Author's Note: I was planning on updating next week…but I felt bad so here I am again! Please review guys, it kind of helps my thought process. If you have any recommendations for future events, please comment them! I'm open to new ideas. Well, enjoy this new chappie! (:

Disclaimer: Like I said, I don't own Psych or anything related to it. I only own this story that will build up in suspense very soon.

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"I'll try, Gus," she said as she hung up. She pushed open the doors and surveyed the room worriedly. Chief Vick was at her desk, a shocked look on her face. Shawn was sitting in one of the chairs right in front of the desk. He turned just as Juliet walked in and his expression was unreadable. Just as Juliet was about to open her mouth, Chief Vick shook her head.

Shawn looked down at his feet and mumbled, "I'm sorry, Jules."

"Shawn…what's going on?" Juliet looked from Shawn to Chief Vick then back to Shawn again. Although Gus had forewarned her on the situation, she hadn't been prepared. She had hoped that Shawn really was just discussing a case. The mere idea of Shawn resigning had never crossed her mind before that moment. Juliet tried to mask her emotions, but she was almost positive that he was reading her like she was an open book.

He lifted a finger to his right temple and said, "I sense that you already know, Jules. Gus had called you?" Juliet saw that he was desperately trying to cover up his sadness by lightening up the mood. Typical Shawn.

"That's right," she said with awe.

"Am I ever wrong?" he said with a ghost of a smile. He rose from his seat and nodded at the Chief. He trudged out of the office. Before he walked out, he glanced at Juliet. His look made her catch her breath and she watched as he left. Once he was out of sight she turned back to the Chief who was still shaking her head.

"What just happened?" Juliet asked.

"Mr. Spencer came in and told me that he was leaving Santa Barbara. He explained to me that Psych would no longer be of service to the Santa Barbara Police Department. I just…I don't understand…," The Chief took her head in her hands.

Juliet realized she would get better information if she asked Shawn so she rushed out as fast as humanely possible and raced to catch up with him. He was getting himself situated on his motorcycle when she stopped him.

"Jules!" Shawn exclaimed when he saw her.

"Shawn, what do you think you're doing? You can't just leave because of something one girl said! What do we do when we're stumped? Who are we going to call? Forget that, think of the people you are going to leave behind! What's going to happen to Gus? He'll forget to have some fun in his life. Your dad! The chances of you two ever reconnecting would be over!" Juliet screamed at him. As she went off in a rant, he took off his motorcycle helmet so that he could examine her properly. His penetrating stare caused her to finish before she could even go on about the rest of the people that obviously cared about him.

"What about you?" he asked innocently.

Juliet had expected something else so she hesitated before asking, "What?"

"You just talked about the SBPD, and Gus, and my Dad. What about you?" Shawn gazed at her with his warm, hazel eyes.

"Of course I would miss you too, Shawn!" she said exasperated.

He shook his head as if he had been hoping for more. He then replied, "Abigail won't miss me." Juliet's heart tore as he spoke. She longed to reach out and envelop his hands between hers. Her heart had always called out to him, but the timing was never right.

When Gus told her that Abigail had broken up with Shawn, a part of her had been happy. She thought that now was her chance to finally admit her true feelings to Shawn. Abigail was finally out of the picture. But now, as she stood before the man that she loved, she couldn't bring herself to say it to him. In just a matter of weeks, it was as though he had aged twenty years. His shattered heart made her feel guilty for the victorious emotions that had been brewing inside of her several minutes ago.

Her eyes were brimming with tears as she shook her head. "You don't know that," she said finally. But, you do know that I will miss you, Juliet thought.

Shawn raised his eyebrows and then commenced his psychic stance. "Yes, I do. I'm a psychic, remember? If she thinks that this is too dangerous, then what do the others think? I'll never find the girl of my dreams if I waste my time searching for serial killers!"

"What's wrong with you?" Juliet spat at him, "You're not acting like yourself. What happened to the guy that always had a sarcastic comment to whatever Lassiter said and a sense of humor?"

"I'm sorry if this side of me isn't as impressive. I'm sorry if you can't handle me when I'm at my weakest," he said without raising his voice. His voice was emotionless and it made Juliet yearn for the days before Yin.

