Merry Christmas two days late readers! Thank you for reading my story and giving me reviews, they were among the best Christmas gifts I received.

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Until next week, enjoy!

~FortuneandCathfernaTH

Shawn glanced in the rear view mirror as he left Juliet and Gus behind. He hated to do it, but it was necessary. Whatever Yang and Allison wanted, they wanted from him. They already stole Lassie and bashed his father's skull, so what was to stop them from going after Juliet and Gus too? No, he had to go this solo, because at least this way, they would be safe, and if Carly died, then Shawn would make them angry enough that they would kill him too, then it would be over. Juliet and Gus were safe at the gun range, Henry was safe at the hospital, with faithful Buzz beside him. His mom was safe somewhere over seas, Abigail was no longer on their radar, and the Chief was surrounded by cops at the station. They were all safe. He just had to focus on Lassie.

'Besides, this place… its memories.' Shawn thought as the board walk came into view. 'Belongs to Carly and I alone.' It was the last place they went together before they finally became romantically involved. He knew it was here that he had to go, if he wanted to find him.

"Just hang on Carly, I'm on my way!" Shawn said to himself as he parked the car, grabbed the keys and his phone, and ran down the boardwalk. The clue he needed had to be at the spot that held the most significance to them. The spot where he finally just asked Carly head-on and kissed him, which was about fifty feet from where he had parked the car. Memories of that night came flooding back to him as he headed toward the spot.

"So are you really going to make me say it first?" Shawn finally asked, watching as Lassiter's eyes widened in confusion.

"Say what first?" Lassiter asked. Did he really think he didn't notice? The hand holding, the awkwardness he had when Shawn saw him shirtless, the stiffness at his touch, the fact that he had admitted to him that he learned how to make Pineapple upside down cake just so he could have something to give him for Christmas, but was never given after he gave him a snow globe. That last one practically said: I really wanted to give you something special because I have feelings for you.

And yet he was still honestly confused.

"About this thing we have between us," Shawn said, pointing first at Lassiter then himself, trying to be as obvious as possible. The color of red Lassiter's cheeks turned then was absolutely adorable.

"Between us?" Lassiter said laughing nervously. "There's nothing between us," he quickly broke from Shawn's eyes. He was cute when he was in denial.

"Don't play dense Carly," Shawn smiled. "It doesn't take a psychic to know what you're feeling. I mean come on; we've held hands countless times, you froze when I wrapped my arms around you at the shooting range; and I'm getting tired of waiting for you to fess up."

He watched Lassiter sigh, before he finally replied: "What do you want me to say Shawn? I'm not doing this with you," Lassiter informed him his voice rising. Now this was just getting ridiculous.

"And just why not?" Shawn demanded scooting off of the railing and onto the ground, and turning full on to Lassiter, who was still stubbornly glaring at the ocean. Lassiter didn't answer.

"Is it because we're both guys?" This made Lassiter turn, to find Shawn's face was inches away from his, his arms crossed, his eyes glaring at him, demanding an answer. This may have not been the reaction he was expecting of Carly, but it didn't mean that he came unprepared for these things.

"No it's not because we're both guys," Lassiter answered, his cheeks growing hot again, as Shawn stared at him eye to eye. He didn't think he would be, after all his own mother was a lesbian.

"Is it because of what you're afraid of what people at work will say?" Shawn challenged. This one was possible, given what had nearly driven him to a shorter life.

"Of course not," Lassiter replied. "I don't give a fuck of what my co-workers think of me."

"Do you really hate psychics so much that you won't date one?" Shawn challenged. This was the last on his list, one he didn't expect to even remotely be a problem, due to the fact he was being so kind to him since all of this began.

"No," Lassiter quickly replied.

"Well then what is it Carlton? Because obviously it doesn't bother you date a co-worker," Shawn said annoyed. Lassiter threw his arms down in distress.

"Because the only reason we are having these feelings between us is because you've been vulnerable and I've been there to help you," Lassiter said clearly frustrated. Shawn had never felt so insulted in his life. Is that what he honestly thought? Well it may have been unexpected, but Shawn had the lightning fast thinking to get this to work yet.

"Carlton I've had the hots for you way before any of this," Shawn informed him. "I mean come on I've practically been throwing myself at you since day one."

