadn't told him about his intentions.

"Eight times, Gus!" Shawn exclaimed exasperated. "I called you eight times. How is it my fault that you don't pick up your phone? Plus, as I already promised, if I'm going to propose for real, I want you by my side, bawling your eyes out, okay? Not even Jules can come in between us, you hear me, buddy?"

"That's not what I wanted to say." Gus said dismissively, but then he did narrow his eyes and lifted an accusatory finger at him. "But for your sake, let's hope you stay true to your word."

Shawn opened his mouth but could only shake his head in disbelief.

"What I've been meaning to ask is… if all of this hadn't been a misunderstanding—"

"It was a misunderstanding!" Shawn stressed. "I told you I'm not ready to get married."

"Would you let me finish talking?" Gus complained.

Shawn sighed. He just wanted this whole uncomfortable conversation to be over, but he figured the fastest way for that to happen is to let Gus have this moment. He made a vague gesture for him to continue.

"If this all hadn't been a misunderstanding…" Gus started again. "And Juliet actually wanted you to propose to her, whether you were ready or not… would you have done it?"

Again, Shawn opened his mouth ready to fire back with a quick, definite answer… but, suddenly, he found that he didn't know what to say.

Would he have gone through with his original plan? If he hadn't lost the ring, no dead Texan appearing in the wine barrel and with no cool gangster couple to distract them… would he have done it?

Gus was getting impatient. "Come on, Shawn. You owe me this answer for not telling me about the ring in the first place."

"I'm thinking, Gus." Shawn stressed, shoving his hands into his jean pockets and nervously playing with the ring inside. "It's an important question, isn't it?" he mumbled, leaning against his desk and looking towards the ground, not daring to meet Gus' steely, requesting face.

He hated talking about his feelings… hated it maybe with an even greater passion than his dad hated it. But somehow, Gus' question left him genuinely curious. Maybe he was lucky that this case dropped into their laps. That way, Jules had a chance in the end to tell him that Shawn more than met her expectations for the trip. But if everything had been different… if Jules expected him to pop the question… would it really be so bad?

"I… I think… I would have gone through with it." Shawn admitted finally.

"What?! Seriously?" Gus exclaimed; clearly this wasn't what he had expected.

"Yes, seriously." Shawn stated a little offended, walked past his friend into the front room to tinker with some knick-knacks on a shelf on the wall. "You wanted an answer, here, you got it. Don't act like this would be a completely impossible thing for me to do."

Gus followed him. "I'm sorry, Shawn, but that's exactly what it is."

"Oh, really. Why?" Shawn had fished the ring out of his pocket, tinkered some more and finally turned around towards Gus with empty hands.

Gus frowned. "Where did you put it?"

"A safe place." Shawn insisted. "Why?" he asked again.

Gus shrugged, disinterested for now and continued to answer. "Because you, Shawn Spencer, are the biggest commitment phobe I ever came across. I've known you for almost my whole life and I thought for sure that you would never propose to Juliet after just one year of actually dating her. I thought she would have to trick you into doing it, sometime in the far away future when you're already gray and old."

Shawn snorted. "Yeah… I thought so, too, but…" he pondered, seriously now. "What if I just don't realize when the time would be right? Maybe I'll miss it and I'd lose her because of it." he paused yet again. "If it makes her happy…" Shawn continued sheepishly. "I'd do it."

"But if marriage isn't what makes you happy, she has to respect that, too, don't you think?" Gus remarked.

"I know." Shawn stated. "I already told her that much. She knows that I'm not ready yet, but that I would do it for her… and for us." Remembering the words he had said to Jules in all honesty, Shawn couldn't help but repeat them again now. "I'd do it not because I have to... but because I want to."

"You want to?" Gus echoed wide-eyed.

"Y-Yes. Not yet, obviously! But someday… maybe… Gus, haven't you been listening?" Shawn stumbled nervously through his speech; panic seemed to suffocate him. His feet tapped the ground with a quick pace and eventually he just couldn't stand Gus' flabbergasted face anymore and he moved past him again to step outside the Psych office and towards the Blueberry.

