Back in their time and back at the Psych office, Shawn sat down on the couch. Aaron added the note about the witness to the board. "Now what?" Jules asked.

"Now we get some sleep." Shawn was really feeling the all-nighter.

Gus looked at him with concern. "This is why you don't pull all nighters."

"Shawn, I thought we talked about those." Jules came up beside him.

"I had things to take care of." Shawn shrugged.

"How about we meet back here in the morning?" Nathan suggested.

"Yeah, I could go for a good night's sleep." Zack stretched.

"Please, we all know you'll be up to at least 1 playing video games." Aaron's comment caused everyone, even Lassie, to laugh.

Zack and Aaron started into an argument as they left the Psych office. Lassie stood at the doorway. "I think I'm going to have to spend the night processing this."

Shawn eyed Jules who looked exhausted. "Get some rest." He pulled her in close and they kissed.

"I will, you'll be ok?"

"Yeah, I'll get Gus to drop me off at my apartment and I'll…" Shawn stopped mid-sentence as Henry, who looked extremely frazzled stormed into the office.

"What's up Dad?"

"Shawn, a word?"

"See you guys tomorrow?"

"We'll be here bright and early." Lassie headed out and Jules followed, leaving Shawn, Gus, and his dad.

"What's up Dad?"

"What were you doing in 1986?"

"I'm sorry, what makes you think I was in 1986."

"I don't know! I was grilling a steak and all of a sudden you pop up in my memory in the middle of the case we had been talking about this afternoon."

Shawn eyed Gus who shrugged. What could they say? "Well Dad, you've been through a lot the last few months. Maybe its finally catching up with you."

"I didn't imagine this! You tried to warn me, without warning me, about what was going to happen."

"Me?"

He received a glare. "Time travel isn't possible."

"Alright then." Shawn hoped he would drop it.

"But you were there." Nope, he wasn't that lucky.

"He was." Tom walked back in the office.

"So were you."

"I was."

"If we are going to have this pow wow now, can I at least call in some take-out? I haven't eaten since 1986." Shawn laughed at his own joke.

A bell jingled outside and Shawn turned to see a stand. "Scratch that, the corn dog cart is outside, anyone else want one?"

Order in hand, Shawn ran outside, retrieved the corndogs and came back in to catch Tom filling in some blanks. He passed the corn dogs around and went to stare at the board. He was so focused that he didn't notice Henry come up behind him. "So that's what you meant by you couldn't get out of it."

"Crazy isn't it."

"Even for you it is."

"Thanks, Dad."

"Shawn?"

"Yeah?"

"Did you mean what you said?"

"What do you think? I mean, after this I'm going to need some serious Tears for Fears just to get Dreamer out of my head. Gus, look up concert tickets stat!"

To his surprise, Gus actually pulled up a search. "They'll be here in a couple weeks."

"We may have to invest in some tickets."

"You know that's right."

Tom and Henry kept talking, moving from subject to subject. Shawn sat down at his desk and started play Tetris. He shut his eyes for a second…

"Shawn?" He felt someone shake him.

"You didn't pull another all nighter did you?" Henry's voice broke through the fog.

"He did."

"It was my fault, he was trying to figure out the secret. I've never had anyone come as close as he has."

Shawn opened his eyes and found them staring at him. "Did I fall asleep?"

"Like a baby." Gus replied. "Let's get you home."

Usually, Shawn didn't like it when Gus went into mother hen mode, but right now, he was so tired that he didn't care.

The next morning, Shawn's cell rang a little too early for his taste. He turned over and tried to go back to sleep, but he had a feeling it wasn't going to happen, especially after the events of the previous day came crashing back to mind.

He checked his phone and saw that it was the chief. Quickly, he dialed the number. "Chief? Isn't it a little early?"

"Mr. Spencer, it's almost noon."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. And I need you here now."

Shawn sat up, groaning. "I'll be there ASAP."

"Good." With that, she hung up.

A beep sounded, and Shawn searched for the cause. Sitting on his coffee table, the watch was beeping. With a sigh, he got up and grabbed the watch. "What the heck?"

"Shawn?" Angie's face appeared on the screen.

"Angie?"

"What's up at the station?"

"I don't know, I just got a call. Apparently, when you skip a nights slip you may sleep 13ish hours the next night."

She rolled her eyes. "Keep us posted. They haven't put anything in the computer. We just know that there is something going on."

"Will do." He grabbed his phone. "Buddy, we need to get down to the station."

"I'm in the middle of my route. Thanks to our little trip to the 1980s I'm behind."

"Well, meet me there ASAP."

"I'll try Shawn." Gus hung up and Shawn darted for his closet.

