Ah! Another short chapter! So sorry! But, at least I have a bit more that you can chew on until the next chapter...muahaha...lol
"Oh, Gus." He fell to the ground, starting his 'psychic' act. "I... she's... we have to get back there. Now!"
Shawn put his hand to his head, shaking it frantically.
"Shawn! What's wrong?" Gus played along with his act.
"Jules is in trouble."
Without question as to what was wrong with his partner, Lassiter dove for his police issued vehicle and sped off. Shawn and Gus followed quickly behind.
Lassiter screeched into the hospital parking lot. After telling Marlowe to stay behind, he ran into the building, pushing past everyone, and flashing his badge to the few reluctant to move. Nothing was going to stand in the way when it came to protecting his partner, he was sure of that.
"Darn it!" he exclaimed when he reached the hospital room and found an empty bed.
"Jules!" Shawn and Gus ran in a few moments later. Shawn didn't care if she didn't want to see him right now. He was going to protect her.
"No! We're too late!" He said a little louder than necessary. He was mad right now, no, furious. Someone took her and he was going to find them.
"Spencer, I want a full explanation on everything that happened after you and O'Hara left earlier tonight!" Lassiter snapped.
"Alright." Shawn sat down on her empty hospital bed. If he wanted to know everything, he was going to know everything.