A/N: I never thought I'd do this – ever, but here it is. A fic with a blatant Mary/Marty Sue. I'll make sure he doesn't steal the show – though he may try, and I promise that no matter what Shassie will prevail. Though I am a bit sorry for this rocky start, I'm not used to writing characters who have an established relationship. Once I get the hang of it I'm sure everyone will be back to their proper personalities! It's an oath made to you from me!

Also ewww! I'm writing a sequel! Sequels are usually bad! Bah! You'll just have to bare with me on this one, read along and give me your input! With the proper guidance (and the right betas lol) maybe this won't be so bad.

~Matilda

Donald Lauren

Roughly a year had passed since Shawn Spencer had been trapped by Dr. McGill and his crazy sidekick Dr. Benevides. The two having believed Shawn to be psychic had trapped him and tortured him with the intent on ingesting him after death to obtain his powers. Saying it was creepy was an understatement. But Shawn seldom thought of that now, only letting himself be reminded of that horrible ordeal whenever he took the time to look at his own body. None of the scars had been incriminating. Dr. McGill had been sadistic enough to use a thin exacto knife – thus the scars that now riddled Shawn's body were mere thin white lines. Not very noticeable but always a reminder that he could've died that day, if it hadn't been for detective Lassiter showing up at the last second firing bullets like a mad man. Yes good ol' Lassie. Surprisingly for Shawn Lassiter was now over protective if not a little possessive of the 'psychic.' Every time they were together Lassiter had taken to running his hands soothingly and repeatedly over the scars, like he was trying to chase them away.

Speaking of Lassiter – it's also been roughly a year since Shawn and Lassiter began seeing each other as more then just co-workers and friends. Upon their pending anniversary Shawn was actually determined to get Lassiter some form of gift. Partly to earn a night of 'thank you sex', and partly to prove that he actually remembered something other then what he had for breakfast that day.

Eggs Benedict….mmm

"Shawn?" the voice of Burton Guster brought Shawn back down to earth "You've been staring at that tie rack for 20 minutes."

"I'm having trouble deciding between Fred Flinstone and George Jetson." Shawn replied "Shopping's hard."

"You know Lassiter wouldn't be caught dead in either" Gus said "Don't waste your money."

Shawn grinned at the thought "I know, just think of all the evil mind games I could play though. We'd argue, I'd tell him that if I win he has to wear George or Fred to work – then I'd win and he'd be furious."

"Eh – no." Gus said "Come on man just get the blue one."

"He's got like seven of those already" Shawn sighed "Then again, compared to 20 blacks and 30 grays maybe one more blue wouldn't be so bad."

"If you really wanted to piss him off you could get him a pink tie" Gus suggested. But Shawn didn't seem enthusiastic about that idea.

"Maybe not a tie" Shawn said then "A pen?"

The two turned and nodding a goodbye to the sales clerk, left the odd tie shop and continued through the mall.

"You're really going to drop a load of money on a pen?" Gus said "A pen that'll eventually run out?"

"A fancy pen" Shawn insisted "With a little metal plate, his name engraved on it. He's weird. He'll love it."

"There's a but" Gus said immediately.

"But" Shawn confirmed "its not personal, well yeah it's personal in a 'this pen has your name on it' kind of way but not personal in a 'your boyfriend totally got this for you' kind of way."

"Okay" Gus said "You're thinking about this way too hard."

"You're right." Shawn said "Alright then, I'll hit the drawing board and come back tomorrow – and if all else fails-"

"You'll buy the blue tie?" Gus asked, and laughing Shawn nodded.

"I'll buy the blue tie."

"Okay then" Shawn said "Lets get out of this mall, its been three hours and I don't have a single shopping bag – I feel like I'm 16 all over again."

"I'm with you there."

"Let's head down to the police station." Shawn said then "We still need our cheque from the last case, and its Wednesday so I'm sure another case is bound to be just around the corner."

"You go" Gus replied "I have another route before lunch, so go, get us some money and a case, make googly eyes at Lassiter and I'll see you this afternoon – sound good?"

"Well no" Shawn said "I'll go – but why don't we just do lunch together? Lassie usually eats with Jules so I'm free."

"Er" Gus said "I'm okay actually, lunch might be late" he scratched the back of his head "The route is kind of long. I'll just call you later."

Shawn quirked a bro "dude you're the worst liar since Pinocchio."

"Lying?" Gus said "I'm not lying, just eating a late lunch is all – don't want to keep you waiting."

"Ahuh" Shawn said "Late lunch?"

"Yes." Gus said "Late lunch."

"With?" Shawn pressed.

"No one" Gus said.

"Not even?" Shawn wasn't letting up, and Gus sighed he knew he was caught.

"Don Lauren."

If it was at all possible, Shawn visibly cringed. Donald Lauren was a guy they both knew back in high school. He always seemed to get along with Gus just fine, but he always seemed to have a problem with Shawn. They never got along and Shawn and Gus often got into arguments if Shawn learned that Gus was hanging out with him over Shawn. Shawn remembered Donald Lauren to be this uptight rich kid who looked down on everybody. When they graduated Don had gone off to Yale with honours, valedictorian and all that crap. Shawn was sure he was the only one who ever said good riddance to his departure from Santa Barbara.

