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Disclaimer: I don't own "Psych". And this story does not reflect how I feel about my job in a grocery store.

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Shawn Spencer followed his detective girlfriend to her car. Juliet turned to look at Shawn.

"Maybe it's not the best idea if you come with me to the scene. People might get suspicious, Shawn. I mean, we'll be showing up together, and at," Juliet looked down a her watch, "nine o'clock."

"I'll wait in the car for a few minutes, and then come strutting in like usual." Shawn gave Juliet a smug grin. "I can even call Gus and have him meet me there. It'll be legit." Juliet raised her eyebrow. "I am the king of fooling others." Which, surprising wasn't too far from the truth. His stomach twitched as he thought about it.

Juliet walked with Shawn towards his motorcycle. "Really, Shawn, it might not be a great idea. You know how you get when you're excited." Shawn picked up his helmet in defeat.

"I get even more handsome." Shawn tried not to let his disappointment show trough his humorous act. "I'll go pick up Gus."

Juliet looked as Shawn, surprised. "He lets you drive him around on the bike?"

Shawn laughed. "By 'pick him up', I meant, 'go to Gus' place and have him drive the both of us there'. I'll see you at Big Savings." Shawn revved his bike and pulled out of the driveway of Juliet's apartment building. Something about the conversation he had just had with his girlfriend didn't sit right with Shawn. He shook his head and tried not to think about it on his way to Gus' apartment.

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Gus wasn't happy. He had just returned home from the Psych office, and made some herbal tea. Then, his pseudo-psychic friend/partner comes knocking on his door and tells him that his date with Juliet got cut short and there's a dead body to be looked at. So, Gus wasn't happy at all. "Shawn." Gus huffed.

"Gus." Shawn looked over at his bald friend driving the Blueberry to Big Savings Grocery Store.

"I am not happy." Gus frowned, "It's always a dead body, Shawn. I hate when you interrupt my night with dead bodies!"

Shawn laughed, "Well, the next time I show up at your door on a Friday night at 9:30, I'll bring a pizza and the 'Back to the Future' trilogy. You know I love some pineapple and Canadian bacon while watching Michael J. Fox play a trillion different characters."

"Shawn, really." Gus sighed as he pulled into the parking lot of Big Savings. "Let's go in, you'll do your thing. We'll leave. And I can go back to my tea."

"Sounds good to me." Shawn searched the group of police officers around a squared-off section of the pavement. The yellow CAUTION tape surrounded a cart dock. Shawn walked with Gus quietly towards the scene. Shawn leaned over and whispered, "Gus, do you even see a body?"

"No." Gus let out a sigh of relief, "Thankfully."

Shawn and Gus walked towards Detectives O'Hara and Lassiter. Shawn squinted and saw the corpse of a young male under two dozen shopping carts. The body seemed to have been trampled by the shopping carts. The boy was wearing a bright red T-shirt.

"Oh, Gus. Look!" Shawn pointed at the corpse, "I found the body!" Shawn threw his arm over Lassiter's shoulder. "So, tell me about our John Doe, and we'll get this murder investigation on its way."

Detective Carlton Lassiter quickly shrugged Shawn's arm off his shoulder. "Oh, God. Spencer, what are you doing here?" Detective Lassiter was not one for surprise visits or Shawn Spencer. So, this surprise visit from Shawn Spencer did not make his night any better than it had been. He was already on edge from getting called out to the police scene at this time at night. Shawn could tell something else, besides him, was bugging dear old Lassie.

"No John Doe. No Murder. We have no need for you tonight, Spencer." Lassiter looked passed Shawn towards Juliet, he had somewhat expected them to arrive together, though he didn't know why, "This was an accident. So, you and Guster can leave."

"An accident? Really, Lassie?" Shawn turned to look at the Senior Detective. "How would could he be under all the carts if it was an accident?"

"Asked myself the same question, Spencer." Detective Lassiter grinned, "I questioned his boss. The kid," Lassiter motion towards the victim, "name's Dylan Steves, was a hard worker. Boss said since he bought the store last month, Dylan's done nothing but work hard. He could take ten of the carts in at a time. Seems like the store was closing up and Dylan, here, wanted to take the rest in so he wouldn't have to come back out. Guess he couldn't handle it like he thought." Carlton seemed to be spitting out his words extremely fast to prevent Shawn from getting a word in edge-wise. Carlton was positive it was an accident, and he wasn't going to let Shawn Spencer chime in with a stupid theory.

"Well," Shawn was surprised that Lassiter was ready to counter Shawn's murder theory, "You should tell the family. Juliet doesn't do well with the whole 'tell the family their kid is dead' thing." Shawn walked away from the scene and Gus followed close behind.

Gus seemed to notice that Shawn wasn't quite himself leaving the grocery store. "Did you notice Lassiter acting a little strange back there, Shawn?" Gus was always good at changing the subject, especially when Shawn seemed down about something.

Shawn was still sulking, "She'll have to do some paper work about this tonight. You'll get go to back and enjoy the rest of your night. I'll probably just sleep." Maybe Gus' diversion skills were a bit off tonight.