A/N: Why, hello readers! Gosh I feel bad :P It's been a while, huh? I've been trying to write All That Glitters, but it's been rather difficult. Hopefully by the weekend! The WODs haven't really been that great this week, so there went that idea. So here we are!
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Psych.
Rating: K+
It was a dark night in Santa Barbara. The only light came from the stars above the three people.
They were tailing a robber, walking down a deserted street when it happened.
The man turned and, unbeknownst to the two detectives and Shawn, raised a gun.
Where all had been silent before, the gunshot acted both as a catalyst and a sufficient distraction for the man to attempt an escape.
Lassie however, oblivious to the result of the shooting, chased after him.
Shawn meanwhile ,was on the ground, Juliet in his arms. He could only stare in horror at the woman in his arms.
Juliet was gasping for breath, and a hole was clearly visible in her side. Blood was bubbling out of it, scarlet blood that stained the white sidewalk beneath them and Shawn's hands, previously pale in the dim light.
"Shawn..." Juliet whispered. "Call... for... help..."
Shawn nodded, terrified, "It'll be fine Juliet, you'll be fine," was all he could say.
As Shawn called 911, Juliet was rapidly deteriorating. His hand grasped hers tightly, and over the crackling voice of the dispatcher, he could hear her heavy breathing.
Shawn spoke as quickly as possible and snapped the phone shut when he was done. "Okay, Jules, they're on their way..." he was crying silently now, tears streaming down the side of his face.
"Shawn..." breathed Juliet. "Move..." Shawn was confused but did as she asked, moving out of her line of vision.
Juliet was now taking little gasping breaths and Shawn could hear the sirens approaching. He willed them to come faster.
"Thank...you," whispered Juliet. "I can...see...the...stars..." A small smile graced her face, soon contorted into a grimace from the pain. She was unable to continue as a cough racked her frame, bringing the crimson of her blood to splatter both of their faces. "Beautiful..."
Shawn was terrified, sobbing but he still replied. "Yeah, Jules, they're brilliant."
It wasn't for two more minutes that the paramedics arrived, and then they were too late.
The sight that greeted them was a man, crying and holding the dead woman's hand while looking up at the stars.