Hey, So if anyone had actually taken an interest in my psych ff. I am sorry ,but everytime I sit down to write it this comes out. For those who might have interest in Escape I will update that again soon.. I hope. School is back in session so I do not have alot of time to write and my updates will be farther apart than normal. I adore Psych. Shawn and Jules are my favorite couple on television. I also really like criminal minds. Any characters you recognize from either of those shows is not mine. Those belong to USA and CBS and alot of other people namley not me. I love reviews aspecially ones that critique my writing. Tell me what you like, what to change or even what to add. I will try to listen t o advice something I will not do though.

Okay super long An but that is okay. Hope you enjoy my story!

Trinity Gideon was curled into a ball on her tropical themed bedspread. If she had dared to stand up walk over to her front door and peek out. She would have seen the man with a blacksuit standing guard. It wasn't fair she thought.

Trinity's mom was a psychologist with an iedetic memory. Because of her mother's job, they would travel across the country. Her mom often did psych evals at various police departments. Trinity didn't mind traveling. As long as they always came back to the tiny two bedroom apartment that was half the size of the smallest hotel rooms they stayed in. The reason Trinity enjoyed coming home had nothing to do with the bright pink walls . The teal blue carpet that the young girl had been informed was the Color of an ocean somewhere had nothing to do with what made this apartment home either.

Trinity loved being able to look out her window and see the dark water crashing against wood. She could walk a few yards and hop on a trolley that took her to the best chocolate place in the world. Trinity Gideon adored the touristy city that she lived in. She loved living on a tourist trap pier. Looking out her window and seeing a world famous prison. She loved being with in driving distance of scenic beaches. Trinity didn't mind traveling as long as they came home.

Normally Trinity would be getting prepared for going back to Saint Francis Academy with her best friend Thea on the Saturday after returning from a businesstrip with her mom. However, three days ago she had put her foot down refusing to go back to that school without Thea.

Dorathea Davison had been your typical twelve yearold girl. She was of Irish decent. With thick dark hair that fell loosley onto her shoulders. She had enjoyed swimming competively. In most of her life she blended into the background coming of as the shy girl with nerdish tendencies. Everything she got academically she worked hard for. Most people who had met her would vaguely remember her face but not much more. If asked most people would tell you she was kind and smart. Dorathea spent most of her time with an energetic, strawberry blond. Until eight days ago Thea had always been texting or standing next to Trinity Gidion.

Eight days ago Thea had stopped texting Trinity. Trinity had known something was wrong, but nobody believed her. For three days Trinity had been told that the Davisons were just on vacation. That Thea was out of cell service and that was why they couldn't get in contact. Then Madlien Spencer had received a phone call. The Davisons were missing. She had then gathered her daughter in her arms and told her she was probably never going to see her best friend again.

That was why instead of going back to school shopping with Thea, Trinity had been at the airport showing a picture of the Davisons to employees asking if any of them had been seen there. Trinity had been going to the bathroom when a guy and a girl had walked in. Hearing the mans voice in the ladies room had caused Trinity to lift her legs as silently as she could. It was then that she heard the plan to murderer the head psychic detective for the SBPD.

Trinity had never been religious. However then as she had listened to the plan to take the detective's bestfriend, then his girlfriend, then his mom and dad. Last they would make him watch as everyone he cared for was murdered. The fact that God didn't smite them down and stop the murderers made her believe there was not one. After they left Trinity had ran to the nearest police station to tell them what she heard.

That is why Trinity is terrified curled up on her bed. After awhile her mom bursts into her room. "Rose! Are you okay?" She asks worry tensing her voice.

Trinity looks up as tears fill her vision. "They don't believe me. And a detective in Santa Barbara is going to lose everything!"Trinity told her mom begging her to help.

Madelin studied her daughters face. She is a psychologist. She knows that this could easily be her grieving daughters cry for attention. Maddie also knows her daughter. In every micro expression on Trinity's face was fear and sincerity. Madelin pulled her daughter toward her. "Which detective?" She asked figuring if a name was given she could call either her son or exhusband and have them look into it.

"The head psychic detective for the SBPD." She informed her mom.

Madelin Spencer felt her heart stop. "Goose" she gasped as she wrapped one arm protectively around her daughter. " Trinity, pack your bag." Madelin ordered as she pulled out her phone

Psych, Burton Guster speaking" Gus answered the phone on it's last ring. Shooting an annoyed glare at Shawn who was too engrossed in his mini golf course he was creating to notice it ringing.

Gus, may I speak with Shawn" Madlien requested.

"Sure, one second ." Gus spoke as he threw a bag of corn nuts at Shawn. Shawn looked up about to demand an explanation from Gus when Gus handed him the phone. "It's your mom" he said.

Shawn took the phone surprised. Wasn't his mom supposed to be at an urgent work matter? Isn't that why she canceled dinner with him and Juliet? "Mom" He spoke into the phone.

"Hey Goose, good news It turns out I can make dinner tonight."Madlien spoke as she pulled into a gas station. Trinity sat in the passenger seat. Madlien had had to cancel dinner with Shawn and his girlfriend when the Davisons went missing.

Shawn smiled."That's great. I'll call Jules and tell her "Shawn announced. Then put his hand over the reciever. "Dude, Juliet is going to meet my mom!" shawn told Gus.

"Juliet already knows your mom." Gus replied, flipping through his magazine.

