Head Detective Carlton Lassiter: Steady, hard-ass, trustworthy, stiff, sourpuss, hard-worker.

He was all of these things, and more, so much more than they knew. She hated being selfish… but Gods the things he made her feel, she didn't want to share him with anyone, but she knew his job is his first, and she is his everything else, and that is why they are glaring at each other from across a hallway in the SBPD station. Because, though she would give him the breath in her body, he asked her something she just couldn't do… give up her job at Psych. Shawn and Gus were her family… that job was her way of paying bills, was her way of life now, she couldn't quit. How could he ask her?

Her attention is now focused on the crime scene photos in Juliet's hand, that poor old man… shot on the back and head while trying to stop his granddaughter from being kidnapped by her father. I noticed the St. Michael chain on his neck, and the tip of a boot print on the bottom of his jacket. Shawn noticed it to, and began a psychic episode about it, while everyone was watching him, she watched L.C. The nickname she had given on their first date still made her want to smile. Shawn would probably never know how much she owed him, if he had never asked her to do the paperwork, she would never had stayed late and gone to dinner with Lassiter, would never have learned about the real him. Although she had to grudgingly thank Jesse to. If that crazy ass stalker hadn't followed her, she would have gone straight home, not spend that first night with him. The memories of that night did make her smile. He was completely opposite in bed now...but that first night… he was everything.

"Sorcha let's go!" Shawn sent to her, using the psychic connection they had had since childhood, and she got up to with one last surreptitious glance at Lassiter, what she saw nearly stopped, unhidden regret in eyes. She bent down to tie her shoe which had loosened at her mental tug, and closed her eyes, then cast her senses out over the minds of the Santa Barbara Police Department. From Juliet's wondering if Shawn noticed her haircut, to Buzz's consideration of Chinese food for lunch, until she reached His. He was thinking about how he had screwed it up, the most amazing relationship of his life, and he had ruined it, she was never going to forgive him… and he was never going to have anything as amazing as her again. She tied her shoe and kept walking more than aware that he was slowly dying, and made up her mind.