Author note: So yeah, short chapter before I go on holiday! Can't wait for the sun!

The next morning, Charlie found Shawn downstairs eating breakfast. This surprised Charlie as she knew how easy Shawn found it to accidently forget to eat, and then using the common excuse, "I wasn't hungry". Charlie always made sure he had his three meals a day. She decided to join him for breakfast and so fixed herself something in the kitchens and sat down beside him.

"Hey" Shawn greeted with a small smile.

Charlie replied by greeting him with a smile. "I talked it over with my colleagues last night" she stated.

Shawn immediately looked up from his food and slowed his chewing pace down considerately, waiting for Charlie to continue, Shawn made sure she had his full attention and he tried to read her facial expression.

"If you want…..you and I can leave" she told him slowly. A smile creeping on to her face.

Shawn started grinning.

"Only for the week, mind" she hurried to add. But that didn't stop Shawn's grin.

Charlie gave a small laugh back. "I'll have to ring your dad so he can take some time off. We'll meet him at lunch and we'll find somewhere to stay this morning"

"We'll leave today? For the week?" Shawn confirmed and Charlie nodded her head.

Shawn was stunned into silence for several moments. His greatest wish was going to come true for a week, and a week was better than no time at all. Shawn was excited. He immediately started thinking of what he was going to take with him and places he could go and where he could visit.

"I'll leave you to pack after breakfast while I ring your dad. Then I will go pack and I will meet you in my office in an hour?" she asked, to see if that was enough time for him to pack his belongings.

Shawn smiled. The quicker the better in his opinion, he was going to make the most of the week he had been given.

"Ok" Shawn agreed as he got up to leave but Charlie gave him a stern look.

"Finish your food first" she tutted before standing up herself holding an empty bowl that once contained cereal before remarking, "You're such a slow eater" and walking to put her bowl away.

Shawn watched her leave then drew his attention back to his food and sighed before lifting another mouthful into his mouth and another…. And another.

Within a few moments he was done and an orderly nearby offered to take his plate. They often did that for him, little chores that he could have done himself. Charlie insisted that Shawn was never to become too dependent on the orderlies. Although it was their job to pick up after the patients Charlie didn't want Shawn getting lazy. Though Shawn wasn't ever going to deny that when Charlie wasn't there, he allowed them to take his plates and hang up his towels. When Shawn was younger he went through a rebellious stage of leaving things everywhere. Charlie was almost glad when he developed the OCDness to keep his room tidy. Shawn thought that Charlie seemed to think that the orderlies were like servants and he knew Gus thought that too but Shawn knew differently. Shawn talked to them and found them very interesting people, well some of them anyway. Shawn wasn't interested in the orderlies that had a weak personality, the people who just did as they were told all of the time. Shawn respected the rules enough but by rules, the orderlies weren't really meant to talk to the patients without permission of their carer. Shawn never did like that he couldn't talk to someone without Charlie's say so, so Shawn did it anyway. And although Shawn didn't like to lie, he became very good at twisting around the truth and withholding information.

Shawn gave the orderly the plate with a smile and said "Thank you" to her as she walked away. He then made his way to his room in a normal pace. He had a whole hour; there was no need to hurry. Part of Shawn wanted to be running the whole way there but the other part of him just wanted to freeze in his tracks and convince himself that he couldn't do this, leave his comfort zone. This was an adventure, a change in his routine, he couldn't do this. But that never stopped his feet from moving onwards.

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Charlie left Shawn and immediately went to her office to phone Henry. Glancing at the clock, she assumed that he would already be at the station and so entered the number. She was waiting several moments as she asked for Henry Spencer and they connected the line to his office phone.

"Detective Henry Spencer speaking"

"Mr Spencer. It's Miss Marks from West Haven"

"Miss Marks? I… Has something happened? Is Shawn ok?"

"Shawn in fine, Mr Spencer."

"Thank God"

"I have wrung to tell you that my colleagues and I have decided to release Shawn for the week"

"What?"

"He is to be accompanied by me or another responsible adult like yourself at all times"

"Really? For the whole week?"

"It's a trial run really, to see if he can adapt to society again. Would it be Ok if we stopped off at the station around noon?"

"Er. Yes, that's fine. Wait… today?"

"Yes Mr Spencer."

"I will see you both soon then!"

"See you then Mr Spencer" Charlie said before she hung up with a huge grin on her face. She couldn't believe that conversation. The sheer tone of disbelief and shock from Henry was incredible. Henry got more excited as the conversation went on and Charlie could have laughed at his awkwardness as he tried to contain his excitement. She could almost hear him knocking over things on the other end as his arm slipped in order to retain grip on the phone. Before leaving her office she made a note of the time, she only had half an hour to pack. She sighed knowing that it would be difficult for her to pack an entire week's worth of clothes in 30 minutes but knew that Shawn would be ready on the dot or even early. Realising this she walked briskly to her living quarters and began packing with a sense of urgency.

Finally when she had collected up her clothing and other necessities like tooth brushes, a spare IPOD for Shawn and a bunch of crossword and Sudoku puzzles, she made her way to the front entrance and asked an orderly to guard it. She didn't exactly want to have to drag her suitcase to her office only to come back on herself. When she arrived at her office, Shawn was standing there with his suitcase and Mrs Jones was wishing him luck and giving him words of advice.

"Stay close to Charlie. And if at any time you want to come back, you're very welcome. But anyways…" she trailed off seeing Charlie standing at the entrance with a small smile on her face at the pep talk. Charlie should have known that she would want to see Shawn off. After all, she was the one that brought Shawn here and she didn't think that Shawn would actually say goodbye to anyone.

"I'll see you in a week then. Behave" she warned.

"I will Mrs Jones" Shawn reassured her as he grabbed the handle of the suitcase and followed Charlie to the front entrance where she thanked the orderly and regained her suitcase.

"You ready?" she asked Shawn who was staring at the doors that would rid him of the palce behind him.

Shawn didn't smile. But he nodded and walked through the doors, feeling for a rare moment that little taste of freedom.

Mrs Jones had obviously ordered them a taxi which Shawn guessed they would be relying on for the next week. Shawn didn't know how to drive and Charlie lived at the centre in the staff quarters and so had no reason to need to go outside. Charlie often went home for the weekends though; special staff came in for the weekend to run extra activities so a few staff members were never missed.

Shawn had to help Charlie lift her luggage into the boot of the car and they both got in the back seats and as the car began following the drive away from the main building Shawn opened the window and began waving at Bethany who had stuck her head out one of the windows and was waving madly at Shawn's departure.

Charlie looked to see where he was waving and couldn't see anyone immediately. Deciding it hurt her neck at that angle she only hoped there was someone there. After all, it wouldn't be good to start the week off with a hallucination.

Author note: So he is officially out of West Haven, for a week. How exciting!

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Sorry for any spelling mistakes. I had a huge think about the word, "Wrung". Is that like "I wrung clothes on the washing line" or "rung clothes on the washing line" or "I rung Henry" or would it be "I rang Henry"? I got confused and put wrung! Sorry if that's wrong!