Shawn knocked on Chief Vicks office door and she motioned for him to come in. She took a deep breathe and began, "Shawn, I know you are used to primarily working with Detective Lassiter and O'Hara but I have two detectives, Woodward and Jones, that are undercover at Lloyd's Gym trying to bust up a steroids ring that we think has been responsible for killing four people in the last year and I want you to go and help them out."
Shawn sat thinking for a minute and said, "First Chief, are they okay working with me? I met them at the Station pic nic and they didn't seem to care for me very much. Second I have been in the paper an awful lot lately do you think I would be able to go undercover without being discovered?"
Chief Vick let out a sigh, "To answer your first question, they were not thrilled, but I ordered them they need the help and they need it now. Those two guys they don't like many people so it isn't personal against you, they are just not the nicest. Second question I want you to go undercover as yourself, trying to get fit and learn how to fight dirty and maybe get something that might 'pick you up', oh and Shawn remember this is undercover do not, I repeat do not take any speed if they give it to you okay. O'Hara and your father would kill me."
Shawn chuckled, "Okay Chief I will go home and pack a gym bag and head over there now." The Chief thanked him and told him to be careful and the sooner they can wrap this case up the better.
Shawn made sure to give Juliet a sweet kiss on the cheek before he left. He told her that he is going to miss working with them this week and to try not to miss him too much. She smiled at him, and said, "I will try"
Shawn pulled up to Lloyd's Gym right after lunchtime. Detective Woodward greeted him as he got off the bike. He didn't look happy. Detective Jones came up behind Shawn. Before Shawn could put out his hand in greeting to Woodward, he punched Shawn as hard as he could in the stomach.
Jones came up behind Shawn and laid a solid blow to his kidneys. Those two hits sent Shawn to the ground gasping for breath.
The unfriendly greeting didn't end there. Woodward began to kick Shawn in the side speaking in time to the blows, "What did we do (kick) to be graced with the SPBD golden boy (kick) Chief Vick's prized little pet (kick) Papa Henry's boy came to play with us Jones (kick). Lassiter's play thing (kick)."
The two men pulled Shawn up to standing. He was barely conscious at this point. Shawn had to lean over his bike and when he did he threw up blood. They laid him over his bike and told him to go home we don't need you here.
Shawn stood up and looked him in the eye and told the two men, "I close cases, that is something that you all have not been able to do. If you want to close the case then you need me. Plus Chief ordered you."
Laying another full forced punch on to Shawn's chest Jones told Shawn to go home. Woodward thought for a minute and then said; "Oh and if you think you are going to turn us in to the chief then you risk us doing the same thing to your pretty little Detective Girlfriend or how about to your little black side kick. You understand me?"
Shawn spitting out some blood grimaced at the two men and shook his head. They started to walk away and Shawn got on his motorcycle to go home.
Shawn made it down the road about a mile but realized that he was loosing his battle with consciousness so decided to stop at the Psych office instead of going all the way home. People from work thought he was at the Gym and Gus was away on a business trip so he thought he could sleep on the couch and not be found out.
He woke up to banging on the Psych office door and it was dark, he thought he sleep the afternoon away. He started to jump up and get the door but the beating that he received caused him to pause to catch his breath.
He yelled, "In a MINUTE", he could hear Juliet tell someone, whom he assumed was Lassiter, "Oh thank God he is in there." He finally caught his breath enough to go and open the door.
Juliet saw him and rushed to give him a huge bear hug. When she embraced him he cried out in pain and pulled away. Shawn now annoyed and trying to hide the fact that he got the fudge beat out of him by those two goons looked at Lassiter and Juliet and asked them, "What in the world are you doing here? I worked out hard today and I came here to sleep it off."
Lassiter said with a cocky grin, "It must have been some work out, you have been 'sleeping it off' for three days." Shawn looked at him weird and then said, "Very funny Lassie, it is Tuesday evening, I spent the afternoon at the gym and then came here to sleep it off." Lassiter countered, "I believe you, but it is Friday night not Tuesday night. You have been 'sleeping it off' for three days."
Juliet sat the now very confused Shawn down on the couch. She gently asked him what he remembered. He said, " I saw Chief and she gave me an assignment, I came home packed my gym bag and then went to the gym were I met Woodward and Jones, nice fellas (nice like two pissed off racoons) they gave me a good workout and then I came here, next thing I know you are telling me I lost three days."
Juliet and Lassiter looked at each other and then Lassiter took out his phone. He told Shawn that he is going to call an ambulance and have him checked out. Shawn was frightened, remembering the threat on his friend's lives. He angrily told Lassie, "STOP, I am fine. I am not going to the hospital and you guys lock up on your way out, I am going home."
