Hi everybody! I wrote this a while ago but I promised myself that I wouldn't post it unless it was completely done. But then I decided against it. I know I'll probably regret it since I'm kind of stuck (again).

This story is about how Juliet deals with the things that happened in 'Mr Yin Presents...'. I know, I know, there are about 500 stories about it already but I can't help it. I love that episode! But this fanfic doesn't have anything to do with my first fanfic which also is about 'Mr Yin Presents...'. No relation what so ever!

I wrote the thoughts in Italic just so you know.

Enjoy!

"O'Hara, please sit down." Chief Vick said and sat down at her desk.

Juliet sat down and threw a glance at the Chief and then locked her eyes on a spot a few inches beside the Chief's chin.

"First of all, I want to say that I'm really glad you're fine. Now I suggest you go home and rest. I'll call the department psychologist and..."

"No, I don't want to talk to anyone." Juliet interrupted. She cleared her throat and finally looked at the Chief.

"I'm fine, I promise. I'm perfectly capable of going back to work tomorrow."

The Chief stared at her for a moment. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She knew Juliet wouldn't accept any outside help, but she hoped Juliet would at least stay home for a few days.

"I just need to sleep tonight and I'll come in to work tomorrow."

She kept repeating it to herself as if it would make her better.

"You're not coming to work tomorrow. O'Hara, you went through something traumatic. It's okay if you don't want to talk to a psychologist but I'm suggesting a temporary reassignment for a while."

Juliet kept shaking her head no. She didn't want to be alone in an unfamiliar environment.

"I can't be alone." She said and hated how she sounded. Like a scared child.

"I have to be here, with everyone..." Her voice drifted off and she kept her eyes focused on the fish ornament on Chief Vick's desk. After a few minutes of silence, Karen stood up.

"Okay, well." She said with a defeated sigh.

"If you don't have anything to add, I'll see you tomorrow."

She waited until Juliet stood up too and then followed her out.

"Tomorrow." Chief Vick said with a nod and then retreated back into her office. Juliet nodded and went to her desk. She quickly opened her drawer and pulled out a couple of files and her chap-stick and stuffed them in her bag. She didn't notice Lassiter hurrying to her desk and jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Sorry." Lassiter muttered.

"What did the Chief say?"

"Nothing. I'm going home to sleep tonight and I'll see you tomorrow." Juliet answered avoiding his eyes, because she knew that he had the same thing in mind as the Chief. She hung her bag over her shoulder.

Lassiter opened his mouth but closed it again. He knew that Juliet didn't want to be treated any different from before, but at the same time Yin still wasn't caught and he knew by the way she flinched when somebody touched her that she was terrified of him coming back and finishing what he started.

"You need a ride?" He asked.

"No thanks. I'll just take my car."

She said goodbye to Carlton and checked her desk one last time to see if she had forgotten something (She didn't want to have to come back here again until tomorrow).

She walked to her car, opened the car-door and sat down. Taking deep breaths she started the car and drove home.

Back at the station, Lassiter stood by the window and watched as Juliet's car turned the corner and disappeared. When he saw Chief Vick coming out from the lady's room, he stopped her and said:

"Can I talk to you for a moment?"

Chief Vick nodded and opened the door to her office, stepped back to let Lassiter in, and sat down herself. She looked at him questioningly as he contemplated on how he would say what he wanted to say.

"What happened to O'Hara? I thought she was taking a few days off."

"I tried." The Chief said tiredly.

"She wouldn't listen and kept insisting on coming here tomorrow."

"You're just gonna let her?" Lassiter burst out.

Chief Vick raised her eyebrows and Lassiter apologized quickly.

"Look, detective O'Hara wants to pretend nothing ever happened and I'm going to let her do that for a while. I'll give her easy work and your job is to recognize when she really needs time off, and then I will reassign her. It's our best approach." She added when she saw Lassiter's concerned look.

He thought for a moment. Maybe it was the best way. O'Hara's mind worked like his when it came to things like this. She didn't want to show any weakness and he admired that, even though it annoyed him at times.

"Thank you." He said and stood up from his chair.

"Detective." Chief Vick said before he got out of the room. He turned around.

"Take care of her." Lassiter nodded. He intended to.

Juliet sat on the couch in her apartment and stared at the television in front of her. It wasn't on but she didn't notice. When she had come in to her home, the first thing she did was to check all the rooms and turning on all the lights. Then she locked the door and secured the windows. After making sure everything was safe, she had sat down on the comfortable sofa, without taking of her coat or shoes and just stared. She usually liked to think about her day when she came home, but today her mind just wasn't working. Half an hour later, she finally stood up and went into the bathroom to take a hot bath. When she finally got into the tub, the water was hot but she just felt numb. She didn't feel anything. All of the emotions seemed to have disappeared with the tears she had shed on the clock tower. Right then she had felt numb too, but that dumb EMT had made the feelings come back in floods. Then she had felt every emotion known to man.

Stress, relief, sadness, tiredness and about a dozen more. But then Carlton had come and pulled her into a hug when her mask cracked and fell on the ground in a thousand pieces. Or it felt like that anyway. Now she just wanted to cry... or not. She didn't know what she wanted. She closed her eyes and rested her head on the wall behind her. She just sat there and felt completely empty. After a while she got up, dried herself and changed into a pair of flannel pants and a tank top.

All of a sudden a shrill sound made her jump. Her eyes zoomed around the room until she realized that it was the doorbell. She stood frozen for a moment but then she heard someone outside the door.

