Author note: Hey guys! I wasn't expecting to update this so soon. But I was bored so...

Anyway, enjoy this chapter! let me know what you think

Disclaimer: I do not own Psych.

Honestly if I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction because it would be owner fiction. Think about it!

Henry re-entered the lounge and was pleased to find Shawn actually watching the television. Henry put the business card in his pocket and memorised the digits before trying to concentrate on the rest of his paper work. Henry glanced at the clock and was surprised to find it had gone ten. Shawn's bedtime was eight-o'clock and Henry went over to shoo him off to find that he was already asleep.

Henry smiled and switched the telly off before beginning the task of carrying Shawn up the stairs. It surprised Henry how light his son was and that was when Henry realised. Maddy didn't even cook an evening meal that day. She tended to starve herself in the evenings anyway and Henry usually got something at work. What did Shawn eat? Henry groaned. He was a terrible father. Maybe it was better for his kid to go to West Haven after all. Henry laid him in bed and pulled the duvet covers up. Henry made sure that he had clean clothes for the morning and went downstairs to finish his paperwork. It was gone 11 when he finished and immediately marched up to bed.

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Henry was up early the next morning and got ready for another day at work. He grabbed an apple for breakfast as he quickly realised that it was always his wife that did the shopping. He grabbed all of his papers and put his coat on and found his keys where he left them. That was strange. Normally Shawn… Shawn! Remembering his son still sleeping. Henry dropped his things and left a note for his son, knowing his son would find it. He got to school fine yesterday Henry reminded himself. It's not as if I can drop him off to school five hours early Henry reasoned as he grabbed his stuff and headed to the station. He began to sort out his desk and organise all of the paperwork he had completed the previous night. Realising that he needed the other members of the case needed to sign them to confirm what happened, he went and found Karen Vick who had worked on the case with him and was one of the best detectives that Henry had ever worked with.

"Karen" Henry greeted dumping the files on her desk.

"Good to see you too Henry" he said sarcastically. "Is this from the burglary case"

Henry nodded before taking a seat next to her. Henry watched as Karen flicked through the reports and Henry got caught up in his current situation. I wonder If Shawn has woken up yet? Oh God! Does he even have an alarm clock for school?

"Henry?" Karen asked waving one of the reports in his face.

"What? Yeah?" Henry snapped out of it.

"We can't submit these! You've changed cases mid-way, some of the sentences don't make sense and neither do some of the words"

Henry looked surprised but he soon realised what must have happened.

"Sorry" he apologised. "I'll do them all again" he promised but Karen shot out an arm and said "Wait"

"What happened last night? You never mess up paperwork" she looked genuinely concerned and Henry started spilling the beans.

"I'm a terrible father. I haven't spoken to my son since I got promoted or my wife… soon to be ex-wife. She left me yesterday. And that phone call yesterday was from Shawn's school alerting me that he broke down, has been hallucinating. The school sent a Doctor to visit last night to talk to Shawn and assess him where Shawn revealed he had been reading my case files and trying them out! He put his pet rabbit in the freezer to see if it killed him and when it did, he put it in the oven so it could rot in hell" Henry sobbed.

Karen realised he wasn't joking and instantly sent him through to the Chief's office to explain his circumstances. Henry was more than happy to spill his guts to the Chief and soon it was round the whole station. Everyone at the station admired Henry and when they saw him acting troubled and broken, everyone instantly wanted to help and was worried for their friend. Later on Henry was with Karen and his partner Tom.

"Maybe I should sent him to West Haven after all" Henry said glumly.

"Perhaps if we do extra paper work and work together. You can order food from Tesco using the computer in the Chief's office, get it delivered during the day." Karen started thinking; it would be devastating if Henry lost both his wife and his son.

"Yeah buddy. You can get a therapist to see him in the evenings can't you? They can feed him until you get back"

"Your right" Henry sniffed. "I can make this work"

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Shawn woke up that morning and looked at the clock. It was strangely silent in the house.

