Hats

".........Just a ONESHOT to kill the time. Pleaz R&R!"

Henry Spencer was an idiot. He wanted his son to follow in his footsteps and have a respectable job as a well-known and well-liked police officer. But Shawn didn't want that. He wanted to be far away for his pushy, strict, unsupportive father. He wanted to be a rebel who was always defying his father's order . He wanted to be left alone.

So Henry Spencer kept pushing. He trained his son to do amazing things that police officers with years of training still couldn't do.

"How many hats are in the room?" he asked his son one day. "And no looking." Shawn sighed and hook his head.

"Dad, I don't want to be a cop. I want to be a fireman!" his son would answer.

"No you don't, trust me. How many hats?" he would ask again. Finally, Shawn would just sigh and answer almost always correctly. "Good, now you can have your ice cream."

Henry Spencer trained his son to be a great cop and an even better detective. And he was an idiot for doing so.

Now, as Henry Spencer waited in the hospital again, he realized just how stupid he had been. His son was now illegally working as a fake psychic detective because that was what his father had trained him to do. Not only would he be arrested if he got caught, but now his job was even more dangerous. His son had just been shot, and it was all his fault. If his son died on the job, Henry would never be able to forgive himself. Because all along, he was just looking out for his son and letting him know he loved him, but he would never tell him that.

Shawn Spencer's father was an idiot, but he wouldn't have it any other way. Because of his father's dream for him to become a detective, he worked a successful business with the Santa Barbara Police Station with his best friend. He had a job that paid pretty well, an excuse to use the skills he had learned as kid, and a way of repaying his dad for his own behavior. All along, Shawn Spencer was only looking to make his dad proud, but he would never tell him that.

So as Henry Spencer watched over his unconscious son's body in the latest hospital incident, he frowned. Things had not turned out the way the were suppose to for either of them.....

And he blamed the hats.

"..........A bit of an odd one.....Pleaz R&R!"