A/N: New Psych story! I had a reviewer on Begin Again ask if I would do this song, so I shall, so this story is for Checkerz! Love all my reviewers!
Whiskey Lullaby
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette,
She broke his heart; he spent his whole life trying to forget.
We watched him drink his pain away, a little at a time,
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind,
Until the night
Shawn walked into his and Juliet's home after returning from a particularly finicky case. Gus wasn't with him because he was at his 'real' job. He took off his coat and ran up the stairs to find his lovely wife. He heard her giggle from their bedroom at the end of the hall. He pushed open the door and saw something he never wanted to see. His best friend was having an affair with his wife. He ran back down the stairs and grabbed his coat. He left the house and went to the bar. He ordered a tall whiskey and began to drink. This was his standard routine for a few weeks. Work. Bar. His dad's house. Repeat. Even after all the whiskey, he couldn't get her off his mind. Until the night, a month later.
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger.
He finally drank away her memory.
Life is short, but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees.
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said 'I love her till I die'.
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The Angels sang a Whiskey Lullaby.
He went into his dad's attic and found his old service revolver and put it in his pocket. He grabbed the bottle of whiskey he bought the night before. He sat down on his bed and downed the whiskey. He took the gun out of his pocket and turned it over in his hands a few times. He placed his finger in the trigger and pressed the barrel to his head. He finally drank away every memory of his beautiful wife Juliet. He could barely get up off his bed. Henry had went up to check on him and found him with his face down in his pillow. In his hand was a note that said. "Tell Jules I'll love her till I die." He let a few stray tears roll down his cheek. He called Juliet, Gus, Lassie and Madeline to help bury him beneath Henry's willow. Jules swore she heard angels' singing.
The rumors flew, but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath.
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time,
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night.
The rumors of Shawn's suicide spread through the Police Department fast. Nobody, not Buzz, not Karen, defiantly not Carlton, knew how much she blamed herself. She fell into a drinking problem. Work. Whiskey. Sleep. Repeat. After three months of showing up to work drunk, she was fired. For three years, she drank until she couldn't drink anymore, but she could never forget Shawn. His impish grin, his psychic act, his hair-OCD. Then, three and a half years after Shawn's suicide, something snapped.
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger.
She finally drank away his memory.
Life is short, but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees.
We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life.
And when we buried her next to him beneath the willow,
The Angels sang a Whiskey Lullaby.
She still had her gun. They didn't take it when they fired her. She put the barrel to her head. After taking a giant swig of whiskey, she pulled the trigger. She couldn't even get off her knees. Karen went to check on her, and found her with her face in her pillow, clinging to a picture of Shawn on the beach for dear life. Henry, Buzz, Karen, Carlton and even Gus helped bury her next to Shawn beneath Henry's willow. Buzz swore he heard angels singing.
La la la lala. La lala la la. La lalala. La lalala.
A/N: I hope you like the songfic Checkerz! I wrote it just for you!