I have finally written a Psych fanfic! I have told myself over and over again to write one. Now I have! Enjoy!

"F8." Gus said.

"Miss" Shawn said, "B2."

"Hit." Gus looked at his board, Shawn had not missed, yet, "How are you doing this?"

"I am a master at this game, Gus. Don't ever question my mad skills." Shawn replied with a half grin on his face.

"How do you have 'mad skills'? You hardly play this game. It has been in the closet for the past 3 months."

Gus was at it again. Every time they played this game it was the same thing. "You're cheating!" Or, "How are you winning?" Shawn wasn't cheating he just, could see Gus's ships through the reflection of the Psych window.

"Gus, for the last time I'm not cheating. A2."

"Great, you win aga-" Gus was cut off at the ringing of the phone. He reached over to answer it. "Psych. This is Burton Guster. Yes, we'll be right there." After he hung up, he stood up and went for his coat.

"Who was it?" Shawn asked curiosity was in his eyes. "The chief? Please say yes, I have been itching to get started on another case. We haven't had one in over 2 weeks!"

"Shawn, you are on a case right now, remember? The one with the mystery of how a dog just died?"

"Yeah, but that case is boring. I mean a real case, Gus. A murder, or a robbery. That dog was old it was just it's time."

"The chief said that she needed to speak with us. Now, come on."

The both headed out the door.

When they arrived at the police department. Everyone was looking their direction.

"Uh, Shawn. Why is everyone staring at us?" Gus asked.

"Not us, you. There is a mustard stain on your shirt from lunch." Shawn replied.

Gus gazed down at his shirt. No stain.

"There is not a stain, Shawn, I never stain my shirts. I am very careful when I eat."

They walked into the Chief's office. Detective Carlton Lassiter and Juliet O'Hara were there as well as the Chief.

"Lassie! Here to congratulate us for something I'm sure we did?"

"In your dreams." Lassiter said with a laugh.

"Mr. Spencer, Mr. Guster, take a seat." Chief Vick motioned for them to sit.

As they sat down Gus said to Shawn, "Alright, what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything. Unless you count egging Lassie's place last month. His house needed a makeover."

"You did that!" Lassiter said when he had overheard him say this. "I could have you arrested!"

"Look, I called you here to look into this missing persons case." Chief Vick handed Shawn the file with a photo. "Her name is Wanda Ringwald, she was last seen walking her dog down Main street last Thursday. Do you have any psychic leads?"

"Uh oh." Shawn said and handed the photo to Gus.

They both looked at each other.

"Do you know this woman?" Juliet asked when she saw their reaction to the photo.

"Yes, this woman came to us about her dog last Friday. Her dog had died and she suspected fowl play." Gus answered. Shawn gave him a look.

"Gus. I could have just told them that 'psychically' why'd you have to go and tell them?" Shawn whispered to Gus. Quieter than last time because he didn't want Lassie to hear

Before Gus could say anything. Juliet cut in, "Her dog? It's not dead. We saw him when we went over to her sister, Amelia's house to ask her questions."

Shawn had gone to Amelia's house already. He knew that the dog was alive. That is why he had told Gus it was boring. He thought it was just a joke and stopped working on that case. He then remembered seeing a photo of something in the house. He wasn't sure what it was.

"OH!" Shawn put his hand to his head, "I'm getting something! Red. White. Blue?

"The flag?" Juliet asked "There are hundreds of them in Santa Barbara, Shawn."

"Yes, the flag and I'm also getting, a drawing? No, a photo! I'm sensing that there is a photo with the flag in Amelia's house that can help us find Wanda."

"There was a photo of Wanda and Amelia on the shelf. They were standing in front of the flag!" Juliet exclaimed.

"What does that have to do with this girl going missing?" Lassiter asked.

"I'm not sure. We need to get back to Amelia's house. I'm sensing that she is hiding something.

As they all walked up the steps to the house, Shawn saw a reflection on the window. A body. But not just a body, it was Wanda's body

Shawn screamed. Everyone looked at him.

"Please, don't hurt me!" Shawn screamed.

"Shawn, what's going on?" Jules asked. Shawn could tell she was panicking

"I'm sensing that what is in that house is not what we were expecting."

Lassiter knocked on the door. No answer. He knocked again. After a third time and no answer, he kicked the door down.

They all stood before the body, Juliet went over to see if Wanda was alive, "She's dead."

"Please excuse me for a second." Gus said. Then he ran out

Shawn pointed at the photo he saw before, a picture of Wanda and Amelia in front of the flag. When he looked closer he saw a bracelet on Wanda's wrist. He looked at Wanda's dead body. No bracelet. He looked around the house for a sign of it but he didn't find anything. He knew that this bracelet was special to her and that she never took it off.

Shawn put his hand to his head, "Jewelry! Earring! Necklace! Bracelet! She was robbed!"

Dun Dun Dun!