Best road trip ever
By Annita
Summry: Shawn, Gus, Lassie and Juliet all take a road trip to a police convention! In Washington no less! But what happens when a body is found at a local high school? Can Shawn keep his nose out of what is clearly none of his business or will his meddling get him into some deep poo.
I love Shawn Whump, just keep that in mind when your reading this, because I guarantee you that I will most likely end up putting it in here, no matter how hard I try to resist it. Oh and don't come here lookin for romance of any kind, no shules and no slash. I don't DO romance…simply cuz Im bad at writing it due to the fact that there is not a romantic bone in my body.
And so, here we go! My first ever Psych Fanfic…eeee! Im giddy! This was inspired by the ridiculously cold weather we have been having here in Arlington. Though it has warmed back up…man Washington weather is just ridiculous.
"A Police convention?" Shawn all but shouted staring in disbelief at the chief
"What in the name of Lori Loughlin would make you think that I would want to go to a police convention?" The chief raised an eyebrow in disapproval,
"Mr. Spencer-"she began, only to be cut of by an equally incredulous head detective.
"I agree Chief! A police convention is no place for some civilian, especially that civilian." Lassiter scowled shooting a glare at Shawn. Shawn's brow furrowed making him look like a confused child.
"What! I'm not just some civilian! I'm head psychic detective! Of course I should go!" Shawn whined completely switching the subject of his argument in an attempt to defend his self proclaimed title. The chief pinched the bridge of her nose, an idea forming in her mind. Reverse psychology seemed to work on most children, and since Shawn was more child then he was adult…
"I don't know Mr. Spencer, Detective Lassiter may be right; I don't think a police convention-"Shawn cut her off again irritating her immensely.
"Ohhh! But chief! I'm sensing that I need to be there! It could very well prove to be a matter of life and DEATH!" Shawn waved his hand near his head as if showing the two people in the room some sort of psychic proof. Lassiter rolled his eyes, his hand planted firmly on his hips.
"Tell me you're not buying this dog and pony show!" The head detective ground out threw clenched teeth, knowing full well that there was no point in arguing. If Spencer wanted to go, and the chief wanted him to go, then he was going. But still, he had to try. The chief fixed him with a glare.
"You, Mr. Spencer, and Detective O'Hara will be heading to the Arlington Washington annual Police convention tomorrow morning . While your there I want you on your best behavior," the chief paused here and fixed Shawn with a pointed look,
"I don't need anyone over there complaining-"
"But what-"Shawn interrupted but wisely shut his mouth when he saw the anger that flashed across the chief's face. Instead the man child opted to raise his hand. It was Lassiters turn to pinch the bridge of his nose in frustration. The chief sighed utterly exasted by Shawn's antics,
"Yes, what is it Mr. Spencer."
"What kind of stuff even goes on at a police convention? Will there be a bunch of cool new police weapons? Do the CSI guys get to come to? Is there an award for the cop that caught the worst criminal ever? Will there be pineapple? What do you have to wear to one of these things? At that comic convention thing people where dressing up as a hole bunch of comic book characters! Can I dress up as the terminator! And-"
"Mr. Spencer, PLEASE!" the chief snapped cutting off Shawn's ramblings. Shawn stared at her blankly, either waiting for her to answer all of his ridiculous inquiries, or continuing on silently with the questions in his mind. Either way Karen didn't care, a sleepless week with a new born baby did that to a person. She was just thankful the hyperactive man was silent.
"Just, Go get packed. You leave tomorrow at seven, and before you ask, yes I mean Seven AM." Shawn deflated somewhat at the thought of having to get up so early.
"But I don't have a ride." Shawn suddenly blurted glancing mischievously at Lassieter.
" NO!" Lasseiter yelled loudly turning on the pseudo physic,
"There is no way in hell that I am spending hours in a car with you, Spencer. What's wrong with your bike?" The detective seethed, anger flying from his body like radioactive waves. Shawn sighed sadly,
"Let's just say the last case I worked did not end well for my poor motorcycle."
"What about Mr. Guster, why don't you have him take you! Or your dad even, Hell I don't care if you have to hitch hike, you are NOT riding with me and that's final!" Lassiter ground out crossing his arms stubbornly. Dead set on keeping Shawn out of his car for the trip to Washington.
"Well, for one thing, Gus would never drive me that far! Something about his tires or some other unimportant nonsense like that. Secondly: I would rather watch a marathon of the spelling be championships and other equally unentertaining shows then have my dad take me and thirdly-"Karen jumped up, unable to take it anymore,
"Detective Lassiter! You WILL take Shawn to Washington with you or so help me I will be searching for a new head detective within the next 24 hours and you will be searching for a new job! Do I make my self clear?." Without waiting for his reply Karen pointed her finger towards the door in such a menacing fashion that neither Shawn nor Lassieter dare disobey. Both spun on their heels and headed for the door at the same time, which of course caused the two to become stuck at the doors entrance. Shawn stepped back and gestured for Lassie to go ahead, The head detective took a step and was cut off as Shawn ducked passed him and made it out of the door way first. Lassiter growled angrily, his face flushing red at the fact that he had already fallen for that trick once before. Once both of them where out of the office and the door was closed firmly behind them Shawn said,
"Don't worry Lassie, she wouldn't really fire you!" Smiling brightly Shawn smacked Lassiter on the back and strode confidently towards the exit. Turning around the psyich smiled at Lassiter who still hadn't moved from in front of the chiefs door and yelled,
"See you tomorrow Lassinater!"
Here we go! This is my first chapter! Just getting it all ready for you guys to read. Im going to type non stop until four in the morning! And by then I should have a reasonably good chunk of story going. But I just wanted this out..so you could give me some feed back…oh and by the way I have no clue if there is really such a thing as a police convention but for the sake of my story, there is now.
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