Hello lovelys! So much for updating on Tuesday… awkward… I'm going to try to finish by next Saturday. Maybe even sooner. I have major exams to study for. After this chapter, there are only three chapters left! Including the epilogue! This is madness! (NO! THIS! IS! SPARTA!)

I'm in a weird mood. Forgive me.

Short chapter, sorry. Not much happening in this chapter.

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"… Shawn isn't safe…" Marvin said. Juliet and Lassiter exchanged an odd look.

"What do you mean?" Lassiter asked.

"I mean… one of the officers you've got guarding Shawn... created KSS."

Juliet and Lassiter stared Marvin in shock. It was happening yet again. They saw it a little more frequently than they wished, and every time it happened again it continued to shock them. One of their own cops was out to get someone. One of their own cops was going to go to jail. One of their own was going to kill Shawn if they didn't find out who he was.

"That is a very serious accusation" Lassiter said softly. He knew that the odds that Marvin was telling the truth was very, very high, but he still clung on to the last shred of hope. not all cops were bad cops. In fact, there were only the odd few that were bad. But it always broke their hearts when they heard of it. "Are you 100% sure about this?"

"I am putting my ass on the line just for saying that much" Marvin said quietly, looking around the interrogation room in paranoia. "Of course I'm sure."

"Who?" Juliet asked, finally focusing on finding the bastard and protecting Shawn. But Marvin didn't say anything. He pressed his lips together into a tight line, never stopping to look around in fear that someone would have heard him.

"I… I really can't…"

"A man's life is at stake!" Lassiter yelled, making even Juliet jump.

"I know but-"

"But nothing! We have placed our trust with three officers, and now you're telling us that one of them is going to kill Shawn! Now tell us who it is, or so help me, I will make sure you spend the rest of your miserable life behind bars begging sweet lady Justice for a shred of mercy!"

Juliet and Marvin stared at Lassiter for a moment before finally looking away

"Look, Marvin" Juliet said, acting as the good cop. "Shawn is a good person. He doesn't deserve to die. You can help us in making sure that that doesn't happen. All you have to do is give us a name."

Lassiter and Juliet watched Marvin tap his fingers against the table nervously. He just has to tell them. He has to. Marvin tapped his foot and continued to look around. The detectives could do nothing more than stare at Marvin and hope. Finally, Marvin took in a deep, shaky breath.

"Officer Mathew Smith."

Juliet paced the halls, biting her usually perfect nails, pressing her phone to her ear. Meanwhile, Lassiter was interrogating the only officer watching Shawn he could find: Lewis. Buzz McNabb was looking for any information on Smith and Riley that he could possible come up with. Needless to say, the whole department was in a frenzy, desperate to get their psychic back.

"I still can't get a hold of Shawn" Juliet said sadly, walking towards her partner. Lassiter just looked up at her and then back to the officer.

"O'Hara, I'm sure he just left it on silent or something" Lassiter assured her, even though he himself was not sure. He was worried about the fact that Lewis was alone, he was worried that Smith and Riley disappeared, he was worried that Shawn wasn't responding. But he also knew that if he started to worry, then O'Hara would worry. And then what little order they had would fall apart.

"So, what do you got?" Juliet asked the officer, trying to perk up.

"Shawn asked me to get him a smoothie. I left and when I got back they were all gone. I tried calling Smith, but no answer. I already explained this to Lassiter" Lewis said. McNabb walked up to the detectives and handed them an envelope before returning to his desk again to dig through more files. Lassiter quickly looked through his envelope before looking up at Lewis again.

"Care to explain this?" Lassiter asked, showing him the files. Juliet glanced at it quickly, trying to see what was so bad. She saw an awful lot about Drimmer. And that was when it clicked, Drimmer was his mentor and good friend. "Seems like motive to me."

"Woah, woah…" Lewis said, finally catching on. "I didn't do anything! I mean, we don't even know if something happened! But, if you really want…" Lewis reached into his pocket and pulled out a receipt and handed it to the detectives. "I really did go to the smoothie shop and I got the stupid pineapple smoothie." Lassiter stared at the receipt, a date and time stamp confirming his story. "As for this…" Lewis gestured to the files now in front of him. "It doesn't affect my job. Drimmer was my friend and my mentor. But he was also a murderer. I don't blame Spencer for doing his job. Even if he is the most immature man-child I have ever met."