"Don Lauren!" Shawn snapped "Since when do you have lunch with Don Lauren?"

"Since he's in town for a few weeks on business and wanted to catch up with a few of his friends" Gus defended "and since I was his friend – he called me. So yes, I am having lunch today with Don Lauren."

"Man" Shawn said "You could've told me."

"I didn't see the point" Gus argued "You seem to still be carrying around a grudge against him. Didn't want to fight with you, that's it."

"Alright" Shawn said "I'll admit to still harbouring feelings of anger towards him, but only because while he was off friending it up with you and going out of his way to get nothing buy straight A's while dating all of the girls I liked. He was also constantly making snide comments to me about how much money his dad made compared to my dad, and how his parent's house had a hot tub and a swimming pool, and how if we were superheroes he'd be Superman and I'd be Aquaman. He was a jerk to me. I feel justified in my hate."

"I understand" said Gus "it was high school though, we're adults now. I highly doubt you'd get any of that if you saw him today."

"Well have fun I guess." Shawn said, and the two had finally made it to the parking lot. Shawn's bike parked right next to Gus' car.

"I'll call you if there's anything worth checking out at the station." Shawn said "Meet back at the office after lunch?"

"I'll text you when I'm done." Gus said.

The two said goodbye and drove off in opposite directions, Gus making his way to see Don Lauren and Shawn making his way to the police station. He slid through the doors in his usual fashion.

"Yo ho! Shawn's here!" His arms extended like he had just performed a magic trick. Eyes turned to him, a few looking amused, others annoyed. Lassiter's eyes however just looked confused.

"You're early." Lassiter said when Shawn shimmied his way over to Lassiter's desk.

"Shopping with Gus gut cut short" explained Shawn "and buttercup please – I'm never too early for you." Shawn grinned when Lassiter flushed a bit.

"Not at work" Lassiter said under his breathe "I think the Chief is just about done with your cheque" Lassiter continued "You can probably go in."

Shawn frowned a bit "Alright, if you don't want to talk to me."

"I never said that!" Lassiter flustered "Just – just, okay you're playing with me. What do you want Shawn?"

Shawn took his cue and pulled up a chair sitting directly across from Lassiter.

"Shopping ideas" Shawn said "You're the hardest person to shop for – ever."

"Anything you get me is fine" Lassiter said, "Wait – you're shopping for me?"

"Yeah" Shawn said "Anniversary, it's almost been a year Lassie-face."

Lassiter looked a tad embarrassed "oh" he said "that's right."

Shawn laughed; somehow he just knew Lassiter wasn't going to remember.

"On the bright side" Shawn encouraged "You still have a week." He reached over the ruffled Lassiter's hair a bit, Lassiter being quick to bat Shawn's hand away.

"Seriously. Working here." Lassiter said.

"Okay you win" Shawn said; he then looked around "Where's Jules?"

"Around" Lassiter replied "buying lunch I think, I should probably head out to meet her."

"No cases?" Asked Shawn, "No deep dark investigation?" He sounded disappointed.

"Not today" Lassiter said "Paper work, a quiet phone, and more paper work."

"B-b-but its Wednesday!" Shawn joked.

"Maybe tomorrow" Lassiter assured him; he then quieted his voice "Are you coming over tonight?"

Only a few people knew about their relationship at that point, they wouldn't deny if asked but so far no one had asked – so they didn't tell. Thus only their close circle of friends really knew. Of course Lassiter was way more shy about it then Shawn was.

"I can" Shawn answered "Do you want me to?"

"Yes" Lassiter responded "I'll make dinner."

Shawn grinned "you're cooking for me?"

"Y-yeah, is that a bad thing?" Lassiter asked.

"Course not" Shawn teased "I liked Elvira, so re-enacting the cooking scene should be fun -monster and all."

Lassiter was drawing a blank "Elvira?" he repeated sceptically.

"Mistress of the Dark" Shawn said in mysterious tone, he even waved his hands around like he was wafting smoke. "It's a horrendous movie; you're going to love it."

"Sounds like a date" Lassiter said "Call me when you're heading over?"

"Done and done, I'll see you later Lassie-face." Shawn gave one last magnificent smile before heading into the Chief's office. By the time he got his cheque and had had a bit of small talk with the woman Lassiter had left to meet Jules, which meant that at that point in time Shawn was completely free to go home for a couple hours.

He was barely home for twenty minutes when his phone beeped, Gus' personalized ring having recently been changed to a sound clip from Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure.

Excellent! Followed by a brief rift via electric guitar, taking his phone to read the message Shawn pursed his lips.

G: I'm sorry

"Sorry?" Shawn tilted his head "Sorry for what?" He went to text Gus back when there was a knock on his door. Upon answering it, Shawn was now face to face with Gus and another man he recognized but really didn't want to. Donald Lauren.

"Err – hey Gus…." Shawn said "and hi – Don…..what uh – what are you doing here?"