Hey all! Another update from me :)

"Shawn, Shawn." Juliet shook my arm. I opened my eyes Juliet was leaning over me in an old t-shirt of mine.

"Uhh what time is it?" I mumbled sleepily, closing my eyes and rolling on my side

"Shawn you need to wake up, there's been another victim." She shook my arm again but I was already wide awake.

"What?" I said sitting up, rubbing my eyes.

"Yeah, a boy fifteen, he isn't as bad as the first one, but he was attacked by the same guy. Carlton wants us to go down and talk to him."

"Us?"

"Yes, you and me."

"Jules I don't know if... if I can." I looked outside and saw the mail man walking by putting mail in the mailbox.

"Shawn is there a problem?" she put a hand on my shoulder.

"What? No I was just joking." I gave a fake laugh.

"Alright then come on." I got off of the couch and quickly dressed into new clothes. I walked back into the living room and I saw Juliet put "The Hobbit" back into its proper place on the shelf.

An hour later we were parked in front of the address Lassiter had given us. It was a strange street; everyone was outside laughing and smiling.

"Jules lets jet." She turned and looked at me.

"Shawn it took us an hour to get ready and to get here. We are going to talk this boy." She frowned.

"Jules it's like that one episode of Charmed where everyone was really, really nice and Phoebe ended up getting shot. If you hear or see any guns duck, because we can't call Leo." I looked outside it was too sunny and friendly.

"Shawn this is a nice street, we've had no crimes here for years." Juliet got out of the car, shut the door and walked up to the house.

"Jules! Jules!" I jumped out and followed her. The house was yellow with orange trimming and a blue door. It had a bronze sun knocker, which I wanted to knock. So I did, I reached out and banged on the door. Juliet gave me an irritated look and looked at the man who opened the door. He was between the ages of thirty and forty. His brown hair stuck up in the back and his green eyes… he looked like me. Juliet must have seen the resemblance because she looked back and forth between us.

"Mr. Carter, I'm Detective Juliet O'Hara with the Santa Barbra P.D, this is my college Shawn Spencer." she nodded in my direction.

"Shawn Spencer head Psychic at the department," I held out my hand the man looked at me like I was offering him drugs, than he smiled.

"Welcome." I swear his smile got bigger and it seemed impossible, but it did.

"May we speak to you and your family Mr. Carter?" Juliet asked.

"Please call me Mike, and it's just me and my son my wife left… a couple of weeks ago. But Please you are welcome to come in." he stepped back and gestured us to come in. Juliet smiled and thanked him, she then walked inside. I followed her inside and glanced around the room it was colorful, too colorful.

"Sam come down here please!" Mike called, a teenage boy walked down stairs. He too looked like me, too much like me… Man this place is weird I thought.

"What's up dad?" Sam asked

"These detectives would like to speak to you." Mike turned to us smiled and walked into another room. Sam smiled as well and walked over to the couch where he fell into it. He pointed to the couch across from him, Juliet and I sat in it.

"Ooo these are sof.t" I leaned more into the soft cushions

"Yup they're made from the softest fiber my father could find. We love soft things, even our hair is soft."

"No? Really?" I asked. He leaned forward and I touched his hair it was softer then the couch.

"My god, it's like a soft puppy that bathed in the sunlight." I wish I could get my hair that soft.

"See told ya," Sam and I fist bumped. Juliet cleared her throat and grabbed my hand away from touching his hair again.

"Now, for the reason we came here Shawn. Sam we would like to know what you could tell us about the… incident." She had trouble figuring out the right words.

"Uh yea sure," his smiled dropped from his face. "I was walking home he just came out of nowhere and attacked me. I don't remember much, just waking up in a motel room around four this morning," He looked at Juliet.

"Thank you for your time Sam," I said standing up. Juliet stood and thanked him and his father. When we got back to the car Juliet yelled at me.

"Shawn! I wasn't done questioning him!" She slammed the car door as she got in.

"Ok Jules who gets attacked and raped then acts completely fine hours later? I know I… wouldn't." I almost said I know I wasn't fine, I almost blew it but I was safe. For now at least.

Shawn and his hair... *shakes head*