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The Other Jack Spencer
"Shawn, seriously, you need coffee or something. And you know I don't usually approve of your caffeine consumption." Gus went back to typing up his report.
"Dude, teething sucks. That's all I have to say about that. No one warns you. It's like some big conspiracy, there's all this stuff that babies do that no one tells you about. And teething is right at the top of that list." Shawn rested his head on his desk and Gus was pretty sure he had fallen asleep.
"Hello?" Jack Spencer called out as he entered the Psych office. Shawn didn't even budge. Jack looked at Gus with a frown on his face. "Is he ok?"
"No," a muffled reply came from Shawn's direction. "I have never been more exhausted in my entire life." Shawn finally lifted his head from the desk and looked at his uncle. Shawn grinned. "Long time no see, Uncle Jack. What brings you to our neck of the woods?"
"Well, Shawn, I'm glad you asked," Jack said rubbing his hands together. "I've got a big adventure for you two involving crown jewels with a huge payoff."
"Will there be guys with guns?" Gus asked. "Because if there are guys with guns, I'm out."
"This should be a gun free operation." Jack said as he pulled out a stack of papers. "How about you take a quick peek at these? I have to meet someone in a little bit. We can rendezvous at seven and go through them together." He watched a Shawn quickly glanced through the papers.
"Sorry Uncle Jack, seven is no good," Shawn replied without looking up. "That's bath time. I could maybe do eight if Jules says it's ok."
"Uh, ok?" Jack was confused. "I don't want to interrupt you bath time with Jules."
"What? No, not bath time with Jules. Although, that would be pretty nice. My son's bath time. And Juliet's had some pretty long days and equally long nights with the teething, so I don't want to leave her home to take care of everything by herself."
"You have a son?" Jack was surprised at this revelation. "Congratulations!" He never really saw Shawn settling down, much like himself. They were men of adventure. Hearing he had a son was a bit if a shock to say the least.
"Thanks. Actually, his name is Jack." Jack was stunned for a minute.
"Wow, I'm honored that you would name your son after me, Shawn." Jack puffed out his chest with pride. "I can't wait to meet the little guy." Shawn handed him the papers and he tucked them safely back in to his bag. "How about we meet here at eight unless I hear otherwise?"
Shawn nodded and yawned at the same time. "Sounds good. It's really great to see you Uncle Jack."
Jack gave a smile and left as quickly as he had come.
"Are you ever going to tell him that Jack is short for Jackson? Which also happens to be Juliet's mother's maiden name?"
Shawn shook his head. "Nah, he'll probably need a little something positive in his life right now."
"Why's that?" Gus asked.
Shawn pulled out his phone, scrolling through the contacts. "Because I'm about to call the museum to let them know where they can find the missing crown jewels."
