Disclaimer: I won neither Psych nor Criminal Minds…despite this though, I love them dearly.

Here's something new I decided to try…these are my two favorite shows, so I thought it would be entertaining at least! Please review and let me know what you think!

Quantico, VA

"Three women have been murdered in the last month in Santa Barbara," Jennifer "JJ" Jareau began. "All their murders were committed in front of a camera and placed on the internet the night after they were committed. The victims were all between the ages of twenty and thirty, all white women, and all killed by a man wearing a mask." The team looked at the pictures presented to them, seeing a plain white mask twisted in a grin reminiscent of a Guy Fawkes mask.

Derek Morgan looked at the case file and said, "These are some pretty angry killings. My guess is he knew the victims."

"We're going to need to find the connection between the women then," Aaron Hotchner said. "If he knew all three of them, than they might've known each other too." Turning to look at the team's tech analyst Penelope Garcia, he added, "Garcia, you're coming with us. We're going to need you on scene."

"Yes sir," Penelope said with a nod.

"Wheels up in thirty then," Hotch said, dismissing the team from the round table room.

JJ stood up and added, "Our contact within the department is Carlton Lassiter. He gave us directions."

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Santa Barbara, CA

"Gus, man, can you believe this?" Shawn said, throwing his hands in the air. "The Chief called in the FBI to help with the case. What, does she think we can't handle them on our own?"

Gus smirked. "She knows we can't handle it. This guy is worse than Yin."

The two were walking into the Santa Barbara Police Department, ready for another day of the case when the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit was supposed to be arriving. On the way in, they passed Buzz McNab and he waved his hand at them, smiling brightly. "Oh, hey Shawn. Gus. What's going on you guys?"

"Oh, nothing Buzz," Shawn said. "We're just getting ready to meet the FBI folks who've come in to help with the case. They here yet?"

McNab shook his head and said, "Nope. But they should be here any second."

"SPENCER!"

Gus just laughed and said softly, "Looks like Lassiter's ready to kill you again."

Shawn rolled his eyes and turned around to see Carlton Lassiter stomping towards him. "What can I do for you, Lassie?" he asked smartly.

Lassiter glared hardly at Shawn and said, "Alright Spencer. You know what today is. The FBI is coming in and you are going to be on your best – and I mean best – behavior! You won't be making me look like a fool in front of the feds. This is a very, and I mean very, elite unit and they are very good at what they do. Just keep your head on straight and try not to…act completely insane."

Grinning, Shawn said, "Anything else you mean to say?"

All Lassiter did was scowl. Before he could say anything else, Juliet O'Hara, Lassiter's partner and Shawn's girlfriend, came towards them, a group of seven people following behind her. Shawn and Gus' eyebrows rose. A tall, dark-haired man walked at the head of them, his face set in a grim line. Behind him was an older looking man with black hair and a beard, his hands in his pockets. Next to him stood a younger looking man, about Shawn's age, standing awkwardly next to a dark haired woman with pale skin. Directly behind them stood a blonde-haired woman next to an African American man who were shamelessly flirting with each other. At the rear of their group was a petite blonde woman talking on her phone quietly, confirming something.

"Hey Jules!" Shawn called, waving excitedly at her.

She smiled softly back and Lassiter elbowed Shawn in the side roughly. Juliet shook her head and said, "Detective Lassiter this is the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit. This is Agent Aaron Hotchner."

Lassiter smiled and stepped forward and said, "Nice to meet you, Agent. Can I just say how wonderful it is to have you here?"

Hotch nodded and said, "Detective this is my team. Behind me are SSAs Rossi, Prentiss, Morgan, and Jareau. We also have Dr. Reid and our analyst Penelope Garcia."

Juliet nodded her head at Shawn and Gus, signaling to Lassiter that they needed to be introduced as well. Grudgingly, Lassiter added in a small voice, "And this is our – well this is Shawn Spencer and Burton Guster. They're…consultants."

Shawn and Gus both waved, Gus talking a look at the brunette Agent Prentiss, his face going into a seductive smile. She merely looked at him with her eyes blinking twice.

"What type of consultants exactly?" Agent Rossi asked with a tilt of his head.

Nodding his head, Shawn elaborated, "I'm a psychic detective. This here is my partner, Lavender Goomes. We work very closely with the SBPD on all sorts of cases." His eyes drifted to Juliet's and she smiled at him.

"Wait, I thought his name was Burton Guster?" the young Dr. Reid asked, his face confused.

"Psychic?" Morgan asked with an amused smirk. "Are you serious?"

"Very much so, Will Smith," Shawn said to the taller man. Morgan raised his brow at him. "And I'll have you know I've solved over fifty cases."

Putting a hand on Shawn's shoulder and squeezing it tightly so he winced slightly, Lassiter said, "Well, why don't we just get started?"

As the team began to filter into the conference room with Lassiter and Juliet, Gus pulled Shawn aside and demanded, "Man, I think you need to lay low for this one."

"Oh, and why is that?" Shawn asked with a laugh.

Gus shook his head. "They're profilers. These people can tell when you're faking something and my guess is they would be able to tell if you're not really a psychic. And calling the biggest one of them who could likely flatten you with one hit 'Will Smith' is not going to earn you brownie points with them."

Shaking his head and laughing, Shawn said, "Relax and stop being such a gooey chocolate chip cookie! We'll be fine and I'll win them all over. Besides, I think I can help them all with their personal lives a bit."

"Oh, yeah?" Gus said. "And how're you going to do that?"

Putting up a finger, Shawn said, "First, the most obvious, is Will Smith –"

"Stop calling him that!" Gus hissed.

Shawn scowled and continued, "And the analyst girl…totally in love with each other. They don't see how the other feels, but with the right push, it could be done. The young one, the doctor, clearly needs to get his head out of the books. The older guy, he's got a lady friend, because he keeps checking his phone, looking for incoming texts. Young blonde in the back of the group on the phone, I'd say she's pregnant and she thinks she might be, but she's too nervous to go out and buy a test because she keeps putting her hands on her abdomen. And the dark-haired leader and the lady you keep ogling at –"

"Hey, she is fine!" Gus defended. "You would stare at her too if you didn't have Juliet."

"The two of them, are like Will Smith and the analyst. Head over heels in love with each other. It's just harder to tell with them because they don't flirt as openly. But the subtle looks, the body language. All a dead giveaway."

Gus blinked at him several times and said, "You got all that just from five minutes with them?"

Nodding, Shawn said, "Yep. And it's up to us to give them a few friendly suggestions."

"Us?" Gus blubbered. "I'm not getting involved with that. You can do all that on your own."

"C'mon Gus! You don't want to play matchmaker? It'll be fun!"

Gus started to stride back into the conference room and Shawn grinned before following him. Yep. This was going to be more fun than he imagined.