Lassiter got up and stood in front of the retreating psychic and said, "I wont call an ambulance if you will go stay with O'Hara for a day or two so she can keep an eye on you." Shawn looked at Juliet then frowned, "No deal I am going home and you cant stop me." With that he pushed Lassiter onto the couch and then headed out the door to his motorcycle.
Juliet looked at the completely shocked Lassiter and he asked her, "What the HELL was with Spencer?" Juliet just shook her head and told him that she didn't know.
Shawn got home and threw his stuff on the couch walked into his bedroom. He took his shirt and pants off on the way to the bedroom. When he got into the room he caught his reflection in the mirrored closet doors.
He stood there and looked at the array of colorful bruises that covered his upper body. Those guys were careful to only get the parts of his body that would be covered by a shirt, he knew that he should probably go get the wounds checked out but if he did he would have to tell them how they got there and that would put his friends in danger so he just grabbed another shirt and went to bed.
The next morning he woke up even more soar than he was the day before. He went into the kitchen and found his stash of Oxycodone and took two. He grabbed his gym bag and thought those two jerks wont be there on the weekend, I will go check out the gym while they aren't there.
By the time he road his bike back to the gym he was having trouble breathing but he decided to man up and go snoop around a little. He had taken two steps toward the gym entrance when his worst nightmare happened. Woodward and Jones came out of the front door to meet him.
Shawn started to head back to his bike when Jones caught up with him and pulled him to where he was facing them. Shawn just stammered, "I don't want any trouble man, I am leaving, I thought you guys would be at home today."
Jones began in a mocking tone, "Look Woodward our dear friend is back (punch in the stomach), you would think being a psychic he would have known we were going to be here (knee to the groin), we get to play with the department freak twice in one week (blow to the sternum).
Shawn fell to the ground gasping for every breath.
Woodward coldly laughed and said, "Gesh, Jones man don't hog all the fun (kick to the groin). We are friends and friends share their toys (kick to the ribs), especially ones this fun (another kick to the ribs)"
Shawn was coughing up tons of blood and was quickly loosing consciousness. Jones and Woodward picked Shawn up and threw him in the back of Jones' truck. Woodward said, "You drive golden boy here home to his apartment and I will follow you on his bike."
They got Shawn and his bike home and they laid Shawn in his bed to die alone and then they gave him one more good smack across the face and said, "Nice knowing ya freak" and they left the broken and bruised man laying in his bed coughing up copious amounts of blood. They had taken his cell and his portable phone with them so he didn't even have away to call for help.
He laid there coming to grips with the fact that he was about to die alone. He started to cry and thought of Juliet and how amazingly beautiful she was and his Dad, how he would act to his death.
He smiled thinking about Gus and how he would probably cry like a girl. He hoped none of them would find his body. His mind jumped around to other random thoughts until blackness took over and he passed out.
(Gentle Pats on the face) Shawn! Shawn! Wake up son. (Speaking to the phone) Juliet he is here, get here now and can you call for an ambulance, there is a lot of blood and I am not sure what it is from.
(More gently pats on the face) Shawn, damn it son wake up.
Shawn slowly fought to open his eyes; he saw the worried face of his Dad. He mumbled, "D-Dad I was hoping you would not be the one to find me, Sorry, Don't be mad."
Shawn, son, wake up! Mad about what? Why are you bleeding what happened.
Shawn tried tell him but didn't have the strength to form the words. He just smiled at Henry and fell into unconsciousness. Juliet arrived followed by the paramedics. Henry yelled for them to come to the bedroom.
The Paramedics asked what happened and Juliet told them about finding him after three days unconscious. Henry looked at her and said, "You WHAT and you let him come home?" Juliet was in tears, "We tried but he refused."
The Paramedic took out his scissors to cut open Shawn's shirt to be able to monitor him properly and what they saw shocked them all. Shawn's torso was a sick shade of purple/gray. You could tell foot print shaped bruises and hand shaped bruises.
Henry stepped back, "God almighty what happened to my son?" Juliet stood on the other side in shock just shaking her head in disbelief at what she saw.
They loaded Shawn on to the Gurney and began to take him out to the waiting ambulance. Lassiter walked in right as the stretcher was clearing the kitchen of the small apartment. Lassiter looked at the bleeding and bruised body of Shawn and gasped, "Sweet lady liberty what happened to him."
The Paramedics rushed him out of the apartment and a stunned Juliet and a rumbling volcano Henry followed them.
Henry saw the head Detective and went to push him, "What did you let happen to my son?" Lassiter patted Henry on the shoulders and told him that he wasn't working with them and he didn't know but he was sure as hell going to find out.
