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Warning: This story contains adult content and graphic violence. Please don't hate me.
Author's note: This idea came to me when I was reading another fic where the chief was murdered so I thought I would write a fic where someone close to Shawn is murdered. How far will our favorite psychic go to find the killer?
Summary: Shawn and Juliet are married. They have just had a baby and they are fighting over names. Someone breaks into their apartment. They tie Shawn up and proceed to rape and murder Juliet right in front of him. Now it's up to Shawn and Gus to find her killer before they can strike again.
Chapter 1:
The gunshot rang in his ears. The horror of the night flashed through his mind. His wife lay in his arms. Dead. Her eyes frozen in horror as she looked up at him.
He didn't hear the door open. He didn't hear the screaming of his little girl in the next room. He didn't hear the cops come in or the paramedics.
He didn't remember them taking him to the apartment. He didn't know how the baby got in his arms. He didn't remember knocking on the door. All he remembered was watching Juliet die and not being able to do a thing about it. Gus answered in his pajamas. His wife, Ali was up with their baby, Gabriella
"Shawn! Do you have any idea what time it is?" Gus said. He looked at the tattered form of his best friend. "What happened?" He let Shawn come in.
"Gus, who is it?" Ali asked coming out of Gabriella's room. "Hi, Shawn."
"Shawn, what happened?" Gus asked again. He took his goddaughter from his hands and handed her over to Ali. He escorted Shawn to the couch. Shawn's hands were shaking.
"She's gone." He said.
"Whose gone?"
"Jules."
"What do you mean she's gone? Where'd she go?"
"They broke in to the a-apartment. They t-tied m-me up. They made me…" Shawn stumbled.
"Made you what?" Gus asked truly concerned for his friend.
"Made watch them r-rape her and then th-they killed her." Shawn said finally letting the tears hit his cheeks.
"Jules is dead?" Gus asked shocked.
"Yes. The last conversation we had was a fight about what to name the baby. She liked the name Savannah. I said it sounded like a desert. I should've just agreed maybe then none of this would have happened."
"I think it's a cute name." Gus said. "Don't blame yourself."
"What am I gonna do?" Shawn asked.
"First, you're going to get some sleep. Then, we'll go find out what the cops know." Gus said making Shawn lie down. He knew he wasn't going to go to sleep on his own so he went to his sample case and got a sleeping pill. Shawn gratefully accepted it and quickly fell asleep.