Hey Guys! Sorry Sorry Sorry for waiting so long to update. For some reason, this chapter gave me trouble. Thanks to all of you awesome reviewers! Keep it up (:

This was orifinally suppossed to be longer, but I came to a good spot to break at and I really wanted to get something up. And I have exams this week so it's actually lucky that I've even been able to do this haha... hopefully this is a little more shulesy. It will increase with every chapter. Promise (: Enjoy!

*I apologize ahead of time for any typos, but as I already said I really just wanted to get something up...

Shawn felt his breath catch, his throat constrict, and his chest tighten. She shouldn't have been down here alone. (The irrational part of him failed to realize there were two other officers down here with her). He should have been with her. The thought that she could be taken away from him forever would kill him. He had just gotten close to her again. He couldn't tell her that he broke up with Abigail for her, their relationship wasn't ready for that, but when the time was right he would tell her, and that time was soon. He felt like he couldn't breathe. He pushed the painful thoughts to the back of his mind and tried to focus on anything he could find to figure out where he took her.

"I have to go make some calls. Tell me as soon as we know anything," the Chief said sternly with a tone of concern behind her professional voice. She pulled her phone out and walked out of the basement while dialing.

"Dammit!" Shawn yelled, pounding his fist against the wall.

Lassiter was searching the room that Juliet had been taken from. He crouched down do get a better look at whatever he had been focusing on. "Come on Spencer, we don't have time for anything that won't help us find her. Look around and see if you can get anything." His unusually nice address surprised Shawn.

He tried to disconnect, to look at the scene objectively but it just wasn't working. He needed her back. He felt nauseous when he caught sight of the pool of blood on the ground. It was smeared across the cement in the shape of a snake. Putting a hand on the doorframe to steady himself, he tried to shake the feeling. "Dammit Shawn, shake it off just for a few minutes so you can find her. She needs you."

He scanned the ground, trying to find if there was anything there to help figure out where he took her. There had to be something. He practically lunged across Lassiter as his eye caught a little balled up scrap of paper, maybe the size of a pebble.

"Whoa, Spencer! What's your problem?" He would have lost his balance if he didn't throw he hand behind him to catch himself.

Shawn didn't say anything, holding the paper up as an explanation. He quickly unfolded the crinkled slip of paper. It was about the size of a quarter. He sighed, realizing this probably couldn't help anything. The paper felt slippery and thin, it must have been a receipt for something. Along the ripped edge there was a little black picture of something unidentifiable. and the letters 'Gol' with a 'C' underneath, the rest was cut off.

"It's a piece of a receipt. There's not enough to tell where it was from." Shawn informed Lassiter and Gus, who had been looking at something in the wall, probably trying to avoid looking at the blood.

Shawn froze for a half a second when he realized he didn't deliver any bit of that psychically, but just as quickly as he thought that, he also found that he didn't care one little bit.

"It must have been lodged in his shoe. I can't say that I can see him just casually walking into some store…" He turned it over in his fingers trying to think of a way to tell where the receipt was from. That would at least give them some reference point to work from, because right now, they had nothing. The ink was smudgy from being pressed into the ground repeatedly and there were tiny little pit holes from sand and dirt.

"Give it to me." Lassiter instructed, reaching into the pocket of his jacket and pulling out an evidence baggy. Shawn dropped it inside.

"I can't tell what store it's for. There's barely anything there." He sighed and continued looking around. As hard as he tried he couldn't keep his gaze from returning to the angry smear of blood. Guilt washed over him and pain flooded his stomach thinking of the ways Jules could have lost this blood.

"Ugh I just can't find anything else! There's nothing here. Dammit!" His hand clenched the leg of the table he was crouching next to in a vice tight grip.

"Spencer, get the file from the Chief and go back to your office and see if you can come up with anything else. We need to have this evidence analyzed and I'll call you when we have the results. We have to process a bunch of stuff before we interrogate him anyway." He looked up at him, knowing his reaction wouldn't be as compliant as he would have liked.

"Fine Lassie. Call as soon as you can." Lassiter, surprised by Shawn's answer, could tell that Shawn was doing all he could to keep himself together right now. He could hear the tone of defeat in his voice.

"We're going to find her." He reassured him, slightly cringing internally at having to comfort Shawn.

Shawn nodded and walked out of the room, Gus not far behind him. His feet felt like they weighed a thousand pounds as he trudged up the steps. He hated this part. The part where there wasn't anything else you could do except wait and feel completely useless.

They walked out the front door, not bothering to shut it behind them.

"Chief," Shawn called to her. She was standing at the edge of the driveway with her phone held to her ear with her shoulder, while signing something and trying to talk to an officer all at the same time. "Lassiter told us to get the file from you. We didn't find much." His tone kept her from pressing for more information. She went to Lassiter's car and took a copy of the file out of the back seat. When she returned she handed it to him. He grabbed it and walked to the car.

"Thanks Chief." Gus added apologetically and was met with a nod of understanding. The Chief knew how this must be affecting him.

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