Ahh, fresh air! And they still had to get to an appointment, after all, with a shipment at the museum.

But Shawn just couldn't escape Gus and his questions. "So…" he said, quickly following his friend outside. "If you had proposed and she had accepted, you would really be okay with that?"

"Guus, can we just drop this already?" Shawn whined. "Jules isn't ready, either. She told me. She's happy with the way things are between us. She's happy with me." Involuntarily, a small smile formed on his lips. "Can you believe it, she's actually happy with who I am."

"Yeah, yeah, that's great." Gus waved dismissively. It seemed like he hasn't heard yet what he wanted to hear. "But just hypothetically speaking… don't you think this would cause problems in the future, if you had proposed at a time you weren't actually ready?"

With an exasperated eye-roll, Shawn supported his arms on the hood of the car and momentarily hid his face between them. "You're confusing me, dude. I can't keep up with your hypoallergenic words—"

"Hypothetic."

"I've heard it both ways." Shawn said. "All I know is that… I might like marriage. I mean, maybe I am just too afraid to commit, like you said, but… in the end… I could have enjoyed it."

"Really?" Gus asked from his side of the car, throwing him a skeptical look over the blue roof of the vehicle. "What makes you so sure?"

"Becaausse, Gus…" Shawn lectured, dragging the word out. "The only thing that really matters in the end is… that we're… happy. And I know I would be, because… because I, uhm…" His confidence faltered rapidly towards the end and Shawn began to stutter, avoiding eye contact with Gus.

His best friend leaned forward, not leaving him off the hook. "Because what?"

Shawn sighed. "BecauseIknowthatIloveher." he rambled his words together quickly and got into the car without another look into Gus' face.

Inside, he sat down with his heart pumping rapidly for no apparent reason, clenching his clammy hands nervously around his legs. Gus entered the car with a grin so wide, he could give the Cherish Cat a run for its money. He slammed the door shut and turned to Shawn with smug satisfaction.

"Wow… now I actually managed to trick you into admitting it out loud."

Shawn clicked his tongue, rolled his eyes and stared outside the passenger window with a pout. "Oh, that's very mature of you, Gus. You could have asked me directly."

Gus snorted. "Yeah, right. Like you would have given me a straight answer."

Impatiently, Shawn turned towards him again. "Well, now we're even, right? No more questions about this topic now that you got to hear it even before Jules."

Gus had already put the key into the ignition, but now his hand dropped away again. "What?!" he cried. "You haven't said it to her yet?"

Shawn groaned as if in actual physical pain. "Can we pleease just drive?"

"Shawn, have or haven't you told Juliet about how you feel?" Gus insisted.

"Well, that one time… you know, when I was strapped to the lie detector, but… not really… to her face."

Gus shook his head, laughing humorlessly. "And you thought she wanted to get married."

"Hey," Shawn snapped. "Quit your mocking, Mr. I've-married-Hurricane-Mira-on-a-whim-and-a-goat-was-my-best-man! This is completely new for me, okay? I mean, I always thought she knew somehow… t-that I… that I l-love her. No need to… constantly say it to someone's face, right? Just like I know… or rather, I think that, maybe… she loves me, too. You know... possibly."

"Possib-, oh, my god, Shawn!" Gus exclaimed.

"What!?" he shot back, defensively crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"You're absolutely unbelievable." Gus said and couldn't stop shaking his head in disbelief. "First, you can't manage to ask her out for five years and then you skip five steps and want to marry her when you can't even say that you love her without your voice quivering."

Shawn continued to pout silently.

"Dude... I have to ask this as your best friend," Gus said, suddenly serious. "Do you really think that you are on the right track?"

Shawn's head snapped up so quickly that Gus actually flinched back. "We are!" he said forcefully. "Jules thinks so, too. And I love her, you hear me! No quiver, no nothing and I'm not saying it just to prove to you that I can. I say it because it's true. I'm in love with Juliet, I think I always have been and I could never imagine something like marriage with anyone else but her!"

Shawn's body trembled and he breathed heavily as he came down from his outburst. He blinked, abruptly unclenching his fists when he noticed how tightly he was balling them. Swallowing sheepishly, he looked down into his lap.