Lassiter and Juliet exchanged a look and a nod before confirming that Lewis was clean. So Juliet returned to trying to call Shawn while Lassiter returned to questioning Lewis, a little less aggressively this time.

"Um… Detectives…" McNabb called out. Juliet and Lassiter looked up before walking over to the officer.

"What's up, Buzz?" Juliet asked.

"Well… remember Lewis said that Smith hated Shawn because he didn't take things seriously?"

"Yeah. But we knew that too. Smith made a lot of complaints about him" Lassiter explained. McNabb then showed them his new discovery.

"Four years ago. Jane Elliot died trying to solve a case, claiming she was psychic. Says here she was inspired by Shawn. Smith was working the case and he took it pretty badly" McNabb explained.

"Oh, I remember that case" Lewis chimed in, standing over them. The two detectives looked at him oddly. "What? Smith and I are friends. Were friends. I don't know. Anyways, I remember him raging about this case. He blamed Spencer for it."

"What?!" Juliet practically yelled. "Why? Shawn had nothing to do with Jane Elliot!"

"He had everything to do with it" Lewis reasoned. "At least according to Smith he did. Jane was imitating Spencer. Do you know how many people we've had to deal with that were trying to be a hero? Trying to be just like Shawn? He doesn't take things seriously and that makes people think it's just a game, just for fun. And that's how people get hurt."

"But that's not Shawn's fault" Juliet argued. "Shawn solves cases. He doesn't control what the public does-"

"I'm not blaming him. Like I said, I don't blame Spencer for doing his job."

"There's more" McNabb said, holding out another file.

"What is that?" Juliet asked.

"Riley's files" McNabb explained. "I think we can eliminate him from having any involvement."

"What makes you say that, McNabb? Never just assume!" Lassiter reprimanded.

"No, Carlton, I think he's on to something" Juliet said while reading through the file. Lassiter just raised his eyebrows at her.

"What does it say?" Carlton asked.

"Back when Henry was still on the force, he saved Riley's life. Thanks to a tip he got from a certain fourteen year old" Juliet explained, reading off from the file.

"Let me guess, Shawn?" Lassiter asked and Juliet just nodded. "So… technically Shawn saved Riley's life…"

"I don't think they know it. But one thing's for sure, Riley has the utmost respect for Henry. He wouldn't do anything bad to them." There was silence before suddenly, a walkie-talkie nearby came to life, revealing an almost comforting voice.

'Santa Barbara Police Department, this is Officer Todd Riley' the voice over the device called out. Everyone jumped for the walki-talkie, desperate to find their friend.

"Yes!" Juliet exclaimed in victory, being the first to grab it. "Riley, this is Detective O'Ha-"

"This Head Detective Carlton Lassiter" he called out, grabbing it from Juliet's hand. "What the hell is going on, Riley? Where the hell is Shawn?"

'Umm… I may have gone ahead with the… using Shawn as bait idea…'

"You did WHAT?!" Juliet screamed.

"Oh sweet lady Justice" Lassiter muttered. "Where the hell is he now?!"

'They took him. But he's being tracked. They're now at a warehouse just outside of town, I'm about to go in.'

"Give us an exact location, Riley" Lassiter said, reaching for his gun and keys "We're on our way. "

Lassiter, Juliet, McNabb and several other groups of officers surrounded the warehouse. They all had their guns in hands, positioned just outside every possible exit or entrance of the warehouse. They would catch the bastards that took Shawn. They would save Shawn. Assuming, of course, that he had made it that far to begin with.

Juliet stood by her partner. He heart was racing and all she could do was think about what bloody scene she may walk into. Would she see Shawn's bleeding body? Would she see Shawn's lifeless form? Would she see Shawn breathing his last breaths? What the hell would she be walking into?

It was silent. For a very long time, there wasn't a single sound. It was all just silent. Then, they all heard the gunshot coming from the inside.