"I can't believe you got us into this mess Shawn," Gus whispered to his fake psychic partner.
"I can't believe I ate that fifth hot dog, gosh," Shawn cringed.
"Stop messing around Shawn, this is serious. We've been tied up here for three hours. I want to go home."
"Shut up you two! I said no talking," yelled a man with a thick Australian accent from across the room.
"Sorry, we were just working out which one of us would be the better professional bear wrestler. I personally think I would win, as I am faster, stronger, and better looking," Shawn joked.
"First of all, no you wouldn't. I am obviously better suited to be a bear wrestler, and looks have nothing to do wit-"
"I said quiet!" The Australian man yelled as he got up and started walking over to the duo.
"No need to be so rude, we were simply having a discussion," Shawn sarcastically retorted.
The Australian man, fed up, pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Shawn's forehead. "I said shut up boy, before I blow your damn head off!"
"Ah, but remember, you need me. I am the only one who knows where she hid the jewels."
"But I don't need your friend, now do I?" The Australian said as he moved the gun towards Gus' head.
"Shawn, stop playin, tell the man what he wants to hear," Gus said, frightened.
"Okay! I'll tell you! Just put the gun down."
"I'll do whatever the hell I want, you-" He was cut off by Juliet and Lassiter kicking the door that he was standing by, open, knocking him back. The Australian man stumbled back into a wall and recovered himself. He then proceeded to pick himself up and run out of the room while Juliet and Lassiter were busy untying Shawn and Gus.
"Thanks for that, now let's hurry, he's getting away!" Shawn yelled, as he ran towards the open door with everybody else shortly behind.
They were hot on his heels, only a few paces behind him, when, suddenly, he turned around and pointed his gun at the four. Juliet and Lassy were raising their guns, but didn't get very far whenever he fired off a warning shot.
"Don't even think about it. Now, drop the guns." He commanded.
"Look Jason, I don't think you want to be doing this." Lassiter said as he was lowering his gun.
"You are in no place to tell me what to do."
"You think you can get away with killing a cop, let alone two?" Juliet asked, trying to talk him down.
"Oh, I have gotten away with so much more."
"That sounds like an admission of guilt to me; you are so going down for this!" Lassiter grunted.
"Sorry, but I don't think so." Jason pulled his gun back up, and then, fell to the ground, dead.
There stood Shawn with Juliet's gun, pointed at Jason with the barrel smoking.
"S-Shawn…" Juliet said as Lassiter took the gun out of Shawn's frozen hands.
"Good work Spencer," Lassiter said with hesitation.
Shawn stood there, still frozen. "I-I…"
Well, there it is. The first chapter to 'What Shawn Did' Tell me what you think.