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Chapter 12: Wanting To Know.

Cass POV

The following morning the guys and I packed and got ready to leave this dreadful place and head back home. Luckily, one of the officers who was at the scene at the time of the fire worked part time at a tire shop and gave me a good deal on new tires. He was even kind enough to pick up my car and deliver it to me this morning after he finished up. I heard my phone buzzing on the nightstand and picked it up. I frowned at the name displayed across the screen. I quickly hit the end button and put it in my back pocket. "You're not going to answer Miller's call?" Shawn chimed.

"How did you?" I said turning to Shawn who placed his hands to his head and winked, causing me to roll my eyes. I picked up my bags and grabbed my keys off the dresser. "I'll talk to you guys later. I'm going down to the lobby to check us out." I said walking over to the door. "I'm coming with you." Shawn said running to my side. I looked down and noticed he wasn't wearing his boot. "Shawn where the hell is your boot, you're going to re-break you leg!" I said crossing my arms over my chest.

He scoffed. "I don't want to wear it, it itches." He pouted, "And I for one am shocked detective, I haven't worn it all morning and you're barley noticing. You're detective skills are lacking." He grinned.

Gus shook his head in disapproval. "Don't come crying to us when you're on the floor pleading for us to take you to the hospital when you re-break that leg, because you'll be on your own if that happens Shawn." Gus said turning to me for support, which I nodded in agreement.

The grin on Shawn's face morphed into a look of pure shock. "And I for one am stunned to know that the two of my favorite people would abandon me at my time of need." He said hurtfully.

I rolled my eyes as I slowly placed a hand on the doorknob, and pushed the door open walking out. Shawn started to follow behind me, but turned around and ran back to the room. I stopped and pressed my back against the wall waiting for him to catch up.

"We'll meet you at home buddy. I'm going to hitch a ride with Cass." Said Shawn

I knew why he wanted to tag along. He's been eyeing me all morning, waiting for the right moment to get me cornered and talk about this. He had a right to know, but it was something I wasn't looking forward to talking about. I knew we would have to talk about it sooner or later, so what a better time to discuss it than on a long drive home.

"Don't forget my bag Gus." Shawn said walking back towards me.

Gus ran out into the hall. "No way Shawn, carry your own bag! Shawn! Come back here!" Gus shouted behind us.

I shook my head, smiling to myself.

Shawn POV

After Cass and I checked out at the front desk, we headed straight back to Santa Barbara. The first thirty minutes were pure agonizing silence, both of us waiting for one another to start the conversation. I wanted to know, know everything there was to know about Hailey. It killed me that I didn't know what she looked like, or what her likes and dislikes were.

I never really thought about having kids, or even planning on getting married for a while. I knew that's what Jules wanted from me, and I couldn't give it to her, at least not yet. I wasn't ready to settle down, and raise a family. So things got a little difficult in our relationship and we ended it.

Thinking about Cass being pregnant with Hailey, and raising her all alone, hurt. If only she would have told me, I would've been there for her. Her holding my hand while she shouts obscenities at me while giving birth to Hailey, hearing my daughter's first words, and seeing her first steps. I missed all of it, and what was I doing, absolutely nothing worthwhile with my life, that is until Psych came around.

Knowing that someone took her away from Cass' life fueled my anger. It made me sick to my stomach, I felt like I was going mad. I couldn't sleep, and my mind drifted off to the thought of revenge several times, and it scared me. Is this what Cass feels every day?

No, it had to be far worse than what I was feeling, she had a strong bond with Hailey and it was taken from her. Cass was typically a strong minded person, but I could tell she was hurting inside, begging for someone to help her, to hear her. And I knew I was that person. I didn't want to leave her side, I wanted to comfort her and tell her everything was going to be okay, but how could I convince her of that if I couldn't convince myself of that first.

I wanted. No I needed to know what Hailey was like.

I glanced at Cass who was focused on the road, and let out a deep breath.

"What was she like?" I whispered.

She took a quick glance at me before turning her attention back at the road. She let out a shaky breath. "She was a lot like you." She said softly. "Hailey was kind hearted, smart and very adventurous." She paused for a brief second then smirked. "Though, she was a real smart ass from time to time."

I chucked, but I noticed her smile quickly faded. "She always asked about you Shawn." She said, my eyes never leaving her for a second. "I should have told her about you. It's one of the many things I regret not doing."

