I arrived at the station with still no decision in sight. Spencer was sitting on O'Hara's desk as I walked in to the bull pen.
"Lassie-face," he smiled excited that I arrived.
"What do you want Spencer," I growled annoyed, "Go bother O'Hara."
"Jules isn't here yet," Spencer admitted sadly, "And Gus is in the bathroom. His breakfast sandwich didn't agree with him. So you got any new information." He started to come around behind me to look over the report so I handed it to him.
"See if you can find anything useful," I stated sitting in my chair before booting up my computer.
He glanced at me confused that I would let him offer an opinion before considering it a fluke and opening the file. "What's this?" Shawn asked curiously going over the autopsy report.
"The Autopsy report," I stated stupidly.
"It says here she was stabbed twice but from different angles in the same wound."
"Yeah," I agreed, "She probably fell from the first stab but she wasn't dead so he stabbed her again."
"I thought you said it was a suicide," Spencer asked with a sly grin, he caught me buying into his scenario.
"Well upon examining the evidence Iā¦think you might be right." I winced as his smile grew wider.
"Oh might I?" Spencer asked, stroking his ego.
"Only about this though," I added.
"This and all the other murders that I've solved."
"Whatever Spencer, if you haven't found anything else then give me back my file."
"Yup, done." Spencer handed the file back before wandering over to the snack machine for a bag of chips. Why he was eating a bag of Doritos at 9:30 in the morning was beyond me.
As the station began to fill up with cops and detectives, Spencer began to get more excited. He was planning something.
Finally at 10:53 on the dot he ran at full speed into Chief Vick's office, falling over the desk pulling stacks of paper with him.
"Mr. Spencer," Karen shouted angrily, what on earth do you think you're doing." I followed O'Hara and Guster into the office, Henry already there. We exchanged glances before focusing back to Shawn who lay on the ground whimpering.
"What are you doing?" Shawn screamed in the same falsetto voice he had used for the vic at her house.
"You threw my flowers away," He shouted in a low voice.
"We're over," she sputtered. Now Spencer stood, a low growl emitting from his throat. He grabbed a pencil out of the Chief's pencil holder.
"We're over when I say we are," he snarled, stabbing the ground with the pencil. He pulled the pencil out of the invisible body nervously muttering, "Fingerprints."
He grabbed the empty bag of Doritos out of his pocket and wrapping it around another pencil before grabbing it and stabbing the floor in the same place, this time leaving it in the floor. I was honestly surprised it stayed.
"Mom'll know what to do," he stated before collapsing into the chair beside him.
"Mr. Spencer are you suggesting that Mike Brady killed our Victim and stabbed her but took that knife with him and stabbed her with another knife to cover up his fingerprints."
"It makes sense," O'Hara supplied, "I noticed that one of the knives in her knife block was missing."
Spencer smirked, proud of himself, which angered me so before I could close my mouth I stated, "Chief there's something I need to tell you."
Henry eyes grew wide but then went back, he was surprised and sad but knew what was coming.
"What is it Detective?" she asked curiously. It was right then, with all eyes on me, and Henry looking so sad that I realized that I couldn't do it.
"I need to take off next week Friday for a doctor's appointment."
"Detective this is not the time to discuss this," she looked at me like I was a complete idiot. She wasn't far off from how I felt.
"Don't you mean Vet visit Lassie?" Shawn smirked at his quip.
"Don't push me right now Spencer," I growled annoyed that I had just saved his ass.
"Stop talking, get going," Karen shouted shaking her head and talking with Henry in whispers as we left the room.
