"Does this look infected to you?" Shawn asked, pulling at the white gauze encircling his neck.
"Stop messing with it Shawn. Or it will get infected." Gus chastised without looking up from his laptop. Shawn sighed loudly and leaned back in his chair. Dropping one arm to his side. Both of his hands were wrapped in white gauze that covered both the palm of his hands and his wrists. His right arm was in a blue sling. The same blue sling he had used when he had gotten shot, to be precise. Shawn sighed again, this time more loudly in an attempt to get Gus's attention. Gus ignored him. Trying a different tactic, Shawn sat up in his chair and propped his one good elbow up against the desk. Putting his head in his hand the pseudo psychic smiled slightly.
"You know Gus; it's a full moon tonight."
"That's for Werewolf's, Shawn. Now leave me alone I'm trying to work." Gus mumbled typing something rapidly onto his computer. Shawn glared at him.
"Your words are just like a stab threw the heart! not that I really care. Since I've been stabbed everywhere else!" Shawn replied dramatically, standing up from his chair. Gus looked up from his computer.
"Where are you going?" He asked worriedly. Also standing up from his chair. Despite the aloof, leave me alone I'm trying to work, attitude towards Shawn, The pharmaceutical rep hadn't left his best friend alone since he had been discharged from the hospital. He'd spent most of the past two days babysitting his best friend. While Henry, who had demanded that Shawn stay with him for a few days until his wounds healed somewhat, watched over him at night
"I'm sensing there's someone at the door." Shawn responded tapping the side of his head. Gus rolled his eyes.
"Shawn, for the last time I know you're not ps-" Before Gus could finish his sentence Shawn pulled open the front door, revealing a startled Juliet and Lassiter. Well, Lassie looked more angry then startled, but that was more than expected from the SBPD's head detective.
"Shawn!" Juliet exclaimed lowering the raised fist she had been about to knock on the door with. Shawn waggled his eyebrows at her,
"Jules! Lassafras!" he exclaimed, stepping aside to let them in. The two detectives walked in and looked the place over. The last time they had been in the Psych office there had been blood everywhere, an impaled psychic and two crazy people that thought they were Vampires. Now, everything was immaculately clean. Not even a stain as a reminder of what had happened only two nights ago.
"How's the arm?" Juliet asked eyeing Shawn's sling worriedly. Shawn shrugged his left shoulder.
"It's fine. It's the stupid bite that's bothering me! It's all itchy!" Shawn whined scratching at his neck. "Gus said, that means I'm gunna turn into a vampire." Shawn added walking over to his desk and flopping down in his chair. Gus gaped at him,
"I did not! I said stop picking at it or it will get infected!" he exclaimed trying to defend himself.
"Gus, Don't be a wet blanket. I clearly remember you telling me that I was going to turn into a vampire, during the full moon tonight." Shawn quipped, waving his good hand at Gus dismissively. Gus glared at Shawn and picked up one of the many blue PSYCH Frisbees that Shawn had bought a while ago, and tossed it at his friends head. Dodging it, Shawn picked up the green squishy frog on his desk to retaliate with and was about to throw it, when Carlton finally lost his patients.
"Oh- for the love of- it like watching five year olds!" He growled stomping over to Shawn and ripping the frog out of his hand.
"Hey!" Shawn yelped, jumping up from his chair and reaching for his frog. Lassiter extended his long arm out of Shawn's reach and smiled triumphantly. If there was one thing the head detective had over Shawn it was height. Juliet rolled her eyes and decided to step in before someone got hurt.
"Carlton!" She snapped, "We came here to update Shawn on the case, not play keep away with him." Lassiter glanced over at Juliet and then at the toy in his hand. Sighing in defeat he tossed it across the room and walked over to his partner briskly, as if nothing had just happened. Shawn stared across the room at where his squeaky frog toy had bounced off the wall. Sighing in defeat he gave his attention back to Lassiter who had begun to speak.
"Right, well. Both have been charged with kidnapping, assault with a weapon and attempted murder. Their going on trial in a few days and will most likely end up in the loony bin." Lassiter explained straightening his suit jacket. Shawn paused for a few seconds to let the news sink in. He pursed his lips in thought.
"I think this calls for some smoothies!" He suddenly exclaimed. Gus walked over to Shawn's side, not at all surprised by the random declaration. It was lunch time after all.
"And some jerk chicken!" He added. Juliet smiled at the two and shrugged.
"Why not." She added, glancing down at her watch. "We've got some time to spare." Juliet looked up at Lassiter. The head detective was already beginning to protest.
"Absolutely not! We-"
"Ohhh, come on Lassie! It's on Gus!" Shawn exclaimed slapping his friends back happily. Gus glared at Shawn, and returned the slap on the back tenfold. Shawn yelped loudly.
"Dude!" he gasped making a fist and punching Gus in the back as hard as he could. Both Shawn and Gus yelped in pain.
"Ow ow owww!" Shawn hissed jumping from one foot to another, he had forgotten about the hole, being stabbed in the hand thing. Lassiter pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Fine! I'll go!" He snapped.
"But if you pull any shenanigans while were there-"
"No Shenanigans. Got it. But how about some mild nonsense?" Shawn cut in giving Lassiter his most serious face.
"Or a tidbit of tomfoolery." Gus added seriously. Shawn looked over at Gus.
"Nice one!" He exclaimed smiling widely. Before the two could continue Carlton spun on his heel and walked toward the door. He mumbled something along the lines of, 'im going to shoot them' before walking out the door, a bemused Juliet close behind. Smiling Shawn held out his fist for Gus to bump. Gus returned the bump without hesitation.
"By the way Shawn, you're paying. I don't even have my wallet with me. I think I left it at home." Gus stated matter of factly while walking out the door. Shawn smiled slightly and walked over to his desk. Opening the top drawer he pulled out Gus's wallet. Spinning around on his heel, Shawn jogged after his best friend. Forgetting to lock the door behind him.
