Hey, all! This here is my first Psych fan fic. Hope all of you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Psych or any of the characters (except my own). I wish I was on Psych, though!
The Zodiac Killer Returns
Santa Barbara, CA 1989: We see a young Shawn watching a television program about serial killers when Henry Spencer walks into the room. The elder Spencer shakes his head at the TV screen then turns to his son.
"Shawn, why are you watching this?" he asks his only child. Shawn turns to his dad.
"I don't know, it was the only thing on, and my Nintendo is broken," he says, pointing to the NES system sitting on top of the television.
"Shawn, you should know that I've dealt with crazies like those guys the entire time I've been on the force. They shouldn't glorify those nut jobs with these types of shows about how they had a troubled childhood and that's what turned them into killers," Henry said, turning off the set.
"Dad! I was watching that!" Shawn said in a huff.
"I know, and now you're going outside. Gus should be back from Science Camp by now. Why don't you go see him?"
"Okay, he's got cable!" Shawn said as he disappeared out the door.
"Sha..Shawn! Oh, for the love of…" Henry said as he charged out the door behind him.
Santa Barbara, CA 2011: The outside of Psych: Psychic Detective Agency. Inside through the glass and blinds we see Shawn and Gus watching a movie on serial killers. The phone rings, which makes Shawn jump up to answer, and Gus just jump.
"Hello, this is Psych. Oh, hey, Chief. (pauses) Right, we'll be right there," Shawn says and hangs up.
"What's up?" Gus asks as he cleans up the popcorn that was tragically thrown to the floor when he was frightened.
"Big murder case. She wouldn't say much more over the phone. We're to come in right away with pineapple smoothies for everyone," Shawn said. He'd already grabbed the keys to Gus' Echo.
"She asked for pineapple smoothies?" Gus queried.
"No, I want some. Shall we quickly stop at Jamba Juice for some delicious pineapple flavor?" Shawn asked in his British tone.
"You know that's right," Gus agreed, taking the keys to his car away from Shawn and heading out the Psych door. Shawn followed.
"Maybe some Chirros, too, huh Gus?" he said as he closed the door behind him.