"What did she do for fun?" I asked, questions popping in my head every second, waiting in line be answered.

I saw a tear slide down her cheek which she quickly wiped away. "She'd dance ballet." She sniffled. "You should have seen her Shawn, she was so beautiful. When she danced onstage, it felt as though time stopped, and all your worries were just washed away, and you knew everything was going to be okay."

I smiled turning my head to look out the window, watching the cars pass by. "She sounded amazing Cass. I'm sure she was beautiful." I said softy.

"She looked a lot like you, you know." She said in a low voice. I snapped my attention back to her, ready to hear more of what she had to say about Hailey. She let out a small chuckle. "She once told me, she must have inherited her good looks from her father,"

For the first time in two days I laughed. She sounded like me, and it made me proud. Cass looked at me confused before turning her attention back at the road once again.

"I-If you want to know what she looks like, her baby books are in my purse. The pink one was the most up to date I had of her. You can have a few if you want." She said.

I nodded and unfastened the seatbelt, reaching in the backseat for her purse. I unzipped it and grabbed the pink book. You can do it Shawn, open it. With shaky hands I opened it. My breath caught in my throat.

She was beautiful. All I could do was stare at the picture of her, flashing a beautiful smile for the camera. I gently ran my fingers down the picture, memorizing every detail, her dark brown hair blowing in the wind, her hazel eyes shining bright with excitement, and the cute little dimples that showed on her cheeks when she smiled.

"She was beautiful Cass." I whispered.

She turned to me and smiled with tear glistening in her eyes. "She was, wasn't she?" She said with a cracking voice. "You can have as many as you want from there, just make sure leave me some alright?"

I nodded and slid the photo out from its protective sleeve and arched my back, reaching for my wallet. I folded the picture and gently placed it in my wallet.

There were still so many questions I wanted to ask Cass about Hailey, but I knew there would plenty of time to ask her. The rest of the way home I just wanted to glance through the baby books, seeing how Hailey changed from the time she was born till the age she left us. I knew it was hard for Cass to talk about it, but by the end of the conversation she looked relieved, as though a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

When we finally reached Santa Barbara, I texted Gus that we made it back safely, and thankfully he did as well. I asked Cass to drop me off at my dad's, and said I'd get him to drop me back home later on in the evening. She asked me several times if I was sure I didn't want a ride home, but I declined. I needed to tell him. I needed to get this off my chest.

We parked outside dad's house, neither of us knowing where to start. "I never really got a chance to say thank you for saving me the other night." She whispered.

I looked into her beautiful brown eyes and smiled. "You would have done the same thing for me." I said.

Tears filled her eyes and she nodded. I gently grabbed her face and kissed her lightly on the forehead. She didn't flinch or try to stop me. Instead she closed her eyes, and gave a soft smile, accepting the affectionate gesture. I gently wiped away the fallen tears with my thumb. She pulled away slowly and looked at me. "Goodbye Shawn." She said softly.

"Bye Cass." I said opening the car door. "If you don't mind, I'm going to borrow these for a while, but I promise I'll take good care of them." I said holding up the baby books.

She gave a small nod and I closed the car door. I stood there watching as she drove off, and turned back to my dad's house. I let out a breath I wasn't aware I was holding, and walked up the steps to my dad's house. My hand was shaking as I reached for the door knob and turned it opening the door.

I slowly walked inside, the door slammed shut behind me. I heard some dishes rattling in the kitchen and some silent cursing. I stumbled my way into the kitchen, having my dad turn around with a worried expression on his face.

"Shawn. Why haven't you answered my calls? I've been worried sick, what happened?" He said frantically, he looked down at my leg and gave a disapproving look. "What happened to your boot?"

I brushed off the questions dismissively. He always worried about me, and I hated it. My father and I never saw eye to eye, but none of that mattered anymore. I needed my dad, needed him more than anything right now. I quickly walked to my dad and wrapped my arms around his neck, embracing him in a hug.

"Son, what's wrong?" He asked concerned, gently placing a hand on my back.

My body started to shake. I tried desperately to keep from breaking down, knowing that it was the last thing I needed.

"You're scaring me kid, what happened?" He said tightening the embrace. His kind gesture made my tears flow faster, breaking down any wall I had left. I started to cry.

"My daughter was murdered." I managed to choke out.