Hi guys! This is my first psych story and this idea has been running through my head since I read Moondragon23's story: "Two Dead Guys And A Girl" because that story was amazing! I have permission from the author to write this! It's not going to be exactly the same, it's going to have some MAJOR differences... Yes, I got the name from this from the show "The Secret Circle." I haven't seen it, but I thought that the name would suit this story.

Disclaimer: I totally own Psych. (I don't. Please don't sue me!)

"Shawn, it was Marsha Mason who played Lorraine in Back To The Future!" Gus argued. Shawn clicked his tongue.

"Gus, everybody knows that it was Wendy Jo Sperber who played Lorraine." He answered, as if this was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Marsha Mason!" Gus insisted.

"Wenndy Jo Sperber!" Shawn shot back.

"Actually." A voice rang out, causing the two men to turn around. "Lea Thompson played Lorraine. Wendy played Linda Mcfly and Marsha Mason wasn't even in the movie." It was a girl.

Shawn thought a moment. "She's right." He said.

The girl grinned triumphantly. She appeared to be short for her age and had long, straight, dark brown hair that reached below her waist. It was styled in a half up half down position held together by two braids. Her eyes were a light hazel with small flakes of gold in them, and her nose was sprinkled with freckles. She was wearing a Wicked: The Musical t-shirt, blue jeans and black converse.

Ok... Worn shirt. She could've just used it a lot. Shawn thought. The cuffs on her jeans were dusty and her converse had dirt on them. Smirking, he raised a hand to his temple matching his infamous 'psychic' pose. He jerked his feet around.

"Oh Gus! Its fast, I-it's a car!" He yelled.

"Fast and Furious?" Gus guessed. Shawn pointed his finger at him. "Yes. Yes!"

"Vin Diesel?" Shawn shook his head. The girl looked down at her cuffs and rolled her eyes. "Paul Walker. Because I walked all the way here. Really? That's the best you can do?" She challenged. Shawn opened his eyes.

"What's your name?" He queried.

"Shouldn't you know, psychic?" She answered, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Uh... Anna?" He asked hopefully. She shook her head.

"Sue?"

"Nope." She smiled, clearly enjoying this. "Beth?" He tried.

"Not even close. You want to know the real reason you can't guess my name?" She asked.

"Im just not getting any psychic vibes from you." He answered. The girl scoffed. "Then how come you knew that I had walked all the way here?" She asked.

"I, uh..." He didn't have an answer For that. "I'll tell you why." She said. "Hyper observance and deductive reasoning, while admirable, is not in any way, shape, or form Related to psychic powers. And I'm impervious to whatever argument you might have on this discussion."

He gaped at her and she extended her hand. "I'm Aurora." She said. Gus walked up to her, clipboard in hand. "Aurora what?" He asked, his eyes narrowing.

"Woah, back up baldy. I'm not sure I'd like to release my contact information just yet." She answered.

"I am not bald!" Gus argued.

"Keep telling yourself that." Aurora muttered. "Before I tell you who I am, do you mind telling me who you are? I didn't come all this way for nothing!"

Shawn stood up. "I am a doviner." He said regally. Aurora quirked her eyebrow. "You mean a diviner."

"I've heard it both ways." He answered. "Anyways, I am Shawn Spencer and this is my partner, Lord Quincey Pinkleton."

"Really? So you weren't Calling him Gus?" She asked.

"Your turn." He demanded. Aurora sighed. "I'm Aurora Lilian Jensen. I'm twelve and Im hyper observant as well. So don't even try to sell me your psychic act." She answered.

"Is there a reason why you're here?!" He asked, growing vexed. "Yes. I need your help finding my father." She said, her voice growing soft.

"No!" Gus yelled. Shawn, however, stood up. "A case?! We'll take it!" He answered.

"Shawn!" Gus Chided.

"Gus, we haven't had a case in three weeks! Work with me here." He said.

"Fine." He agreed with a resigned shrug of his shoulders. Aurora smiled. "Thanks Pinkleton." She said. He glared At the short girl.

"I don't like you." He growled.

"I'll get over it." She retorted.

Shawn chuckled. This day just got a whole lot more interesting.

"Chief, there isn't a case here! An unhealthy drunk dies of alcohol poisoning." Lassie argued. Karen closed her eyes, rubbing her temples.

"Carlton, we're just investigating. Its not an official case." She explained through clenched teeth.

"But Chie-" His phone began to ring, interrupting him mid-sentence. He took it out To silence it. His breath hitched in his throat when he saw the caller ID. "Uh, I have to take this." He said.

"Detective!" Karen reproved. Lassie met Juliet's eyes, shifting his phone in his pocket to show her. Juliet nodded in understanding.

"O'hara can take over." He said gruffly and stepped out, calling the number back

"Lassiter." He answered.

"Oh! Hello Mr. Lassiter." Peggy, the school secretary said.

"It's Detective." He corrected. "Right! Sorry..."

"Whats wrong." He asked.

"Oh, it seems as if Amaya has gotten herself into another fight. She's pretty bruised up." Peggy explained. Lassie growled.

"I'll be there." He said, before hanging up the phone.

Here we go again... He thought.

So? Love it? Hate It? Any questions, comments. Any theories...? Tell me in a review! Until next time! Oh, and the girl on the cover picture is my model for Aurora.