Disclaimer! I don't own anything! I don't own any of the characters, settings, or the show. If I did, Shawn and Juliet would have had their first kiss by now. But, I don't, so we just have to wait a little longer.

A 100 moment challenge, is where you are given a hundred themes and you must write a oneshot on each one. This is response to a challenge on Psychfic.


#1 Introduction

The building loomed over him, menacingly. As if daring him to enter, and only promising death.

Shawn Spencer knew this place a little too well. He had memorized every corner and curves in the letters above the doors that read 'Santa Barbara Police Department'.

It did promise death. Death to his happy thoughts that floated around his head. He was fearless, or so he portrayed. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to go inside.

What he hated the most was when he looked at the building, it always reminded him of his father. Maybe that was because the only time he ever had to look at the building growing up, was in fact because of his father.

The very thought of his father made Shawn frown at the building. They never got along and had two completely different personalities. Henry Spencer tried to mold Shawn into being like him, but Shawn wasn't some sort of piece of clay.

Shawn figured as he grew up more, his father slowly stopped trying. Knowing that nothing could change Shawn. He was a big stampede that rushed through your life and back out again when ever he pleased.

Somehow, though, something must have rubbed off on Shawn, for now he found himself doing something that his father valued. He was actually considered a detective, working at his father's old work.

Then again, Shawn was only doing this because he had no choice. He knew if they ever found out he wasn't really a psychic, he would go for jail for sure. It was only the second day on the job, but he had a plan in motion to get out of this.

Do the very best he could. Yep, that was his plan. If he showed them he was the best detective ever, than just maybe when they find out he's lying, they might not be so mad. Heck, maybe they will ask him to stay a detective there.

The thought crossed Shawn's mind and he smiled to himself. That would be interesting. He instantly glanced around. How long had he been standing outside the police department? Now he knew he had to make a choice.

Would he walk forward and continue what he started? Or would he walk away, like he always does.

Sighing, he found himself taking the first step up the stairs leading to the building.


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