Shawn grabbed the first t-shirt and jeans he could find and quickly got dressed. Granted he then spent more time on his hair, but hey perfection takes time. At the last minute, he remembered the watch and then ran out the door. Slapping his helmet on, he jumped on his Norton and took off for the station.

When he arrived, he could tell something was off. Instead of the usual hustle and bustle in front of the station, everyone seemed to be walking on eggshells. . He rushed in and found Lassie and Jules waiting by the Chief's office.

Shawn saw Lassie glimpse down at his wrist. He then met eye contact with Shawn and for once, there was disgust or anger in his eyes. It was more of a overwhelming fear kind of look. He quickly joined them. "My third eye is still waking up, but I sense something happened."

"Come with us." Lassie took off towards Woody's office. Shawn darted ahead.

"Woody! What's good?"

"These quarto quesos con fritos." Woody held out the container. "Want some?"

Shawn eyed the bloody gloves and decided to pass, even though he had skipped breakfast. He'd have to fix that soon. "No thanks Woodson, I couldn't."

"Suit yourself." Woody took a bite before getting back to work.

It was then that Shawn noticed the subject, actually, part of a subject, to be more specific the left hand of a subject. There was enough of the wrist left for there to be a pair of handcuffs attached. "Is that…?"

"Left hand, found on the boardwalk about a hundred yards from your office this morning." Lassie handed Shawn the file.

"We think it may be a missing hand from you know who…" Jules then handed him a note. "This was found with it."

Shawn saw that it was addressed to him. He opened it and found a picture of them in the office the night before. On the back was a note.

Psychic found some friends didn't he? And they know about you past too! Look at that. But they don't know everything. I guess you don't either. Too bad even you didn't see everything that night. But I hope you enjoy my little present.

"He says that the hand is a present." Shawn handed the photo to Lassie. "Plus he's watching us."

Lassie slid the photo in the evidence bag. "I guess we'll have to keep that in mind. Woody, keep us posted.

"Always."

"We're still on for karaoke right?"

"Of course!" Woody went to shake his hand.

Shawn shook his head. "Yeah, no."

Woody looked at his glove. "How silly of me, another time."

"Sure thing Woodson." Shawn left his office, putting his hand protectively around Jules' waist.

"Shawn, I'm fine."

He pulled her close. "That doesn't mean I can't wrap my arms around my girl."

"Shouldn't we get back to work?"

"Like the part where you explain why I had to dig out my old police uniform?" Lassie interrupted the moment.

Shawn pushed a button on his watch. "Meet me at the Psych office in an hour and you'll find out."

With that, he made his way out of the station. Not only did he need some time to think, he needed food and quick. Oh and a call to Gus was in order.

Three churros, two Jappa Dogs, and one hour later, Shawn was sipping on a pineapple smoothie as he entered the Psych office. Everyone, except Tom, was already there. "Where's Tom?"

"He's going to stay here." Angie shrugged adjusting the straps on her bag.

"Yeah, he has to get things set up. We start rehearsals in a few days."

"So I guess we need to wrap this up quick." Zack was stretching on the floor.

"Plus he's keeping up with things in this time. He can reach us whenever we are on your watch." Nathan nodded to Shawn's wrist.

Shawn nodded. "Lapalosa, a word?"

Lassie glared at him but the glare wasn't as hard as usual. "Fine."

"We'll be back." Shawn led him into the reception area.

"What is it Spencer?"

"Tell me about the Jackson Tharpe case." Shawn watched several emotions cross Lassie's face before he regained his poker face.

"It was one of my first cases. In fact, I think I was working on it the night you got arrested. Man that was back when I was just a rookie."

"Anything stick out to you?"

"The chief asked me too, but no I mean I remember the murder. I remember having to tell his mother that her son wasn't coming home for break. First time I had to do that. Doesn't get any easier."

"No one ever saw the murderer, no witnesses?"

"After what we discovered last night, I've been questioning it. But nothing comes to mind. After a couple weeks, we found nothing so we had to declare it unsolved."

"Thanks Lassie, ready to go take a look at the past?"

"We're going to 1995 aren't we?"

"Unfortunately, yes. We're going to where our paths crossed for the first time."

"I thought that was in 2006, when you and Guster started Psych."

"No, we met once before. You'll see." Shawn headed back into the office to find everyone waiting on them, including Gus who finally arrived. "Buddy! You made it!"

"You're lucky I finished my route. So where are we going?"

"When are we going?" Jules asked.

"To a night, I'm not so proud of. But I'm sensing we need to go because there is something my past self didn't see." It wasn't a surprise he missed something that night. After all, he was too busy being arrested. "Quick costume change. Everyone find your police blues." Everyone quickly changed and soon they were ready to go. "Let's do this."

Everyone crowded around; Shawn could feel people tense up around him. He was a little tense too, but they had to do what they had to do. Shawn pushed the button on the watch and once again, everything went black.