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PLEASE READ!.!.!

Hey psych-o's! So I decided to try out another Psych fic. There'll be all the same characters we know and have grown to love, but I'm slightly changing the story to where Shawn has a little sister, 14 year old Alice Spencer.

That's all! Thanks for reading that little note and please review! Enjoy! :)

It was a cool summer's night on the Santa Barbara pier. Shawn Spencer was leaning back on one of the many wooden benches watching the bright colorful lights of the carnival whirl and spin and listening to the various clinking and grinds of machinery, the vibrant happy music that everyone associated with carnivals, and the muffled screams from people misjudging the heights of rollercoasters.

Out of the general joyful atmosphere came two heads bobbing towards him. One blonde with long wavy hair that belonged to his girlfriend, the terribly kind and smart Juliet O'hara, and the other shorter than Ms. O'hara; his younger sister, Alice.

The young girl smiled and bounced up to him, carrying a large pink cotton candy in one hand and a purple monkey in the other; the stuffed animal seemed just as big as the sugary treat.

"Shawn!" she squeeled, her curly borwn hair bouncing around her pale face, as she jumped in place. "Guess what guess what guess WHAT! Juliet and I were at the rides and games and the ones with prizes and I won this thing! It might be a monkey or a bear or a dog or a cat or a squirrel or a pig or a narwhal I don't really know but it's so cute and awesome and I won it! Juliet won a duck that was yellow or maybe orange or maybe red and it had a green scarf and gray goggles and it was cute and I liked it but then she gave it to this kid who didn't win because they're not a top secret fluffing awesome detective who can shoot stuff like there's no tommorrow even if it's not a real gun and it was awesome and I really really really like your girlfriend. She got me cotton candy! And a soda! People don't do that, they never do that. Teddy bought me popcorn once and Carlos bought me a hot dog once and Ethan once gave me this really good thing that was like tan and brown and had stuff in it and I think it's called like humus or goose-goose or mayonaise I don't really know, but it was good and he gave it to me that one day you forgot to pack me lunch, but as I was saying people don't really ever give me candy or chocolate or soda or ice cream or soda pops or chocolate or cotton candy or candycane or anything like that and I think it's because like dad said once I already have way way WAY too much energy and if I just had sugar I'd like blow up or something because I'd become like a chihuahua or something, but I don't really understand that because I'm perfectly calm!"

Shawn blinked, only hearing a portion of the buzz that came from his sister's mouth and looked to Juliet who was standing behind her, looking just as surprised that any living human could actually talk that quickly. "You're not supposed to give her-"

"Yeah...I figured it out," Juliet interrupted him.

"Let's go on the rollercoasters! And to the moon and then to Lassie's and then to Gus' and then the Psych office-"

"Okay!" Shawn interrupted Alice, putting his hands on her shoulders. "I heard rollercoaster. Let's do that. But first..." He paused, taking the fluffy snack from her. "No more of this."

Alice let a noise that sounded as a mix of a whine, a shriek, and a variety of dying animals. "But- but but...yum!"

Shawn smiled. "I know yum, but I think you've had enough for the rest of your life."

Alice pouted. "You all restrict me, but I need'nt need restrictions!"

Shawn watched as she stomped towards the rollercoaster labeled, The Fireball. "Need'nt?"

"Yeah that's not a real word," the detective stated.

"Or maybe it's just too sophisticated for us mere simpletons to understand."

Juliet gave him a look. "Coming from the girl that just put hummingbirds to shame? I don't think so."

She then also walked towards the rattling rollercoaster, Shawn quickly following suit.

The group sat together in one car, third from the front, and the youngest spencer sitting in between the couple.

A few minutes after they sat down, the ride lurhced forward, earning an excited giggle from Alice and an equally excited smile from Juliet.

Shawn smirked, taking more enjoyment seeing their reactions rather than the actual ride. But within a couple seconds, the looks of excitement were replaced with sheer terror. Alice was covering her head with her thin arms, with her knees pulled to her chest as faar as she could with the bar restarining them. Juliet was looking at shawn, her blue eyes wide with a look that almost appeared as if she was asking for his help. Immediately, Shawn realizd there was something wrong that was making them so horrified and looked forward with a frown.

Time seemed to slow down as he saw that they were no longer on the track, but flying through the air about to crash either into the shallow water or haphazordous rocks nearby. He couldn't tell; his heart was pounding, all the blood from his head seemed to disappear...and before he knew it, everything went black. The last thing he heard was someone screaming his name, and he was gone.

The first thing he knew when he woke up was the inexplicable brightness peircing his closed eyes. He grumbled to himself, only wanting to sleep a little longer...that is until he realized that the last thing he remembered it was night- dark. He quickly opened his eyes and shot up into a sitting position, looking around at his surroundings.

He was sitting in the middle of a lush green meadow, sprinkled with the occaisional colorful flower. The sky above him was a light blue swirled with a subtely darker blue. All around him were tall oak and pine trees and a few feet from him was a small babbling stream with some lillipads and flowers floating down the water.

It was quite beautiful and he would've taken more time to explore, if it weren't for the fact he had no idea where the hell he was or how he got there.

Was he dead? No. Impossible. If he were dead, his heaven would look nothing like this...more corn nuts. And for one Judd Nelson and Curt Smith would be there - even if they weren't neccesarilly dead yet..

Still trying to figure it out, he saw the silhouette of a person coming up over the hill. A few seconds later, he was able to see exactly who it was. It was a short girl with pale white skin. She had freckles sprinkled across her nose and pink-tinted cheeks and big blue eyes. Her heart-shaped face was framed with short curly auburn hair and with some flowers weaved into the ringlets. Her petite body was covered in a fitted, decoartive strapless dress that ended just above her knees and was made of what looked like blue and pink feathers and green leaves. She was shoeless, but that didn't appear to be an issue as there seemed to be no rocks or thorns in the soft grass. The small girl was humming to herself a happy tune and picking and collecting flowers in a wood basket.

It all looked fine and dandy and Shawn wouldn't have thought anything of it...if it weren't for the long elaborate, delicate, and transparent wings that fluttered every now and then while the girl picked flowers and her tiny ears that pointed at the top.

It was then that Shawn realized why this young girl was so familiar; she was his baby sister, Alice...minus the wings and strange ears.

He looked at her in astonishment and called in a near whisper, "Alice...?"

The fairy-like girl looked to him and let out a small gasp, covering her mouth with her small hand, "Oh deary me. And who might you be, sir?"