This story will have a lot of influence from the amazing show "Shameless". That's where my inspiration comes from, but it won't be copied from the show. The chapters will be rather short, but I plan on updating frequently. I really hope you guys enjoy this!
Santa Barbara- 2013
"I'm just saying…" Gus continued as he and Shawn stepped out of the blue Toyota Echo, and onto the pavement surrounded by police officers, and caution tape.
"And I'm just saying Gus," Shawn sighed, and shook his head at his best friend. "Why are you so paranoid?"
Gus stopped in his tracks, "Paranoid? I'm not paranoid Shawn."
"Since when have I ever let you down?" Shawn turned to glance at Gus who was giving him a 'Are you shitting me?' look. "Alright, alright." Shawn gave in walking closer to the body lying in the middle of the road. "I'll fix it when we get back."
"Damn straight you will." Gus crossed his arms, and met Shawn by the body. Detective Carlton Lassiter, and Juliet O'Hara were already standing at the scene, and examining the body.
"Fix what?" Juliet asked Shawn.
"Nothing beautiful." Shawn winked at her. Juliet shook her head, and moved to give Shawn and Gus a better look. It had been over a month since Juliet had discovered Shawn's secret, even though things were still tense between the two, it was getting better. Shawn had finally stopped calling her constantly every day, but he still acted as if they were together in public. Light flirting, the occasional glance, and small attempts to touch her. Juliet was glad that things were settling down between them, the bad tension had been toxic towards her life. She was in a middle place now concerning their relationship, content to give their relationship time, and happy Shawn still acted the same. At least he wasn't giving up on them.
"Shawn busted the lock on the Psych office this morning when he lost his key." Gus glared at man he was talking about. "He needs to fix it."
"C'mon son. It's not like we're going to get robbed. It's practically impossible that it'll happen twice in one day." Shawn shrugged at his partner.
"Robbed? Who said anything about-?" Gus started but was interrupted by an angry bark from Carlton.
"Will you two idiots shut up? I'm trying to examine a crime scene, big boy work- not that the two of you know what that is." Carlton bumped passed Gus, and knelt down next to the body.
"Charlotte Hayes, twenty-five, an operant drug over dose." Carlton motioned to a needle sticking out from the woman's arm.
"What's she doing in the street?" Gus stepped back from body.
"There's a crack house near here." Shawn said looking around at all the shabby homes near them. They were in the poorer part of the city, the roads were covered in pot holes, trash lined the streets, and sidewalks. The houses were rundown, broken, and used for God knows what.
"How do you know that?" Carlton questioned Shawn.
"My dad used to bust people around here all the time, he brought me along a couple of times." Shawn answered shoving his hands in his pockets.
"I forget you're the son of a person who was actually successful in his life." Carlton commented with a smug.
"Hardy har har." Shawn mocked with a sigh, "She probably stumbled from one of those." He pointed to a series of houses across the street from them.
"I'll get a search team, and go through the houses. Maybe we can find someone who saw something." Carlton stood from his position, and went over to his cruiser to made a radio call.
"They won't tell anything." Shawn said to Juliet.
"What makes you say that?" She folded her arms and looked at him.
"Snitches get stitches." He drew a line across his neck with his index finger.
"Guess we'll just have to arrest everyone." Juliet gave him a shrug, and met her partner by the car.
"I have a weird feeling." Shawn confessed to Gus who was trying not to upheave his lunch.
"Me too." Gus lost his battle, and puked on the ground next to him.
"Easy buddy, easy." Shawn patted his back, and watched as a couple more police cars pulled up.
~~~~~~PSYCH~~~~~
"I want this clean and easy." Carlton instructed standing in front of one of the homes with a brigade of policemen in front of him. "Do not fire unless provoked, we are here to find out what happened to the girl, however, feel free to arrest any scumbags you feel deserve it. We have a van coming soon so we can load them up."
"Dobson, you take your team and go to the first house. McNabb, you're going to the second. The rest of you will come with me, and Detective O'Hara. Any questions? Good. Go." Carlton pointed to the houses they were supposed to go, and dismissed the teams of officers.
"What about me Lassie?" Shawn called from the hood of one of the cruisers.
"Stay out here, and don't screw anything up." Carlton told him before he and Juliet began to march towards their assigned house.
"Like I'm going to stay out here." Shawn scoffed walking after them. "Jesus." He shouted covering his nose once he entered the building. The walls were bare with wires and pipes showing, the air smelled of feces and smoke while rats climbed over his feet.
"Spencer, I told you stay outside!" Carlton shouted at him.
"Carlton," Juliet groaned covering her nose with the sleeve of her jacket. "We can use the help, this place is filthy." Juliet kicked a small pill of dirty clothes to emphasize her point.
"Fine, but don't touch anything." Carlton snapped wrinkling his nose at his surroundings. "Will someone open up a freaking window?" He shouted to no one in particular.
"I'm going to check upstairs." Shawn motioned to a staircase.
"Be careful. This place looks like it's going to fall apart." Juliet warned him.
"Spencer wait, come over here." Carlton waved him over to a figure lying on the cement floor. "Help me roll him over." Shawn bent down with Carlton and rolled the person over onto his back.
"Fuck." Shawn said with surprise looking down at the man.
"You know this person?" Juliet asked him.
"Yeah this is Frank…" Shawn took a deep breath. "My biological father."