A/N: Thanks to Princess of Queens for my FIRST piece of constructive crit! I really am looking for as much of it as I can find because I know, my characterizations are most definitely NOT perfect. And thanks to all your kind reviews as well! They really make writing this worthwhile. Only 6 more reasons!
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4). Every time there's a shooting, Lassiter's shoulder seems to cover most of Shawn's body. Most of it.
Gus lets out a yelp as bullets continue to ricochet off the brick walls around him and his friend.
"Remind me why and how you got me into this!" the pharmacist yells.
"There was ice cream. Lots of ice cream," Shawn replies, ducking as the gunman continues firing.
The two are suddenly shoved to the walls. There's a hand on Shawn's collar and a gruff voice in his ear.
"Leave this to the professionals."
Salt and pepper flashes by Shawn's eyes as his favorite head detective coldly strides forward.
"Police! Drop your weapons!"
"Lassie, when are you gonna realize that nobody ever listens to that phrase?"
Lassiter edges to the side of the alley, his broad shoulders blocking off most of Shawn's torso. Almost half of it.
Guns start to fire again, and Shawn lets out a little gasp of surprise as he suddenly registers that Lassiter has been shot. The older man stumbles back a few steps, but manages to disable the gunner's weapon with a well aimed bullet.
Shawn barely registers that his arms have wrapped around the older man's frame, running his fingers over the still-warm bullet hole in the Kevlar vest where the gunman left his mark.
"You okay?" Lassiter asks, softer than usual.
"More like are you okay, Carly-town!" Shawn whimpers. "You had me going there!"
Blue eyes meet soft hazel ones, as Lassiter cups the fake psychic's face with his right hand. He slaps the brown-haired man-boy's face gently.
"I wouldn't die like that," the head detective whispers, quickly closing the distance between their faces. Just as suddenly, he turns and walks away.
"Hah, I guess it isn't cool enough for Lassie-face, huh?" the younger man chuckles, following him out of the alley.
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