Hey guys! I'm back with a new story. This time it's for Psych and this is my first Psych fanfic, so please be nice if I don't get the immaturity of Shawn and Gus just right or Lassiter and his grumpiness.
I hope you guys enjoy~
P.S: Italics are thoughts.
Please read and review. :D I expect nice reviews and occasional criticism, but NO hate please! :)
Juliet was setting up the dinning table for dinner and waiting for Shawn to come back from Psych. He was running late as usual and it didn't really worry Juliet.
She stood over the stove stirring the contents of the pot which contained spaghetti. The flame was turned off and Juliet let it simmer, so it wouldn't be overcooked. She then grabbed a rag from the kitchen and wiped her hands clean before turned to the dining table to set the pineapple smoothie glasses next to each of their plates. She wondered to herself why Shawn was so obsessed with pineapple. She loved pineapple, don't get her wrong, but for Shawn it was an obsession. Although it was the only fruit he would eat and it did wonders in bed, she kind of thought he should cut back. Their grocery expenses were extremely high due to Shawn buying a pineapple every single day. She smiled at the thought and looked at the clock on the opposite wall.
He should be home by now. She thought.
She only sighed and looked over the pot to look at the status of the spaghetti.
Maybe Shawn was running late. There's always traffic. Maybe she should call Gus. Oh wait, he was in Hawaii on vacation with his family. Maybe Lassiter would know.
She walked over to her side of the table, picked up her phone that sat next to the plate, and right when she was about to call Lassiter, the phone rang.
"Hey Carlton. I was just going to call you."
"O'Hara..." She could sense the worry and sadness in his voice.
"What is it Carlton? You're scaring me." She sat on one of the chairs to ready herself for bad news.
"Shawn... He..."
"What about Shawn?! Carlton please tell me what's wrong! What happened to Shawn?!" She screamed for the answer. She was panicked and scared and didn't know what to do next.
"McNabb is outside your house. Come to the police station and then we'll talk." Juliet was fully aware Carlton was just trying to calm her down, but she needed to know. If anything happened to the man she loved, she wouldn't know how to deal with it.
"No Carlton. Tell me what happened to Shawn!" She yelled as tears streamed down her face. Part of her thought that Shawn was going to walk through the front door any minute now. The other, well let's just say the other was in total distress right now.
"Spencer's missing."
No, that couldn't be. She just saw Shawn earlier today. He was at the Psych office looking for clues for their case. No! She saw him today.
"O'Hara? Are you there? O'Hara?" She heard Carlton say repeatedly, but her brain wouldn't let it register.
She dropped to her knees onto the cold hardwood floor and started bawling.
No! THIS COULD NOT BE!