"What are you talking about? Shawn, listen to you. This isn't how you normally speak," she said angriliy.

"You don't understand," he said with finality. Juliet backed away as he sped off to start a new life…without her.

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Weeks went by and no one heard from Shawn. Gus began living in the Psych office, hoping his best friend would return to try and sneak a pineapple. Henry Spencer had hoped that Shawn was not serious about the idea of leaving Santa Barbara, but after he searched every Red Robin and found no clue of his son, he eventually gave up. Juliet constantly tried forgetting about him, but her thoughts would always drift to her last conversation with him. She couldn't believe that she had spoken angrily with him when she had already known that he would be leaving. If she had tried a reasoning tone or at least a gentle voice, he may have thought the whole thing over again.

The whole police department was eerily quiet. The senior officers found the silence peaceful and an opportunity to get more work done. The younger ones, however, found that without Shawn, the joy of coming to work every day had lessened. His comical ways of solving a case had entertained everyone and motivated them to do their best on their own work. Without him around, things had gone from exciting to monotonous.

It was on one of these monotonous days that Gus walked into the police department. Juliet saw him enter and immediately got up from her seat, hoping he had news about Shawn. Gus saw her reaction and shook his head. Juliet's disappointment was clearly etched on her face as she walked up to him. Although she knew that he had no information, she was still curious about why he was there.

"Gus, what are you doing here? Psych's no longer one of our consultants," Juliet said.

"The Chief called me in saying that it was urgent and I had to come over right away," he explained.

Juliet scrunched her eyebrows in confusion. "Why would she need you?"

Just then, Chief Vick walked out of her office. "O'Hara, Lassiter, and Guster. Conference room," she said with authority in her voice. After she announced for them to enter, she went straight to the room without waiting for them to respond. The three adults glanced at each other, unaware of what they were about to learn.

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"We have a new serial killer in our hands. He likes to call himself The Time Traveler. Here's the information you need," Chief Vick threw the papers onto the table in disgust.

Juliet quickly sat down and skimmed all the paperwork and pictures. The information she gathered was that The Time Traveler had committed four homicides that week, leaving four distinct clues behind. The first victim was a Caucasian, middle-aged man named Bernie McIntyre. The clue left for Bernie was brochures for the next local spelling bee scattered around his body. The next victim was a young, African woman who had just arrived from her native country yesterday. Her clue was the airplane tickets sticking out of her bag. Although she had booked a one-way ticket for the United States, she had tickets to go to Vancouver. The third victim was another woman, who had blonde hair and blue eyes. Her clue was the picture of someone that looked almost identical to her. The picture was confirmed to be of her twin sister. Finally, the last victim was a male, Spanish soup-opera actor. He was identified as Alejandro Rodriguez, but had the name 'Chad' sewed on his jacket. A staple gun was also found near him.

"What is all this? It doesn't make sense…," Juliet said quietly.

"Hold on. Chief, what is Guster doing here?" Head Detective Carlton Lassiter asked. He stared at Gus maliciously, like he was ready to pull out his gun. Gus was used to these looks so he just moved several inches away from him and stared back.

"Yes, that reminds me. Mr. Guster, do you have any idea where we can find Mr. Spencer?" she asked politely. Juliet looked up suddenly, because she knew the sudden importance to find Shawn immediately.

"I haven't heard from him since he left, Chief. Why?" Gus asked, confused.

Carlton seemed to understand what was going on to because he shuffled through the case information again, but his search seemed more intense. Juliet sighed and closed her eyes. This was not happening.

"Don't you see Mr. Guster? These clues all lead to past cases. These cases are just some of the ones that Psych was called in for a consultation. We need Shawn to get some vibrations on where this is leading, because that's all I know," Chief Vick answered. She threw herself into the nearest chair and put her head down. No one was prepared for another serial killer. No one was prepared without Shawn.

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End Note: Don't worry, if you're confused about the Time Traveler's methods, it will be explained in the next chapter. But what are they going to do if Shawn's away? And if they do find Shawn, will he agree to help or will his broken heart get in the way? Stay tuned for more! Oh and pleasepleaseplease review guys. If you review, then I can update faster. THANK YOU.