"No one's home remember? It's just you and me." Shawn nodded, at the sound of his friend's Ross' voice. It was Shawn's second best friend Ross who was stood beside him and he pointed at Shawn's buss pass. Remembering to grab his bus pass this time, he got changed and headed downstairs. He paused to peek into his parent's bedroom before remembering they wouldn't be there. Shawn noticed the note almost immediately when he reached the kitchen.

Pineapple in fridge I think. Have a good day at school. BUS PASS. Dad

Shawn smiled. He couldn't believe it. For the first time in two years, his dad had remembered to leave him a note. Shawn found the pineapple in the fridge and stared at the fruit for a while before grabbing his school bag and putting the pineapple in it. Shawn then rummaged through the bread bin and found the bread.

He stared at the bread in amazement. Parts of the bread were blue and some patched were fuzzy. Shawn touched it and found it to be squidgy to the touch. His mum had often bought different types of bread. Sometimes the bread was white, sometimes it was brown, and sometimes it had lumps (seeds) in it, so why couldn't it be blue.

"You shouldn't eat that Shawn" Ross told him. Never in his life had he seen furry bread. Shawn usually listened to Ross and he argued the fact that he had only eaten an apple yesterday and part of Gus' lunch. Henry had forgotten about an evening meal completely. Although Shawn did get a lolly pop. He put a piece in the toaster and got a bit frightened when the blue expanded.

"Told you shouldn't eat it. Your Dad's trying to kill you, you know. You would have died if you had eaten it." Ross told him. Deciding he wasn't hungry yet, Shawn saved the toast and put it in his school bag. Deliberately packing it to spite Ross but he couldn't help thinking that. Ross just sighed when Shawn put the bread in his bag although he knew that he would never eat it anyway.

Shawn raced down to the bus stop and arrived in plenty of time. When the bus pulled up Shawn got out his bus pass and proudly showed it to the bus driver.

"Well done kid" he smiled and Shawn grinned back. As Shawn walked to where Gus was sitting the bus didn't erupt in whispers like you would expect. People just stared at him, perhaps a little scared.

"Shawn!" Gus shouted and Shawn instantly spotted his friend and sat down beside him.

"You really scared me yesterday" Gus moaned.

"Sorry buddy. My mind was somewhere else" Shawn explained. He noticed that Gus was upset and so revealed to Gus what really happened yesterday.

"Gus…. My mum left yesterday" Gus instantly understood.

"Forever? You sleep better now?" Shawn smiled briefly before shaking his head. Gus sighed.

The bus stopped and everyone got off. The bell rung signalling it was time to go to lesson and Shawn's first lesson was art.

Art was boring, all Shawn wanted to do was paint but the teacher was going on about the difference between primary and secondary colours which bored Shawn and Ross was delighting himself in not talking. Needless to say he reached for the paint. The green paint. It went unnoticed by the teacher until his class started laughing. He turned him round and Shawn was sat in his seat, quietly and looking all innocent with a bright green painted face. Mr Tary's face went red with anger as he ordered Shawn out of the class room.

"He's like the incredible hulk" Shawn heard someone say as he walked calmly out of the class room. Shawn smirked at the comment. He hadn't actually been thinking of the Incredible Hulk. He was thinking about the rocket launch yesterday.

The loser gets to look on with envy Shawn remembered. You go red with anger, blue with cold and green with envy. He really was a loser now.

He was walked to the nurse's office as Miss Pomme was the only one who had special facial wipes. She blinked in surprise when Shawn walked through the door. It wasn't his green face that disturbed her more, it was his presence. Miss Jones had rung her after she met with him and she had divulged everything that had happened. Miss Pomme had a duty to let all members of staff know so they can protect the children if he snaps. Miss Pomme smiled gently,

"My dear boy! What have you done to your face" she asked smiling.

Shawn gave a weak smile back, "I painted my face green! Now I am envy looking!" Shawn announced. "Can I have a lolly?"

Miss Pomme laughed, "Of course you can". She grabbed a lolly from her desk and gave it to Shawn before asking a rather series question.

"Why did you paint your face green Shawn?" she asked. Shawn was more than happy to answer, he had a lolly pop now!

"Cos a loser gets to look on with envy, remember?" Shawn replied, thinking for a moment that she was quite dum not to remember a conversation they only had yesterday.