"I think I'd have known if you were making a pass at me Shawn," Lassiter retaliated and Shawn laughed for half a second.

"Obviously not," Shawn began. "Over the years, I've slapped your butt, I've sat in your lap, I've groped you God knows how many times! I even went as far as to write you a love note, and you still didn't get the hint."

Lassiter seemed to the take this into consideration, and after a moment finally admitted. "Okay maybe you had feelings before this, but I didn't, and I don't want to hurt you Shawn."

Shawn just laughed. "That's where you are also wrong Carly," He began. The only way to prove his Lassie wrong, was to give him evidence. Well Shawn had the evidence he was looking for.

"I think I'd know about my own feelings Shawn," Lassiter crossed his arms.

"Carlton, you let me stand closer to you than anyone else, you got me my bike back when it was impounded, and I can't count the times you've manhandled me." Shawn waggled his eyebrows suggestively. "You may have not realized it Carly, but you felt something for me too, and don't even try to write it off as friendship, because you told me yourself that you didn't really admit to loving Lucinda until she admitted it to you first, for the sake of your relationship to your wife. That's the same as what's going on here Carly. You suppressed your feelings for me back then for the same reason, but things are different now, and I want you to admit it aloud," Shawn argued.

For a moment Lassiter was speechless, and he turned away from Shawn to the ocean. He could see the confusion in his potential lover's composure, and he could also see concern, and Shawn knew exactly where the concern was coming from.

"Look Carly," Shawn said suddenly, making Lassiter look at him again. "Don't hesitate because you're afraid we won't work out and you'll push me off the edge. It's not like I'm a teenager going through their first love or anything. I'll be sad if we don't work out, but I'm not going to push you away because of it. If I do push you away at any point, it will be because of PTSD side effects, not because of this." Shawn gestured to both himself and Lassiter. "I may be vulnerable, but I'm not stupid," Shawn encouraged.

"I…" Lassiter froze. He almost had him. Just two more little words, and Shawn would finally have his Carly. He just had to say it.

His eyes brightened, when he saw a spark of realization glint in Lassiter's eyes. Then he watched, as Lassiter turned completely around to him, and take a deep breath.

"I love you Shawn Spencer," Lassiter almost shouted. His cheeks became red again, and Shawn felt himself be overcome with happiness, and the next thing he knew, he had his lips on Lassiter's. Lassiter's arms wrapped around him, and then the world around them faded away.

That's when he saw it, sitting against the railing, was a popcorn bag filled to the brim, from the Cinema Vu Drive-In. Attached to it, was an envelope, with the ever dreaded Ying/Yang symbol on it.

…

"I can't believe he took my car!" Juliet shouted pacing the length of the space where the car was supposed to be. "How did he even get the keys? They were in my pocket! And please don't tell me he used the spirits!"

"Look Juliet," Gus began. "Shawn's not in his right mind right now, so don't be too hard on him." He attempted, skipping Juliet's question as to how Shawn got the keys. As a cop she didn't need to know that Shawn was a master pickpocket, besides it wasn't going to help her current mood.

"He seemed to be in perfect control when his mother was in a similar position. Now we might not save Lassiter!" Juliet complained. "Some psychic he turned out to be! I'm going to lose my partner because he decided to go off by himself! Does he seriously think Lassiter isn't just as important?"

"That's enough Juliet," Gus said suddenly, his eyes settling into a dark glare, making Juliet back down into a frown. "I'll have you know that Shawn holds Lassiter very close to his heart, and he wouldn't do anything like this, unless he thought it was in Lassiter's best interest. Shawn is also battling with his own head right now too! The first Yang case finally got to him. So unless you can honestly say, you could save your boyfriend from the very person who gave you PTSD and not do things that may seem illogical, I suggest you keep your accusations to yourself!"

"Did you say boyfriend?" Juliet asked, and Gus's glare softened into regret.

"No," Gus said quickly sitting down on the curb and facing away from Juliet.

"You did! Shawn is dating Lassiter?" Juliet asked again shocked, as Gus sighed.

"Yes he is, okay? He's doing his best, and I'm sure he had his reasons for going alone," Gus informed her. The air around them seemed much calmer after that.

