Hey guys! So this is my first Psych Fanfic. I had this idea after I saw "Mr. Yin Presents…". When I saw the way Carlton looked when he was holding Jules broke my heart! So anywho, Hope you like! R&R please!
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Carlton's P.O.V.
I'll get my witness report in on Monday, Jones." I impatiently ran a hand down my face. The investigator nodded and went to check on the fingerprints. Suddenly I heard Juliet shouting. I whipped around, hand on my gun just in case. An investigator was prodding her.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" she yelled at him while he continued to prod. I strode over and pushed him away furiously.
"O'Hara…" I began.
"No Carlton. I'm fine." She held up her hands, blonde hair askew. "I'm fine." She repeated it over and over. I cupped her elbow hesitantly.
"You don't have to be fine, O'Hara." I met her terrified blue eyes. "You don't have to be fine."
"I-I'm fine…"
"Juliet." I raised my voice a bit harder than intended, but it caught her attention. Her face crumpled and she dove into my arms, clutching my jacket as sobs violently racked her body. I pulled her tight to me protectively, feeling her tears on my chest through my shirt. I tucked her head beneath my chin, stroking her back. "Shhh," I tried to calm her.
Mr. Yin would pay for this. The nerve! To hang my partner above the city by a clock, gagged and tied to her chair. I would catch that creep. He overstepped the bounds with setting a mere finger on O'Hara… It was personal now.
"You don't have to be fine." I whispered once more. I knew all I could do was comfort her from the traumatizing experience.
But the feel of her against me… her warmth, the smell of her hair… I never wanted to let her go. But I knew she wouldn't ever feel the same… She couldn't.
I was, after all, only her partner.
But partners have feelings too.
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Okie dokie, I hope you liked! Poor Carlton. Lol. R&R!