"SHAWN!"
Shawn looked over at Juliet and answered her call in strained tones. "Juliet, its going to be alright. we're going to get out of this, one way or another."
the suspect roughly grabbed shawns neck and put him in a choke hold. "oh, im not so sure about that, mr. psychic detective..." he sneered. Another man in the backround was fidgeting with his hands, in a custom fit suit, opening and closing a gold pocket watch.
Juliet continued to strain against her chains in an effort to get closer. She finally gave up when her arms felt like they were going to get ripped out of her sockets, and slumped against the wall, thinking back to how this all began.
o-o
"Hey Jules!" Shawn's cheerful voice boomed through out the station. Juliet rolled her eyes, hiding her ghost of a smile, and turned around to greet the common sight of the boisterous psychic detective bouncing into the station.
"Awww...Jules, whats up? Tough case or is it the lack of delicous flavor this place has? if thats the problem then i have just the solution!" and with that, he brought his arms out from behind his back and presented to Juliet a be-ribboned pineapple. "Surprise! :D" he chirped as he held out the gift.
"And, if anyone else is interested, i have a pineapple basket on the back of my motorcycle!" he called out. the response was widespread throughout the office as the various police officers called out their gratitude. "Awright then," Shawn called as he exited the building, "ill just go out and get it from my baby!"
Juliet rolled her eyes at the way he endeared his bike, and went back to writing up the status report for a new case they had gotten a few days earlier. They already had a lead suspect. Not bad for a case they did without Shawn. Another 15 minutes had passed and the only sound in the station was the usual sound of muttering between officers and the sound of miscellaneous objects being moved around. Juliet began to wonder where Shawn had gone. Surely it didn't take a half hour to get a basket full of tropical fruit, did it?
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Shawn was busy arranging the pineapples in a huge fruit basket just right, when suddenly something large, dull, and heavy hit him upside the head. The world turned turned black before he crumpled to the ground. Two men, one in a suit and one in casual clothes, with stains that looked suspiciously dark and red, picked up one of Shawn's arms and started dragging him away, not paying attention to the trail of blood he was leaving on the ground. One by choice as he looked exceptionally queasy, and the other, who seemed to deal with these things often enough, just didn't seem to care.
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"Thats it!" Juliet said to herself. She was going to march out there and see what happened to Shawn and his pineapple! She had just got outside before she saw his norton laying on the ground sideways, pineapple skattered all over the floor, and a trail of blood leading to a foot in one of Shawn's sneakers get dragged into a car and speeding away. "SHAWN!" she ran back into the building calling to Lassiter, "CARLTON! ITS SHAWN!"
Lassiter, as well as the rest of the station, looked up from the strained and panicked note in her voice, and Lassiter rushed outside. He saw pineapple, a trail of blood, and skid marks on the ground, before he ran to the chief, with Juliet close behind.
"Shawn has been abducted, I need a team. We are going to find him, no matter how much i dont want to."
The chief stood up and said, "Choose your team. You'll leave immediately."
Lassiter nodded and turned on his heel, intending to leave the office. He was stopped by the chief's voice once again.
"Oh, and Detective...find him."
He nodded again, slower, and left the office, barking out, "I WANT EYES ON SPENCER TEN MINUTES AGO. COME ON PEOPLE, LETS MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!"
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ok i think i did much better, despite having a probably broken finger...tell me what ya think!