"Well I'd say it's about time, but it's the wrong time to say it," Juliet said grinning and sitting down next to Gus.

"So you're not mad?" Gus asked as Juliet shook her head.

"About the car? Of course, but of their relationship? No. I'm happy for them," Juliet said gently. "And I'll be damned if I let them down now. We'll cover Shawn's tracks and make sure he doesn't miss anything."

"Right," Gus agreed smiling.

They both stood up at the same time, unintentionally their finger's brushed, and a new wave of emotion began to plague them. The emotion known as love.

Juilet's cheeks were already turning a little pink as soon as they were standing again, and while it didn't show on Gus he couldn't deny the heat he suddenly felt. She quickly broke from Gus's eyes and looked down the road.

"Buzz should be here any minute…" Juliet said her blush fading as she buried her new found feelings, in favor of focus. Lassiter would have been proud. "Our next clue has to be at the Psych office, until he gets here all we can do is wait."

"Yeah…" Gus said smiling in spite of everything. "So Pluto, messed up right?" This made Juliet look at him again, and she found herself returning the smile. May as well kill some time, standing here worrying while waiting wasn't healthy.

"Yeah it is," Juliet agreed, right as the siren's came into hearing distance, Buzz's cruiser came around the corner and parked right in front of them.

"Where to?" He asked as they got in.

"To the Psych Office!" Gus and Juliet both said at once.

…

It took them all of five minutes to figure out the next clue they found at the Pysch office. The clue had been a hospital bill on Gus's desk, for Shawn's treatment a few weeks ago. Gus immediately recognized it as a fake, because he had already paid that bill in full. The charge amount was three hundred and thirty-three dollars, which Gus guessed had to be the room Shawn had been in during his visit.

So no less than eleven minutes later, they arrived at Santa Barbra Hospital, and after some quick directions by the nurses at the front desk, found their way to room 333.

"Don't touch anything in this room!" Juliet ordered as she opened the door to the room and held her badge out to the nurse they found inside.

"I don't think what you're looking for is here. A couple of women called ahead and requested that I leave behind the materials for a sperm donation in this room," the Nurse replied. "It was really sweet, they said that they both met in this room, and so they want the sperm to be donated here."

"But the clue led us here." Gus said confused. 'Why would Yang and Allison lead us to where someone was supposed to donate sperm?' Buzz, Juliet, and Gus looked at each other then, faces plagued with confusion, until they each seemed to arrive at the same sick conclusion.

"Exactly…" Buzz hesitated, "who is supposed to donate sperm for these two women?"

"Shawn Spencer. Apparently he's the brother of one of the women," the nurse replied.

"They must have been Allison and Yang… You don't think they really want his sperm do you?" Gus asked, as Juliet sighed.

"Gus hand me your phone," Juliet ordered.

…

Bring us what we want at seven thirty pm. You know where.

If you don't show, Lassiter is dead.

~Ying and Yang

Shawn was sitting on his knees reading the letter over and over. He definitely knew where, what time, what would happen to Carly if he didn't show, but he did not know what they wanted from him. They never told him. What did he really have to give? Nothing they'd want, except to watch Shawn solve their clues and beat them. But now they wanted something else from him.

"Think Shawn…" Shawn whispered to himself, looking at the letter every which way to see if they had left a clue, but there was nothing that Shawn could see. He'd even gone so far as to check the popcorn and the bag itself, but there was nothing there either. How could he give them what they wanted if they didn't tell him?

His phone rang out in Gus's ring tone, and without a second thought he answered. Shawn knew that if he was calling, it was just to find out where he was, and not to yell at him that he was jeopardizing Lassie's life. He only hoped he had some ideas as to what they might want.

"Dude, I'm okay, I'm at the boardwalk, and I know where Lassie is!" Shawn summarized quickly.

"Where is he?" Juliet asked on the other line.

"Jules!" Shawn said shocked. "Look I'm sorry I left you stranded at the gun range!"

"You're not in trouble Shawn. Just tell me you have something!" Juliet assured him.

"They're holding him at the Cinema Vu, I'm supposed to show up at seven thirty and deliver something that they want. I don't know what though," Shawn said standing up and looking down at the letter again.

"Shawn, we're here at the hospital. They want you to father their children."