It was his first day of vacation and he was planning to spend the next two weeks in nature, alone except for the fish and birds.

"Hey dad! Little help over here! "

Plans change.

Henry ran over to his son and quickly yanked the duffel bag out of his arms and glared at him. "Shawn! The doctor told you to take it easy, dammit are you trying to rip something apart?"

All Shawn could do was smile at his father "is papa bear worried about his cub? " he used that baby voice that he knew pissed his father off to no end.

Instead of his normal shut it look Henry continued to carry the gear into the cabin "Nice cabin you friend has here. Are you sure it's OK we stay? "

"Yeah dad it's fine I did a case for him when he was hard up and when he hit it big he said I could come here anytime I wanted."

Henry went back put to the truck to retrieve more gear while Shawn investigated the place. Henry was about halfway back to the house when he heard a crash and a low yelp that was cutoff. Dropping the bags and running into the cabin Henry felt his pulse rate rise to dangerous levels.

"Shawn!" Lying on the floor was the motionless body of his son' . Henry was by his side quickly" Shawn! What happened!"

"Owwww" Shawn's eyes were squeezed shut with pain.

"Shawn, kid, tell me are you OK? Do I need to call 911?"

"Soup...foot...owie!". Henry help his son sit up and only then he noticed the cans of soup on the floor and the broken grocery bag.

Henry sat down next to him "dammit kid you scared the crap outta me."

"I'll have you know dad those soup cans really hurt. What kind of soup was that anyways, 'big ass canned soup' made by the 'big assed canned soup company?"

Shawn had another quip at the ready but he bit his tongue when he saw his dad's face. He looked scared, worried, and outta breath. "Hey dad I'm OK just a bruise on my foot."

"You're right Shawn it's all my fault. I'm sorry." The sincerity in Henry's voice knocked Shawn for a loop.

As Henry started to stand Shawn pulled him back down to the floor "Dad tell me what's going on, now."

Henry draped his arms on his knees and he looked at his son "Everything that happened Shawn is my fault. If I hadn't agreed to let you go into the interrogation room you wouldn't have been shot, gone into a coma, or damn near died! If I hadn't agreed.."

Shawn cut him off "I would have went in there anyways, dad, you know that. Crap happens and it happens more to me than other because I put myself right smack dad in the middle of it."

"If I hadn't taught you all that stuff...

"Then I wouldn't be who I am today and if I recall you told everyone I was a good person."

Henry gaped at his son "You heard that?"

"Dad I heard more than you know. I don't think I would have stayed around if you weren't there filling me in on everything."

Henry chuckled and clamped a hand on his son's shoulder. The two stood up and walked outside to grabbed the gear that was scattered on the ground.

"Dad did Juliet really steal all of Lassie's staples just to get a rise out of him?"

Henry laughed again. Yep, it was supposed to be just him, the fish, and nature but plans change and Henry couldn't think of a better way to spend his vacation.