okay so as you can see, this chpt is sorta present day..cuz this is when she's working at the SBPD enjoy!oh ye..i don't own anything :P


July 2006

Juliet sat took a seat and waited nervously but didn't show it. What kind of detective would she be if she was nervous? Well it wasn't nervousness really, maybe she was anxious. She shook her head and opened the newspaper in front of her. She was on a sting operation and she had better act like she wasn't then everyone's cover would be blown.

A sting operation.

She had just transferred the day before and she was already on a case. She smiled she could tell that the SBPD was different from Miami PD and she was glad about that fact. There were so many things that had happened there that she just wanted to leave behind. The first reason, they didn't take her seriously enough there. It was as if she didn't go through the same training they did. It was hard to get respect from people who wouldn't even listen to your opinions, then there was Jake, her partner. That was another mistake in itself. A mistake she didn't want to think about when she was doing her work, or just at all.

"Err excuse me. You're in my seat."

That voice work her from her thoughts and she was almost certain that her stomach did a weird, if however slight, flip-flop. She wasn't sure if it was a memory in the guise of a hallucination but then again that had never happened to her before. In fact after he left she went on quite fine, well minus the first month or so, but that wasn't the point a memory that should've stayed a memory was here.

She looked up. He was really there and if it did happen to be a hallucination it seemed very real.

"Am I?"

He nodded, "Actually yes you are."

Juliet wasn't sure how exactly true that was, knowing his compulsion to flirt with almost anyone. Maybe she'll pull his leg for just a little bit.

"Are you one of those weirdo compulsives who come to the same restaurant, sit in the same chair and eat the same food everyday?"

That one seemed to get him and for a moment he did actually smile.

"No, no, I was sitting right there three minutes ago and then I went outside to get myself a paper. I ordered a juice and look! I made a crawling snake with the straw wrapper. You can finish it if you think you're up to the job." he handed the "snake" to Juliet.

He really hadn't changed a bit from the last time she saw him.

"I'm sorry. Do you want me to move?"

"Not anymore." Taking the seat next to her, smiled. "So what's up Jules?"

Somewhere in the back of her mind it occurred to her that she was supposed to be working, instead she got caught up in the memory that would eventually leave, like he always did.

"I can't talk right now."

"You know Jules; if I didn't know better I would say you were trying to avoid me."

Juliet gave a soft chuckle. It was funny how close to the truth that was. "Look Shawn, if it were any other day I would've been happy to talk, but right here, right now, I can't."

Shawn put and hand to his heart in mock hurt, while giving her the puppy eyes. Was he trying to kill her?

Then the diner door opened and Juliet froze in place. Smile wiping off her face, she reached for her bag, or rather what was in it. Soon enough everything was fitting in to place to Shawn; where she sat, the creepy guy who just walked in, her defensive stance when he did, "Oh, that's why you couldn't talk."

"Shawn I'm going to need you to do me a favour." Damn. She really didn't want to pull her gun, but she had to.

"Name it."

"DUCK!" grabbing out her gun she pointed it towards the man, along with some other out-of-uniform-officers. Hands shaking, she hoped to God that she didn't have to use it and taking a sigh of relief when it was over.

Shawn was looking at her, smiling smugly as he did the first day they met and she felt the sudden urge to smack him at the back of his head.

"First time pulling your gun." It wasn't a question really, more of a statement disguised as a question, which made it even harder for Juliet to force down that need to cause harm to the man in front of her.

"Shut up Shawn." And with that she left. Only turning around before she walked through the door. He was smiling.

"So you're working here now?"

"Yea."

"Well I'll be seeing you around."

Her eyebrows crinkled in confusion. She remembered him saying that he won't be going back to Santa Barbara any time soon, of course people do change, and good amount of time had passed since then.

Seeing her confused face, he then said. "Haven't you heard, I'm the head Psychic at the SBPD."