"Good." Gus eventually said calmly into the silence. "Then it's about time that you actually say all this to her face, don't you think?"

Shawn lifted his gaze and gave his buddy a long, unwavering look. He felt somewhat relieved to have all of his pent-up feelings off his chest. It seemed like a wake-up call to him; it straightened everything out and made him realize things he refused to think about for a long time.

But now everything was clear as day.

"You're right, Gus." he said suddenly. "Absolutely right. She deserves to know." Driven by an irrepressible urge to come clean, Shawn quickly unbuckled and got out of the car. "We meet up later, buddy." he said and with that the car door slammed shut.

"Wait, Shawn, what about… the shipment." Gus sighed; Shawn couldn't hear him anymore. "Oh man, I hope this goes well."

"Juliet O'Hara!" Shawn called out loudly upon entering the station.

Several heads turned in his direction, but not all of them; the police force was used to his loud entrance. Shawn didn't care in the least. He was a man on a mission and right now he followed it with determination. He scanned the crowd for her blonde head and finally found her standing by Lassiter's desk with an adorably confused frown on her face.

"Jules." he said, stepping to her and her grumpy partner.

"Shawn, what are you—"

He didn't let her finish. "I need to talk to you."

"We're busy." Lassiter grumbled in annoyance, closing a file so Shawn wouldn't sneak a look. But Shawn wasn't interested in anything else but his girlfriend anyway.

Juliet still looked wary, but she couldn't help but smile at Shawn despite his intense gaze. "Uhm, okay, Shawn. Just let me and Lassiter finish—"

"Now." He cut her off unusually fierce, which made her frown deepen.

Lassiter lifted his head with a dark, protective look on his face. "You heard her, Spencer. Get lost!"

"Shawn, is everything alright?" Worry mixed into Juliet's voice.

Shawn felt the nervous energy within him about to burst. He didn't know how he had been able to keep it in for so long, but he definitely couldn't anymore. So, he impulsively decided to ignore both of them and just let the confession tumble out of his mouth.

"Jules, I love you."

"What?!" several voices were heard to exclaim after a short beat of shocked silence. Lassiter's right eye twitched and Chief Vick's head had appeared from inside her office.

But Juliet hadn't said anything just yet.

She stared at Shawn with her mouth hung open and her eyes blinking slowly. Her cheeks began to heat up, but she couldn't seem to decide whether she should feel happy or embarrassed.

"Shawn…" she whispered finally and a smile found its way onto her face.

Shawn smiled back, his own first shock of admitting it out loud slowly wearing off. "Yes, you heard me right." he confirmed. "I know it took me a long time to say it, but I was… nervous. Can you believe it?" he chuckled to himself. "I never said this to anybody and I wanted the timing to be right, but I guess in the end I was just stalling. I don't even know why or for what, but…" Shawn paused his extensive ramblings to take a deep breath, realizing that towards the end his voice started quivering again and his heartbeat sped up.

Jules still hasn't said anything yet. Was this a mistake, finally speaking the truth? Shawn wondered nervously, but he found enough courage within him to end his sentence. "It's the truth. I love you, Juliet O'Hara."

It was as if time around them suddenly slowed down and everything became quiet and more focused. Shawn could feel the eyes of many police officers around all trained on them. Juliet must feel it, too. He never had a problem with being the center of attention, but he knew it was different for Jules. Those were her colleagues.

She cleared her throat now, blinking rapidly and tearing his gaze away from him to speak to her partner. "Uhm, Carlton, w-would you please... excuse us for a moment."

Her partner nodded curtly, still too shocked to say anything, but his eyes shot metaphorical daggers at Shawn.

"Chief?" Juliet asked then, but her boss only grinned in amusement.

"Go on." she said. "But make sure you come by my office later. Both of you." Chief Vick also nodded at Shawn and disappeared behind the closed blinds again.

Juliet looked at Shawn, but suddenly, he couldn't move anymore. Fear ran through his veins, making his limbs feel heavy and numb. What if she yells at me for embarrassing her? What if she really doesn't feel the same? Did I go too far?

