Hi guys! So I haven't mentioned this, but I am a HUGE Psych-o! Omgggg Shules forever! And Lassie and Marlowe ;) Omg Lassie is the best! Sooooo I wanted to start a Psych fic, and they are hard to write, so tips are appreciated! LOTS of Shules XD Ummmmmm IDK minimal swearing, just like kissing and stuff, so it's rated T.
Disclaimer: I don't own Psych! (I wish!)
Chapter One: Suspicions and Secrets Part 1
Shawn Spencer casually strolled into the Santa Barbara Police Department, still giddy about his latest "vision" that had solved a big murder case. He continued his strut to the desk of Detective Juliet O'Hara, who also happened to be his girlfriend. He tapped her shoulder.
"Hey Jules!" he said with a dorky grin on his face.
"Hey Shawn," she said wearily.
"Are you okay?" he asked, wondering why Juliet wasn't particularly energetic today. Juliet nodded, and looked back down at the paperwork she was doing. She was feeling a little queasy, but it was probably just the stress of doing her least favorite job, she reasoned.
"So, are we still on for dinner tonight?" Shawn said, trying to make conversation. Juliet nodded again, but looked distracted. Shawn knew that she definitely was not okay. She loved Mario's. Just the mention of it would perk her up.
"Shawn, I'm just going to go to the bathroom," Juliet sighed, getting up. "I'll be right back." Juliet wondered why she was feeling so out of tune today. Was it something she ate? Probably, she thought as she made her way down the hallway. She walked into the bathroom, and sat down in a stall. Another wave of nausea washed over her. She stood up and turned around. She gagged and held her head on top of the toilet as she vomited. When she was done, she washed her mouth and left the bathroom feeling a little better.
When she walked back to her desk, she saw that her partner had arrived, and was currently arguing with Shawn. She thought she should intervene before things got out of hand, and Carlton pulled his pistol.
"Hi Carlton. I was just finishing up the paperwork for the Leonard case." She said, trying to distract the both of them.
"Hello, O'Hara. That's great. I was just going to make a cup of coffee. Do you want one?" he asked with a big smile on his face. That's strange, Juliet wondered. Carlton never smiles, or makes coffee for people. But, she was feeling very hungry.
"Sure," she agreed. She sat back down at her desk where Shawn was watching Phineas and Ferb on his phone. She smiled at her boyfriend's childish antics, even though she had grown to appreciate the building duo.
The chief suddenly poked her head out of her office, and briskly strutted out. Her heels clicked on the floor as she made her way over to Juliet and Shawn. She motioned for Lassiter to join them too, and Gus, who had been pigging out on the donuts.
"All of you. In my office. Now," she ordered.
