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"Aw come on now Lassie face!" the head psychic at the Santa Barbra Police Department commented.

"Damnit Spencer, I said I will not join you on this 'case'", the detective made sure to put the word 'case' in quotations,"it is absolutely ridiculous!" detective Carlton Lassiter retorted.

"Lassie!" Shawn said shocked,"I'm not sure i want you on this case anymore, and I'm telling you, someone stole my favorite pineapple sunglasses, and this wicked abomination to humanity needs to be put to justice damnit!" All the detective gave as a response for that comment was a roll of the eyes and a retreat from the area. Shawn sighed, he knew he wasn't psychic but he KNEW someone had been following him, and now they've stooped as low as the gum stuck to the bottom of his shoe. They kidnapped his precious sunglasses, which not only made him look like Jensen Ackles, they also smelled like pineapples. Who wouldn't be upset? Shawn walked out of the police station, down the gray cement steps and had STARTED to walk across the street, but someone grabbed his arms and pulled his body back, making Shawn, AND the person who grabbed him, fall backwards. Shawn looked up just in time to witness a shady black SUV speed away. What the hell...? Shawn thought, he shook off his dazed and turned around to see who just saved his life.

"Dad, what the hell?" Shawn practically yelled at the older man.

"Oh well you're welcome Shawn!" Henry Spencer replied. Henry lost the look he had on and replaced it with a worrying gaze, he looked around, and said "We should go inside."

"Would anyone like to tell me what the hell just happened." Shawn turned around and knew that comment came from Chief Vick

"Well Chief" Shawn started,"Someone just tried to make me roadkill." The Chief looked from Shawn to Henry, who nodded, to his detectives.

"Son of a bitch..." the Chief muttered under her breath.

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Shawn was just ready to answer 'I don't know' to anyone who asked him who has a grudge against him, because honestly, if you were put in prison by anyone you would proobbaabbllyy want revenge. Shawn's train of thought was broken when his name was called into the Chief's office. Shawn walked into the wooden enclosed box and shut the door, leaving the blinds swaying back and forth. In the room Shawn was joined by Detective Juliet O'Hara, better known as Jules, Lassy, Gus, Henry, and of course the chief.

"Oh come on guys, the person in that car could've been waiting for anyone, I mean come on this is a damn police department." Shawn said doubtfully, he was right about his hunch, about how he was being followed the last few days, and now his stalker had made his move. .

"Shawn, no I was going over some of the statements witnesses left me, and that car was there for over half an hour

"Okay, well..." Shawn was thinking about not letting his friends in on this but did he really have a choice?, "I noticed some shady dude had been following me... for about 5 days" Shawn balanced his elbows on his knees and just looked at the floor and started to count the tiles. He could feel every single eye on ave a person out to kill him?

"Well you're most definitely not going home tonight, and we are too busy to send officers to your home... I'm afraid you'll have to stay at the station." The chief said.Shawn was simply too tired to argue, afterall it was already getting close to 1 AM, Shawn decided not to argue.

"Okay but can we at least get food? I am so hungry I could kill."

"Then I could finally arrest you." Lassiter said.

Gus walked back into the station after going to Taco Bell, of course he didn't have to ask Shawn what he wanted because they have been best friends literally forever, I mean they took bubble baths together as kids. Gus handed Shawn his tacos, and they both sat down in the Cheif's office.

"Well all I know is they assailant was male and had dark hair, he drove a black SUV