Author's Note: This is my first fanfic and if it is bad, I apologize. I don't own psych, by the way. If it is bad, still review!!! Please!!!
The Idea
Shawn and Gus walked into the Psych office, laughing. "Dude, did you see Lassie's face when I put the flower and dirt on his head?" Shawn asked.
"Yeah, he looked like he wanted to strangle you with his tie. Why did you do that again? Besides to piss off Lassiter?"
"Duh, Gus, because the killer was reading that stupid story about the girl with the flower on her head at the library. I still can't believe we solved that case so quickly."
"Yeah," Gus sighed. "It's too bad we can't solve all our cases that quickly. This one went perfectly."
"Almost perfectly." Shawn muttered. Juliet hadn't been there to see it, and he didn't like missing opportunities to show off to her. After all, he didn't have many chances to impress her, and he needed to use them all if he ever wanted her to go out with him.
"What do you mean by that Shawn? Are you mad that I figured out that she was poisoning him with his Viagra?"
"No, it's just…" Shawn thought quickly for a second. "Lassie! His negative attitude is really starting to get annoying."
Gus frowned. "I know, he was blocking us every step of the way! We need to get him to trust us, Shawn."
Shawn nodded. "Yeah, if he stopped questioning my psychic-ness we could get way more cases. We might even be able to afford an X-box 360!"
"Then we could show the world our amazing Halo teamwork. I think we might be nationally ranked." Gus said. They were good, but according to his latest issue of Microsoft Monthly, the top ranked team in the country was Jack's Mafia and The Peacemaker. However, Gus was sure that he and Shawn could take them on any day.
"We need to find a way to not only win Lassie's respect and adoration, but convince him I'm a psychic." Shawn said.
"Maybe we should kill his Father-in-law for him. He'd love us then."
"And he'd get to arrest us! It'd be his dream come true! Dude, that would be worth seriously considering if it proved I was a psychic."
"And if it were legal." Gus muttered.
They sat in silence, both trying to think of a way to impress Lassiter. Gus was contemplating how they could get away with murder when Shawn suddenly said, "I have an idea. It's a little crazy, but it just might work."
Gus glared at the psychic. "Shawn, if it's about Mexico, you can just shut up now." When Shawn frowned but didn't say anything and Gus snorted. Shawn's obsession with Mexico was really unhealthy. Anytime Shawn talked Gus into going down with him, he always ended up drunk and in a hospital or Jail. Once he ended up in both and it was "worth every second of the physical rehab afterwards" according to Shawn.
They sat in silence for a moment longer. Shawn was still trying to think of a way of convincing Gus that taking Lassiter down to the border a few times and escaping alive would definitely earn his respect when he suddenly had a better but equally dangerous idea. He started to do The Smile, the one he always did when he had an insane idea that could work, if they managed to pull it off. He looked over and saw Gus was starting to get nervous. That just made him smile more and make Gus more afraid. After all, adventures that started with this smile usually ended in disaster. Not this time, though. Shawn was sure that this would work.
"Dude," Shawn said happily, "We're going to be Psychic Marital Counselors!"
"What?!" Gus shrieked. Shawn winced as he felt something tear in his eardrum. "Are you crazy Shawn? Lassiter hates us! Especially you! If he thinks your faking your psychic detective work, why would he believe you could use psychic powers to fix his marriage? There is no way in hell he would allow us to even talk to his wife, let alone find out why she is trying to divorce him. You are insane, Shawn. I should start looking into good psychologists."
Shawn smiled. "Gus, this could totally work. You left a lot of facts out of your argument. By the way, if our detective agency ever fails, we should become psychic-ologists."
Gus was getting pissed now, so he ignored the lame joke. "What am I forgetting Shawn? Are you and Lassiter secretly friends?"
"Not yet, but I think we will be after I save his marriage."
"Shawn! He won't let you help him. Why would he?"
"First of all, Gus, he has seen us work. Even though he doubts my validity as a psychic, he knows I'm good and I can solve crimes. Secondly, He told me that he has tried everything to patch things up. Even acupuncture! Since he is that desperate, there is no way he would turn down someone, like us, who have been proven to get results. Also, I figured we'd talk to his wife first and get her on board before we talk to Lassie so he can't refuse."
He had a point, Gus thought as he calmed down. But a new doubt reached him and he decided to voice it.
"Alright, even if you can get them to agree, what makes you think you can get them back together when nothing else could?"
"Gus! I'm a psychic! I can 'read their innermost thoughts and desires' and tell them that they want to get together. I can watch how they interact and give them pointers privately. Plus, I would have you to help me."
"Shawn, what makes you think I could help? I'm a pharmaceutical salesman!"
"Yeah, but you watch Dr. Phil a lot. I'll bet you know a lot about counseling. In fact, if you weren't so good at what you did now, you could have your own T.V. show called Dr. Gus."
Gus smiled as he pictured it. "Yeah, and you know, I was a peer mediator in middle school. I even resolved the fight between Billy Crosniac and Cindy Pontamo."
"You sure did, Gus. You were the best peer mediator that school ever saw. We can do this. We can make things right with Lassie's marriage and get him happy with us." And maybe impress a certain junior detective, Shawn thought with a smile.
Whenever Gus was with Shawn, he did things he normally wouldn't do. He broke rules, he did dangerous things, and he often went against his own common sense. However, sometimes Shawn talked him in to things that were absolutely insane. Gus had an odd feeling that this was one of these times, but he still said, "Let's do it."
Well, there it is. Please Review it and let me know what you thought. Don't worry, Lassiter is in the next chapter. I think…
