A/N: Again, I figured I'd give you a bit more. I hope you like this. And i think this actually takes place in either early season 7, or before.


Talia was completely grateful the next day that a call came in from the chief that there was a case so Shawn had to leave her alone. She relished in the silence and being alone, until she got hungry. She got up and went to her car and went to the diner down the street. She went in and was finishing eating when a familiar voice called her attention.

"Talia?" It said. She turned to see her brother's best friend. "You really are back."

"Hey Gus." She said with a slight smirk. "Yes I am. My brother isn't with you, is he?"

"Shawn? No." Gus said coming over and sitting next to her. "I'm coming to pick up our lunch order. Shawn's at the office Doing his thing."

"Oh the," Talia looked around and lowered her voice significantly. She leaned in towards Gus and raised her hands, doing the air quotes to him subtlety. "'Psychic' Thing?"

"You know?" Gus whispered. Talia gave a small laugh and sipped her soda.

"Of course I know Gus, Shawn's my brother." A waitress came over with a bag for Gus and a check for Talia. She pulled out her money and put enough on the counter as Gus paid for his bag and they both got up. "I'm actually thankful for Shawn's laziness. I really have had enough of his overbearingness."

"That isn't even a word." Gus said as they walked out. They walked over to their cars and he had parked next to Talia. "That's yours?" he asked as she got into it.

"Hell yes." She said. "This is my Baby." She started the car. "Well see ya around Gus!" She called pulling out and down the street.


Lassie was having a really bad day. The only reason was the same reason as always. Shawn Spencer. They had a hard case the department was stuck on, so the Chief, against Lassie's request, called in Psych. He hated Shawn and all his con-artistry. He knew the guy was faking it. He just needed to prove it. He decided the one place he could go where the Psychic wouldn't bother him was the public shooting range. When he got there, he noticed the booth at the far end that he always used, was taken. He didn't need that.

"Excuse me." He said walking over there. But when he saw who was shooting, he froze. There stood Talia Spencer, in short, a frilly tank top, and two inch wedges. He hair pulled back into a neat ponytail. It wasn't exactly appropriate gun range attire. He also noticed she still had a white bandage on her forearm that was pulling the trigger. She emptied her clip and the target came forward. She had hit it in all the vital areas. "Dear mother of God." Lassie breathed as he saw. Talia glanced over her shoulder.

"Hello Detective." She said refilling the clip. "Can I help you?"

"I- uhm" Lassie said, memorized by her accuracy.

"Earth to Carlton Lassiter." Talia said with a smirk. She put down the gun and changed the target. "Can i help you with something?"

"I was going to uhm tell you that this is where I usually shoot." Lassie said, coming back to earth. Talia gave a small laugh and smiled.

"Why are no not at the Police station range?" She asked getting Set up again.

"Spencer always finds a way to find me and just bother me with his cocky, half assed 'psychic' abilities and-" He stopped dead in his sentence, realizing who he was talking to. Lassie looked up, feeling uncomfortably embarrassed. Talia was looking at him with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

"Don't worry detective," She said with another small laugh. "I'll give it to you. This time. After all he is still my brother, but he's way overbearing." She stood back. "I love him to death, even though he's annoying. He didn't jump at 3 in the morning to come get me." She looked at Lassie. "Shawn does have a big heart. He speaks highly of you." She raised her arms and starting firing, with an accuracy Lassie found amazing. She lowered her arms and the target came forward.

"Where's you learn to shoot like that?" Lassie asked her, wanting to change the subject. She put the gun down.

"Have you met my father? it's like a right of passage into adulthood. Shawn knows how to fire as well. And he's better than me." Talia said taking the protective eye wear off. She pulled the target down. "Well there you go Detective. It's all yours." She smiled. as she walked away with her equipment. "oh," She turned around. "Can i ask a favor detective?" Lassie looked at her. "Don't tell Shawn or Dad I was here 36 hours after getting stitches."

"I'm not going to lie," Lassie said.

"They shouldn't even have a reason to ask." Talia said. "Honestly, thy don't know I even still shoot. It can be our little secret." She said with a wink and walked away.


Well what did you think? Anyone want me to continue? And want romance to brew? Please review and Tell me!

~Littlemiss-RozaAnn~