"I see" she replied, she was going to make a note of that. "Well are you going to let me turn your face normal again?" she asked.

Shawn frowned, he liked his green skin. He was unique. He had just been given a lolly though and his skin was beginning to itch.

"Ok" he agreed and she smiled before revealing some special wipes.

"Is she gonna wipe your face like a baby?" Ross asked, he stood beside Shawn. Shawn tightened his lips.

"I'm not a baby" he responded and Miss Pomme looked intruiged.

"I never said you were" she responded thoughtfully.

"I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to Ross" Shawn responded before grabbing the wipe from her hands and beginning to clean his own face. He took the wipe up to his face before he realised the smell.

"They smell weird" Shawn complained. The nurse was quick to agree but she paused and sniffed the wipe. The smell wasn't coming from the wipes.

"What is that smell?" she wondered as she followed her nose to Shawn's bag. She delved into the front zipped pocket and revealed the piece of toast that Shawn had saved earlier.

"Oh God!" she gasped before rushing over and putting it in the bin and closing the lid shut tight.

"What was that for? That's my lunch" Shawn admitted glumly.

"Shawn… when bread is blue and fluffy it makes you very ill, do you understand?" she checked. Shawn looked at her confused.

"But it was squidgy" Shawn complained.

"If you eat blue bread it makes you very poorly and I know these things because I am a nurse" she explained. Shawn sucked on his lolly and nodded.

"I was gonna have it for breakfast but it got bigger when I put it in the toaster. Ross told me it would kill me but I didn't believe him as I don't want my daddy to want to kill me" Shawn explained with fascination. Miss Pomme grimaced. Who was this Ross person? Was he here, imaginary? She had just touched probably the most disgusting thing ever and all she wanted to do was wash her hands. How could Henry leave something like that out? She did the next best thing and used one of the wipes on her hands and spraying some air freshener before she continued to wipe of the green paint on his face, thinking all the while of Shawn's imaginary friend.

"My face hurts" Shawn whined as he scratched with his hand.

"I know sweetie. That's why we're not meant to paint our faces green" she explained as she got the last traces of the paint off. "There all done" she smiled.

Shawn stood up and grinned at her and jumped suddenly when the bell rang signalling next class.

"You better go to English young man" she told him and Shawn instantly obeyed.

"Thanks for not making my face green no more" he called as he ran out of the room. Miss Pomme knew she was meant to escort him to lesson and so quickly gave chase and knocked before opening the door to the English room and letting Shawn inside. The class had started two minutes ago and Mrs Donnals was half way through the register.

Shawn found his seat next to Gus in silence and waved as Miss Pomme left them. She smiled and waved back as she walked away. Shawn liked Miss Pomme. He had been a regular visitor to the nurse's office. He got to go at least once a week and every time, he got a lolly pop. He still was sucking on it in English and Mrs Donnals noticed.

"Shawn, could you put the lolly in the bin please. No eating until lunch time" Mrs Donnals instructed nicely. Shawn rebelled almost straight away, quick to defend his lolly pop.

"Miss Pomme gave me this lolly pop! And said I was allowed to eat it!" Shawn complained. Mrs Donnals thought about forcing him to but he seemed very protective of his lolly pop.

"Fine. But next time no eating in class" she told him and some of the other class mates groaned whispering about the unfairness. Shawn just smirked pleased. The English lesson passed quickly because Shawn wasn't really paying attention. He kept thinking over and over about what his father had done. His father had left a note, he hadn't spoken to his father in ages and he had actually reached out. Maybe his father did care about him. But then again, if Miss Pomme hadn't said anything he would have eaten that mouldy bread and been very ill. The thought of food made his stomach rumble and Shawn was very happy for lunch time. Everyone took out their lunchboxes and Shawn saw Mrs Donnals narrowing her eyes on Shawn making sure he had something to eat. Shawn reached into his bag and pulled out a huge pineapple.

"What is that?" Gus asked in amazement. Never before had he seen such a spikey and yellow food.

"My dad called it a pineapple! He left me a note this morning" Shawn retold with excitement and Mrs Donnals over heard and felt like slamming her head into the wall.

