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-1Adam Hornstock was reviewing a case that was supposed to go to trial next week, when his secretary poked her head in his door.

"Mr. Hornstock, you have a call on line one. She said her name was…um…Wendy Morningdew."

"Thanks Teresa" he said. Wendy Morningdew? Adam thought Wendy M- DUH! wake up Hornstock!

He quickly picked up the phone and pressed the button for line one.

"Shawn!"

"H-Stock!"

"How's it going?" Adam asked, leaning back in his chair.

"Well, dude, not really that great."

"How bad is 'not that great'?"

"Dude, I'd rather be Michael Jackson right now."

"That bad, huh?"

Shawn proceeded to tell Adam about Rosie and the custody suit.

"Wow…" Adam breathed.

"Yeah, I know. Can you help me?" Shawn asked desperately.

"Of course!" Adam exclaimed. He leaned forward and ran his finger across his desk calendar. "Just, um, come to my office on Monday and we'll discuss a game plan."

"Thanks, dude,"

'Hey," Adam said leaning back in his chair again, chuckling. "don't thank me yet, I haven't won."

"Well, I appreciate it anyway," Shawn chuckled back.

"No problem. I'll see you Monday"

"Catch ya on the flip,"

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Monday morning rolled around and Shawn arrived at Adam's office a little before ten. He hadn't wanted to leave Rosie Lassie or Jules for fear of her getting into trouble and he didn't want to leave her with Henry because, well, you know. So, he had dropped her off at her Uncle Gus' earlier that morning so that Shawn could have the satisfaction of driving him crazy without actually having to be there.

A cute secretary greeted him when he entered the office.

"I'm ah, Shawn Spencer. I'm here to see Adam Hornstock." He said politely, irresistible charm oozing from everywhere. He resisted the urge to ask for her phone number. He had to focus on Rosie now.

"He'll be with you in a moment," She smiled, her eyes drifting up and down his body. Shawn smiled back and went to sit down.

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Five minutes later, Shawn was told he go back into Adam's office.

"H-Stock!" Shawn spread his arms wide and grinned.

"Long time no see!" Adam stood and did the same. They embraced and then sat down across from each other, Adam's desk between them.

After Adam had finished explaining his game plan for the hearing, he was eager to catch up with Shawn and learn more about the new addition to the Spencer family.

"So, um, who was the mother?" he asked.

"We'd known each other since we were in diapers, then dated in high school. She was my first love."

"I'm sorry, man."

"S'okay. I'm just a little worried about Rosie and the effect it will have on her." Shawn explained. "Say, speaking of Rosie, she doesn't have to do anything at this hearing thingy, does she?"

"Well, it would probably help your case if she said something in your favor," Adam said. "but she doesn't have to be there at all if you don't want her to be."

"I don't want her there," Shawn said matter-of-factly. "She shouldn't have to watch that."

"I understand," Adam said, standing up and extending his hand. "I'd love to catch up some more, but I have another appointment in a few minutes. You can call me anytime if you have any questions between now and the hearing."

"Thanks again for doing this," Shawn said, excepting his hand.

"That's what friends are for,"

When Shawn had left, Adam went back to his paperwork.

"That is one lucky kid," he thought out loud.

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Shawn was almost to the door when the secretary stopped him.

"Mr. Spencer, wait," She came out from behind her desk and stuck a business card in the pocket of his flannel shirt.

"But I already-"

"Just in case," She said, then went back to her desk.

When he got back to his motorcycle he took the card out of his pocket to take a look at it.

Nothing unusual on the front.

He flipped it over.

Teresa

555-0146

CALL ME!

It couldn't hurt to call this girl, could it?

Rosie needed a mother right?

Shawn smirked, slipped the card in his wallet, and sped away towards Gus' apartment.

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