"O'Hara! O'Hara! Are you in there?"

She almost laughed when she recognized the voice. She jogged to the front door and unlocked it. Carlton was standing outside looking slightly panicked for a second but his looks changed when he saw her.

"O'Hara. I've been calling you for an hour but you didn't pick up the phone."

"I was taking a bath, and I think my phone died. Come in."

She stepped aside to let him in.

"How are you?" He asked awkwardly when he sat down on the sofa.

"Fine." Juliet answered shortly. Why was he here? The last thing she wanted to do now was to talk to someone. She just wanted to watch some stupid television program until she fell asleep.

Carlton repositioned his legs and looked at Juliet's frame. She was staring stubbornly at her knees, and she kept biting her lip.

She always does that when she's concentrating or nervous, he thought to himself.

"So." He said and cleared his throat. Juliet looked up at him.

"You hungry?"

Juliet looked at him confused. She didn't expect him to talk about food. She thought he was here on the Chief's orders.

"Yeah. I guess. I haven't eaten since yesterday."

"Do you want to order something or go out?"

He was expecting her to join him for dinner. Or was it lunch? Juliet threw a glance at the clock and confirmed that it was an early dinner. Which meal it was however, she didn't know if his assumption was sweet or annoying. Was she even hungry?

"O'Hara." Lassiter said to bring her back from her wandering thoughts.

"Sorry. We can order some food." She said to answer his question.

They decided on some pizza and Lassiter ordered on his phone while Juliet went to find some Tylenol. She was starting to get a throbbing headache and that was one thing more than she could handle today.

Carlton finished his call and came back into the living-room.

"What's that?" He asked when he saw her swallowing two tablets.

"Tylenol." She answered.

Carlton didn't ask any questions. He guessed she had a headache given the amount of stress she had been in, not to mention the fact that she'd been drugged when she was kidnapped. He looked over at Juliet again and noticed that she was trying to say something. Her mouth was opening and closing like she was figuring out what she wanted to say but changing her mind.

Finally she spoke.

"How did you know where I was?" Her voice came out so quietly that he almost didn't hear it.

She cleared her throat and said, with a stronger voice this time.

"How did you find me?"

Lassiter debated with himself for a while. What did she mean?

"You know how we found you, O'Hara." He didn't know what she meant.

Juliet fumbled with her fingers and felt tears burning in her eyes.

"I-I don... I don't know. I just..." She felt so confused. Why did she ask that?

She felt the tears coming back and she furiously kept drying her eyes with her sleeve.

Carlton moved towards her on the couch.

"O'Hara..." He put his hand over her fidgeting fingers.

She started to feel like she couldn't breathe and started gasping for her breath.

"Stop it. Stop it." She kept repeating to herself in a whisper.

"What?" Lassiter asked, but a second later Juliet opened her mouth and a sob escaped her lips.

She quickly covered her face to silence her sobbing.

Lassiter winced. He put his hand on her shoulder and moments later, Juliet leaned in his arms.

He wrapped his arms around her and felt her tremble every time she sobbed.

For a long time, Lassiter sat on the couch with a crying Juliet in his arms.

"Hey. It's okay." He said softly when he heard Juliet started to gasp for her breath again.

"I'm sorry." Juliet cleared her throat.

"Want to watch something on TV?" Carlton asked with his arm still around Juliet's shoulders.

She didn't move, so Carlton picked up the remote and started scanning through the channels. He finally settled on 'Bones' and sat back while Juliet moved closer to him. At the end of the episode, the door knocked. Carlton realized it had to be the pizza delivery and went to sit up, but felt Juliet's weight beside him. He looked over to see her sleeping. He carefully put a pillow under her head and went to open the door. After he payed for the food, he got two plates and carefully shook Juliet to make her wake up.

"Hmm..." Was the only audible thing Carlton could recognize. Her head was buried in the pillow and she had pulled a blanket over herself.

"The pizza's here." Carlton said.

Juliet inhaled sharply and sat up, her hair looking like a bird's nest. Carlton chuckled at her and handed her a slice of pizza. They ate their food in silence and when they were done, Juliet convinced Carlton to leave. He reluctantly did, but the minute the door was locked, Juliet regretted it. She put on some music to cover up the silence and went into her bedroom to get some more sleep.

She turned off the lamp and pulled the covers back and climbed into bed. Suddenly she heard a bang outside her window. Seconds later, Juliet was sitting in her bed with her gun pointed at the window. She saw a shadow and was just about to pull the trigger, when she saw that the 'kidnapper' was a cat who was hiding from the rain. Juliet took a few trembling breathes and put her hand on her heart to slow it down.

"Calm down. Pull yourself together. It's just a dumb cat." She said to herself. She tried to lay back down on the bed, but every sound and shadow became Yin so a few minutes later, she found herself back in the living-room on the couch. She tucked herself in and put her gun next to her on the coffee table. As she jumped when the air conditioner turned on, she said to herself:

"This is going to be a long night."

Now that wasn't so bad, or was it? Please do what you do best and let me know what you think! I don't know when the next chapter will come but I'm working on it. It's just the end of school term and I have to finish everything, and that includes writing a song on the piano! I mean come on, I'm not Mozart or Vivaldi! My teacher seems to think I am (She's going to be so disappointed!). Anyways back to Psych! Again if you have ANY ideas at all, please tell me! Until next time/ShulesFan99