Who Knew?
CRAP guys I'm really sorry, sometimes I think I have ADHD with my inability to stay focused on one fandom for very long. But hey, I just finished Psych the tv show and I have to say it's the best American show I have EVER watched. I'm not kidding. I started out shipping Lassiet, but when I was looking for Lassiet fanfiction about halfway through the first season, I glanced at Shassie and fell in love. XD
The Chief is the first to realize Lassie is in love with Shawn. Everyone knows Shawn is smitten with Lassie.
When Carlton Lassiter was promoted to head detective of the SBPD, everyone thought he was the ideal candidate, if not a little harsh: loyal, hardworking, a good shot. 10 years down the road, he was divorced and the resident hard-ass of the Police Dept. Interim (not that you'll ever catch anyone calling her that) Chief Vick thought it was high time someone stepped in to soften the Irishman up. Of course, that someone ended up being Shawn Spencer.
The first time Shawn stepped into that interrogation room, you could feel the entire police station holding its breath: how would Head Detective Carlton Lassiter react to this... this idiot, this antagonizing pest?
Well, we all know that story.
A little bit down the line, however, the relationship between the two men had changed. It wasn't obvious, but the little things started to add up. A touch during a "vision" here, a grab there, the most notable being when Shawn Spencer, after an interesting rendition of "Dazzle and Stretch", flopped into the Head Detective's lap. Chief Vick had to suppress a small smile here: if that wasn't blatantly throwing yourself at someone, she didn't know what was.
By now, it was common knowledge in the police station that Shawn Spencer, resident psychic, had an enormous crush on the Head Detective, but Lassiter had shown no signs of reprociation. The practical lapdance was just an escalation of Spencer's flirting. What was more suprising was the slight hitch in Lassiter's voice and the slight tinge of pink tinting the tips of his ears as Shawn climbed off his lap. The downright shocking thing was the hand, Lassiter's left hand, that had instinctually reached up to cup the small of Shencer's back, to hold him in his lap.
Chief Vick didn't realize all of this until replaying the incident in her mind while retelling the story to her husband at dinner.
When it sunk in, she stopped speaking for a moment, eyes wide, and broke out into a grin: it looked like Carlton might have finally found the winner.