At this Shawn frowned then pointed out the obvious."Not officially."

Smiling Shawn dialed His girl friend's number. "Hey Jules...

"Hey,Maddie?" Henry answered his door. His brow furrowed in confusion at the unexpected appearence of his Ex-Wife.

"Is Shawn here?" She asked. After Henry shook his head. She turned around and indicated for her daughter to come up to the door.

After a moment the young girl appeared at her side. With a smile towards her daughter, she introduced her daughter to her Ex-husband.

After a moment of standing awkwardly in the doorway. Henry gestured for them to come in. After they walked into the kitchen Madelin handed her daughter her laptop. "Go do your schoolwork in the back Rose Gidion, school work only. Do not even consider searching the SFPD records again or you will be grounded until you turn 40."

Trinity headed out into the backyard to do her online classes.

In the kitchen Henry turned to his former wife. "You have a daughter?" He asked. Madelin nodded. "How?.. When?..Does Shawn know?"

"It was a few years after I left. No Shawn doesn't know,and I think you know how Henry." Madelin explained.

"Who is her father?" Henry asked. At the flash of pain on his former wife's face, Henry felt a dig in his stomach. He remembered that this wasn't an interrogation. The person he was talking to is not a criminal. She is his family. Someone who for a large period of time was his whole world. Someone who ,rather he liked it or not ,he still cared deeply for.

Maddie felt a stabbing pain through her heart as she recalled those years after she had left her husband. Maddie , had cried everynight for monthes after she left. A few years later she had met Jason. He was kind and intelligent. He was passionate in everything he did. Mostly he loved her...and she did love him.

Madelin Spencer had found herself alone. Without the promise of returning to her family. She missed Henry and Shawn more than she ever thought possible. Her logic had been simple. When the day came that Henry was lost to his work in the way that she had seen happen to so many others. She wouldn't have to watch its agonizing pace. She knew she wouldn't be able to handle it. So even though when Jason came around she still cared for her Ex-husband. Madelin Spencer took the easy road. She forced herself to fall for the kind man who loved her.

Little had she known the very thing she had been terrified of happening to Henry would consume him shortly after the birth of their daughter.

Trinity folded her laptop and set it aside. She brought her legs up under her and leaned into the side of the porch swing. She felt like a horrible friend. She had forgotten to text Thea that she was going to Santa Barbara. Trinity had't even considered texting her best friend until now. And now.. Trinity remembered. Thea is gone.

It felt so unreal. Never had Trinity imagined life without Thea. It had always seemed so in stone. After highschool, they would go to collage together, After that they would work near each other. It had always seemed like they would end up in a nursing home as old ladies. Trinity had never contemplated the idea of never seeing her again. It seemed so forieghn and … wrong.

They two best friends had two promises. The first one was simple. It was one that most girls will have at one point in their life. It is the promise to be best friends forever. The second promise is not as common. Since the bestfriends were six years old they would promise eachother everyday." I will be a better me tomorrow." Neither girl knew why they started doing it. They just simply kept doing it.

The grief squeezed Trinity chest mercilessly. Sadness grabbing her breath, holding it hostage and forcing Trinity to comprehend the incomprehendable .

Henry had seen many grieving friends and family in his time on the force, but he always expected the grief. Now as he walked into his backyard, He was not prepared to see the young girl curled inward. The struggle her mind was facing so evident on her face.

Henrys first instinct when he come across the crying girl is to turn around and get her mother. Perhaps this is the instinct everyone has upon coming to a situation that requires one to work. Henry however is one of the better men, He walked towards her. "Hey, Sweetie what's bothering you?" He asked as he settled himself next to his Ex-wifes daughter.

Trinity looked up." I'm never going to see her again. Nobody cares enough to look.. and our promises don't matter!" Trinity was trying to force herself to accept it. To accept that Thea was gone and the world kept turning.

It didn't feel like that for Trinity though. It felt like the world had stopped. That she was still on one day. Looking around her she felt anger. The mailman who was delivering mail, The seagulls yelling, the car driving past with the music too loud, they didn't know. They couldn't see the loss of an intelligent, hard working, considerate and just all around amazing girl. They had no idea who Thea Davison was. That didn't seem right to Trinity. The man sitting across from her. Knew nothing of the amazing girl who was lost She couldn't do anything about all the people she just thought of, but she could inform the man sitting across from her.

Trinity went through this thought process in an astoundingly short matter of turned to him her green eyes pleading."Will you listen?" she asked. Taken aback by the request Henry nodded and Trinity began telling the tale of Dorathea Davison. By the time the story was done Henry understood the scene he had entered when he walked into his back yard.

"Ya know what the best thing about a pomise is?" He asked Trinity after listening to her grief.

"What?" Trinity asked her eyes red and her face tear stained.

"You can always make and keep them. Even if that person can't hear you...all you have to do is remember." He informed her.

Trinity turned the statement around in her head repeatedly. After a moment she offered a small smile. "Thank you."

The two sat in silence for a few moments. After a while Henry realized the girl had fallen asleep. He attempted to gently nudge her awake but all that resulted in was her shuffling in her sleep so she was leaning against his elbow. Henry gave up on waking her up and simply closed his eyes and relaxed. That was how Madelin found them.

Relieved that her daughter seemed to sleeping soundly and not pacing her room as had been the habit of her daughter since the Davisons went missing she decided to go visit Shawn.
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