"Gus, Gus! Get back here!" Shawn yelled after his friend. Gus came in, looking confused, but Shawn didn't really care. "Dude, check this out!" He then turned to Kate—their witness, and hopefully future case for the day—and nodded slightly. She then launched a Dorito into the air and he lined himself up slightly so the chip landed perfectly into his mouth. He grinned like the child he still was, first at Kate, then at Gus while making a triumphant gesture.

"Very nice. Now, Kate—" Gus started.

"Dude, I don't think you get this. She has perfected the chip toss in 15 seconds flat." How was Gus not more excited about this, they'd been looking for a chip tosser for ages!

"Shawn! I thought you were gonna get us on this case. Shouldn't you…" Gus casually put his hand up to his temple, mimicking Shawn's own trademark psychic move. "…sense something?"

So the chip tosser was important, but Gus was right, they needed on this case. He quickly swept the room, raised his hand to his temple, then thought back to when Lassie and Jules had been in the office, scanning for things he may have missed. 'Scorcese' on the file Lassie held…the girls age—20, around how old the second in command was if he remembered correctly, which of course he always did…bruise on her wrist…the way she held her side…he had it!

"You, my chip tossing angel, were attacked." He then decided to add some theatrics, so he grabbed his wrist and shrieked as girlishly as he could, then abruptly put his hands in the air, as if surrendering. Kate was watching him with a slightly confused expression and Gus was motioning for him to hurry up.

"Come with me or sleep with the fishes." Shawn continued, giving his best mobster impression. Then he snorted, as he often did when coming out of a 'trance' and pointed to Kate.

"You were attacked by the second in command of the Scorcese clan!" She looked startled and impressed, a look he had become used to over the years, it meant he was right. "What's his name? Jack?"

Gus chimed in, Dorito suddenly in hand. "No, that's the fifth, I think its James."

"That can't be right." Shawn said, shaking his head. "Jacob?"

"Jeffrey." Gus retorted.

"Jerome."

"Gillespie!"

"Gus! You can't just make up names when you don't remember them!"

"First off, you make up names all the time! And second—"

Thankfully the kid interrupted his best friend before he finished whatever second point he was going to make. "Guys! His name is Joey…

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So, I know it's a wee bit short, but it's really just an introduction to Shawn...and because it's short and I'm really pleased with how the next chapter turned out, I'll be posting it tonight as well-you lucky ducks! Read and review...or follow...or favorite...or do nothing...so many choices! :) But really-enjoy!