A/N: Wow, ok, so this is the last chapter to the my first ever fanfic and i think i have grown some as a writer from this experience, but dont worry i dont plan on stopping anytime soon! I purposely left things a little open ended so i could come back with a sequal, i'm thinking their "official comming out", or christmas, or mabye even their first time, if i feel in the mood for some smut! do you all want some more? Please let me know, and as always, con-crit is more than welcome! thanks to everyone who has read, reviewed, and favorited this and i hope you enjoyed every bit!

Lassiter could see the lights on at his house as he rounded the block and only briefly wondered how Shawn had managed to get into his house, it wouldn't have surprised him if the psychic had crawled through a bathroom window. Like something as simple as a locked door would dissuade Shawn! He didn't want to look too eager so, rather than run up to his door, he walked.

Lassiter took a long, steadying breath then let himself into his own house. He waited for a moment but no noises came to him. That was a little concerning. He could smell food, good food, too, and followed it to the kitchen.

Shawn was asleep. He looked uncomfortable with his head resting on his hands, which were folded over the table. Lassiter looked around the kitchen with an ever growing smile. He was touched. He didn't even know Shawn could cook, much less knew what he liked, but here were some of his favorite dishes. They were obviously several hours cold but that was his own fault. Now he felt even worse for ruining Shawn's very good attempt at a romantic evening.

He heard Shawn shifting behind him and turned. Shawn's eyes opened slowly then he popped up.

"Lassie! You're home! I made dinner, I'm sorry for everything, I was so stupid!" He stood up and slowly moved closer. "I just wanted to make it up to you, and I completely understand if you want me to leave, but…"

Lassiter had cut him off with a gentle kiss but pulled back after only a few moments, there were some things he wanted to say as well.

"Shawn, you don't have to apologize, I'm the one who expected too much from you. I don't know why, I mean, I know you aren't good with serious stuff and it's not like you have any serious relationship experience. I'm sorry."

Shawn chuckled, a pensive little laugh so unlike his normal enthusiastic laughs.

"Well, it looks like we're both gonna have a lot of work to do if we want to make this work, then."

"Really, are you sure you still want a 'real' relationship? I mean, do you have any idea what you're getting into, with me of all people?

"Lassie, relax, I know this won't be easy but, yup, you bet, I definitely wouldn't want to try this whole 'relationship' thing with anybody else." And Shawn pulled Lassiter down for another, longer, kiss.

"Mmmm, we should eat." Lassie said when he broke apart.

Shawn looked slightly dejected at first but before Lassiter had a chance to say anything the smile was back. "I made dinner for you, I made your favorite stuff, Lassie! There isn't even any pineapple in anything!" He paused, then looked more solemn, "I wanted to show you I can think about other people, not just myself. And you know, you are really important to me. I didn't want to make you feel otherwise earlier at the station."

Lassiter marveled inwardly at the show of selflessness from the other man, wow, maybe this really does have potential.

"I know, Shawn, I shouldn't have reacted that way. This is amazing. We really shouldn't let it go to waste. Help me heat it up would you?"

Shawn smiled, glad Lassie wasn't mad at him anymore. They began re-heating the food.

"So, were you working on a new case."

"What, Why?"

"Well, you usually get off work around 8 and it's 11."

Lassiter didn't make eye contact, he felt a little ashamed at ruining Shawn's wonderfully planned romantic evening.

"Actually, I was waiting for you at your apartment, I was going to apologize."

Shawn laughed loudly at this. "Wow"

"I'm sorry for ruining your plans, Shawn."

"No, Lassie, don't apologize, that's the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for me. How long did you wait for?"

"Well I left the station around 8:30 and finally got worried enough to call Guster at 10:30, so two hours."


The food was all warming up by now so Shawn stepped closer again and looked deeply into Lassiter's eyes.

"This is gonna be one hell of a ride, isn't it?"