Shawn began to try and eat it by gnawing at the skin. "Oh" Shawn shouted in shock. A spikey thing had hurt his lip.

"Maybe you have to cut the green things off?" Ross suggested and Shawn looked at him and replied.

"Ross, how would I do that? I don't have a knife"

Mrs Donnals came over a little shocked. She didn't have a child in her class called Ross and Shawn seemed to be speaking to someone that wasn't there. Also the context of their conversation didn't seem to be too healthy either. Was Ross telling him to kill someone? Was that why he needed a knife? A little concerned, she walked over slowly to help and seeing him having trouble with a pineapple offered to help.

"Shawn?"

"Yes, Mrs Donnals" he replied holding his pineapple proudly.

"Would you like some help with that?" she asked and Shawn eagerly nodded shoving it at her.

"I'll be back in a moment then" she told him as she took it to the front of the room and then out of the door.

Mrs Donnals knew that she couldn't leave her class alone but she needed to inform Miss Pomme of Shawn's lunch. It seemed as if Henry Spencer wasn't doing well with coping with his divorce. Luckily a young girl on work experience was in her view filling up water bottles for the children in the lower years.

"Excuse me!" she called and she came racing over.

"yes?"

"Keep an eye on my class please during their lunch period? Just until I get back, I won't be five minutes" she explained and the young girl nodded.

"Of course" she responded and Mrs Donnals raced off. The girl hesitantly entered the room and sat down at the front desk with nerves. Luckily all the children were too busy eating to notice. Shawn did of course, but he was waiting, eyes on the door for Mrs Donnals to get back with his pineapple.

Mrs Donnals walked briskly to Miss Pomme's office and she held up the pineapple.

"What is it?" she asked and Mrs Donnals placed it on her desk.

"This is Shawn's lunch. He was trying to bite in to the side, trying to figure out how to get it open" she explained and Miss Pomme said, "Oh".

"I really think we should let Shawn's mother know" she stated.

Miss Pomme blinked. "It might be a bit inappropriate. They are going through a divorce"

Mrs Donnals looked at her with saddened eyed. "Yesterday he wasn't fed lunch and today he turns up with a pineapple. He looks thinner by the day. Also he was talking to an imaginary boy called Ross and Shawn's reply was how would I do that? I don't have a knife!" she said exasperated.

"He didn't have breakfast either? I rescued a mouldy piece of bread from his bag when I smelt it. He was talking to Ross earlier too." Miss Pomme realised. "You're right, I will call her"

Mrs Donnals nodded before saying thank you and heading towards the teachers' lounge. She greeted the other teachers and grabbed a knife and began to chop the pineapple up into slices. She also took two slices of bread with her for Shawn to munch on. God knew how much he needed it.

Mrs Donnals hurried back to the class room and thanked the girl who was supervising them.

"Thankyou so much" she said and the girl nodded smiling,

"It was no trouble"

Mrs Donnals could see Shawn's eyes lighting up and she handed him the pineapple in a bowl.

"This is what pineapple looks like without the scary shell" she explained before handing Shawn the two slices of bread "And this bread is healthy and not blue" she added with a smile.

Shawn beamed back at her. "Thanks Miss"

Shawn prodded his pineapple for a while before testing it and tentively putting a piece in his mouth.

"This is sooo yummy Gus! Try it" Shawn urged and Gus ate the smallest piece he could before regretting that action as he reached for more and Shawn smacked his hand away.

"Mine" he grumbled.

Shawn munched on the bread and managed to eat all of it, he ate all of the pineapple too to Miss Donnals surprise. She had cut up the whole pineapple thinking that Shawn could eat as much as he wanted; she thought Shawn would leave some but, obviously not. It just showed how hungry Shawn was.

Author note: So tell me. Honestly, who thought Henry was just gonna ship Shawn of there. No! He's gonna try and make it work cos he is a good father. Well not really but he realized his mistake, didn't he?
Anyone put moldy bread in the toaster? DON'T. It's disgusting!

And if anyone didn't get it, Ross is Shawn's imaginary friend that he has had for years. Ross kephim company when he was ignored.

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