Obviously noticing his paralyzed state, Juliet took him by the hand and led him outside. Over the parking lot and to the grassed front area of the Department where a park bench was located. She didn't say one word during the whole time, only dragging Shawn along behind her.

They hadn't reached the bench just yet when the words finally burst out of Shawn. "Jules, I'm so sorry if I took you by surprise with this. I-I didn't want you to feel embarrassed and if you want to I-I can take it ba—"

At that she suddenly whirled around, taking his face between her small hands and angled it downwards so she could press her lips against his. Startled, Shawn widened his eyes, but then they fluttered close and his hands found their way around her waist out of their own accord. Finally, he responded to her stormy kiss with the same amount of passion, completely forgetting where they were and what he wanted to say.

She was standing on her tiptoes, reaching around his neck and holding on to the hair at the back of his head while he held her close, supporting her with an arm around her small waist and cupping her cheek to deepen the kiss.

Juliet's feet eventually sank to the ground again as she parted from him. Her hands still resting on his shoulders and her cheeks tinted pink. "Don't you dare take it back." she said and Shawn blinked in confusion. She chuckled, her eyes shining brightly. "Shawn, I love you, too."

Up until this moment Shawn didn't realize that there existed an even better feeling than realizing that you were in love. No, what was even better, was to hear that this person you love returned those feelings back at you.

He must have been grinning like a love-sick idiot, making Juliet laugh as he finally uttered, "Oh… I'm glad."

Juliet giggled some more. "Me, too. I don't know what suddenly made you come to this conclusion, but it was definitely about time."

"Hmm, let's say I was inspired." Shawn said, wrapping both of his arms tightly around her middle and pulling her close to his body. Dipping his head down, he kissed her again.

"But... this hasn't anything to do with our vacation and what you thought I wanted to hear, because I don't mean to push you, okay?" Juliet said once she parted from him, short of breath.

Shawn lifted his hand to stroke a loosened strand of golden hair behind her ear. "You're not pushing me." he said calmly. "That's the great thing about you. I should have told you how I feel a long time ago, because I definitely felt that way right from the beginning… not just since the lie detector."

Juliet smiled, blushing brightly as she obviously thought back to his accidental confession.

"You deserved to know, because you're perfect. And I'm just—"

"You're perfect to me." Juliet said quickly. "I love you just the way you are."

Shawn grinned lopsidedly. "I think you just said it again."

Juliet inhaled in mock surprise. "Yeah, I guess I did."

He couldn't hold himself back. He kissed her again. Happy and a little wild, with his hands running through her hair. "I could spend forever listening to you say it." he murmured against her lips.

"You could. I won't stop saying it if you won't." she whispered back.

Their lips found each other again, kissing sweetly. "I'll never stop." he said, leaning his forehead against hers and wanting to capture her once more. But, suddenly, she stopped him with her hands against his chest, sheepishly smiling up to him.

"Shawn, I think we should go back in. Chief Vick wanted to see us."

He pouted, holding her close. "Do we have to? We just had so much fun." Shawn smirked, leaning in again to tickle her cheek with feather-light, soft kisses.

Juliet chuckled, halfheartedly trying to fight him off. "Tonight, we can gladly go on where we left off, but right now, work comes first."

Shawn pulled back, lifting his eyebrows in flirtation. "Is that a promise?"

"Damn sure." she grinned.

Shawn's ridiculously wide smile broadened even more and he stole one last kiss before he let her go. "Alright, my dearest Jules, go on then. I'll be there in a second. Gus and I had an appointment. I just have to call him first."

"Okay." Juliet smiled. "See you inside." She threw a wink over her shoulder before she turned and walked away with a spring in her step.

Shawn's insides fluttered. Although, he knew her for so long already, he was sure he'd never seen her this happy before.

Entirely overwhelmed by everything that just happened Shawn let himself fall down onto the bench, fishing for his phone. He leaned his head back, closing his eyes and grinning against the sun, as he waited for Gus to pick up:

"Gus… she loves me, too!"

"You know that's right." came the smug reply.

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