New story! :D Whump, and obviously a bit of Shules. Of course this story isn't all about them. Plus, they are together in this story. :)
"Shawn, I told you this wasn't your best idea."
"For once, I agree with you." Shawn looked at his friend with a look of pity. It wasn't his intention for Gus to get hurt. It wasn't his intention for himself to get hurt for that matter. It was his fault that this was happening. If only he hadn't been so stupid and gone with his gut. His gut was wrong.
EARLIER
"Sup! What's new?" Shawn Spencer walked into the SBPD with his normal smile on his face. Gus was by his side as normal. Everything was as normal as ever.
"We got a lead, we're going to check it out now." Juliet and Lassiter walked passed Shawn and Gus.
They stood there for a minute before following the two detectives out the door.
"Spencer, this lead could lead to potential danger. I suggest you stay here were it's safe. We don't need any civilians getting hurt." Lassiter said from his car window.
Juliet, from the passenger seat, nodded her head in agreement, "He's right Shawn. You and Gus should stay here."
Without getting an answer from either of the men, Lassiter sped off.
Shawn looked to Gus.
"No. No. No. No Shawn we are not following them. You heard Lassie."
"Oh come on. I already know where they're going. Plus, they took the long way. We can get there first, get the guy, and be heroes! Come on, Gus. When was the last time you were in the paper with the headline, 'Psychic Shawn Spencer and Magic Head Capture Dangerous Serial Killer'?"
"Never?"
"Exactly! Now come on! Let's be heroes and make the world a better place!"
"One time. Just this one time."
"Great! I'm driving, give me your keys."
Gus handed over his keys and they both got in the blueberry.
Suprisingly, Shawn and Gus wound up at the small cabin before Lassie and Jules.
"Sweet. Now let's get this guy."
"You have cuffs, right?" Gus asked.
Shawn reached in his pockets but came out with nothing, "That's a negative."
"Well, well, well look who showed up. I was expecting the cops, but a psychic and his..."
"Oh, let me introduce you, this is my associate Gargantuan Longsocks."
The man who had appeared gave them a strange look, but then pulled his gun he had tucked away in his coat.
"Whoa there. I didn't say anything to offend you, did I? I mean, we're all grown men here. We can work this out." Shawn threw his hands up in the air. He's found himself in this position a lot lately.
"Shut up, psychic."
"I'd appreciate it if you called me Shawn. It helps me feel more relaxed." Shawn started backing up.
"Now is not the time to be relaxed. Because I'm going to kill you." The man moved his aim so that it was now trained on Gus.
"Kill who exactly?" Shawn wasn't about to get Gus killed.
"Does it matter?" The man cocked his gun, making both Shawn and Gus flinch.
"Come on, man! Drop the gun and we'll do this man to man. Old school style. We can settle anything you have against us."
"Oh, no. I don't have anything against you. I'm just going to kill you. Because I'm a murderer."
"Okay okay okay. There's gotta be something I can do, I mean I-"
Shawn was cut off by a bullet shooting from the gun.