AN – This chapter took WAY too long to post x.x my bad! I got all caught up in graduation, moving and vacation that i forgot to post it. Anyway, I really hope you like it!

Heres the ending!!

Feel Outside the Box
Chapter 5

By Tippy

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Shawn opened haze filled eyes, the pain in his head intensifying slightly as daylight hit his vision. A moan quickly turned into a harsh bout of coughing, and he found strong hands gently lifting him up. His father's voice was next to his ear.

"Dad..." He opened his eyes again and finally saw the man sitting next to him. Placing his hands on the ground, he slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position.

"How ya doing, kiddo?" his dad's concerned voice asked from beside him.

He groaned, either in pain or in annoyance of the name, he wasn't sure. "Just waiting for everything to stop spinning..."

"EMTs and the fire department are on their way," Juliet confirmed. "Hey, Shawn." He could hear the smile and relief in her voice.

"Hey, Jules," he answered in tired cheer. "Nice of you to come all the way out here just to save me."

He could imagine her smiling and rolling her eyes. "Actually Shawn, it was your dad and Detective Lassiter who saved you."

"Lassy?" Shawn sounded somewhat disappointed, turning squinted eyes to see the annoyed head detective. "I didn't know you cared! Thanks, Lassy-face." Before any reply could be made, Shawn's expression turned serious. "Did you stop Nate? They were headed out the back last-"

He was cut of by a simple raised hand from Lassiter. "We got 'em. The captives are being released as we speak."

Shawn nodded. "Good..."

It didn't take long for the EMTs and fire department to show, both quickly getting to work in their required areas. The fire was dealt with easily enough and Shawn was being checked over along with the other captives, most of who were suffering from minor cuts and bruises. Shawn had a minor concussion, but nothing requiring a hospital visit.

O'Hara had visited shortly after his release from the EMT check-up to get his statement. Once done, he'd been dragged off by his father towards the pickup.

"What about my bike?" Shawn protested as they made it to the truck.

"It'll be here tomorrow. I'll pick it up." Henry declared and got into the driver's seat. Shawn reluctantly got into the passenger side and shut the door.

As they drove back towards Henry's, his dad spoke. "How's your face?"

Shawn was silent for a moment as he considered the question. "It's fine... a little sore I guess." They turned down the street that would take them to the house, Henry silent after the answer. "Why?"

"We have to make a quick visit." It was a statement said in a way that he knew there was no debating it.

"Where?" He might as well know where they were going if he couldn't get out of it.

Henry didn't answer as he pulled into the driveway of a one story home. He turned off the engine before he spoke. "Here."

Shawn was confused. He'd never been to this house before. What was so special about it? Following his father out of the car, he glanced around, taking in the details. There was a two car garage with one car in it, the other door open. Inside was a work bench and power tools, nothing unusual. Beside the door that led into the house was a bicycle with a basket on the front. A kid's bike? At that realization, he suddenly heard the cry of a girl. He turned to see her standing on the front steps still holding open the door.

"Hey, Jenna!" He gave her a lopsided smile which she returned with a bright one of her own. Before he could take another step forward, she bounded off the step and ran towards him. He braced himself as she barely slowed down enough before wrapping her arms around his waist. "Ough!... ah.." He stopped, suddenly noticing the girl was shaking, small tears glistening at the corner of her eyes. "Hey... it's okay..." he spoke, trying to calm her down. He looked to his father for help.

"You remember when I called you?" Henry started, his hands in his pockets. Shawn nodded. "She's the one who figured out something was wrong."

He looked down at the girl still wrapped around his stomach before looking back to his father, somewhat confused. How would she know he was in trouble? Understanding hit him as he recalled the day before and his eyes widened. "Wait... but how? I was a pretty good ways away from here."

"I used a picture." She finally spoke, untangling herself and stepping back. "It's easier to know what people are feeling from far away when I look at pictures. You were scared, so your dad called you. He called the police and sent me home when they went to find you."

"You left the addresses on the kitchen table." Henry added. "After I found those, it wasn't hard to figure out where you were."

Shawn nodded in understanding. "What happened at the warehouse? Jules said you and Lassy saved me?"

Henry was hesitant to explain the rest in front of Jenna, but the outcome was still good, so he didn't see the point in hiding the facts. "The warehouse was on fire. The rest of the officers ran around back to check that exit for Nate and his gang. Detective Lassiter and I ran inside to find you."

"How'd you know I was still inside?" He didn't know his father to be someone who ran into a burning building without knowing for sure someone was inside.

"Jenna called me." Henry smiled to the girl. "She said you'd been tied up and hit, so I figured you might still be inside."

Shawn stared at his father for a moment, the words sinking in. He turned to Jenna who had quietly been listening to the interaction. "You felt that?" When she nodded, he felt a knot tighten in his gut. She felt his pain? That thought made him want to be sick, but as he looked into the slightly terrified eyes of the twelve year old staring back at him, he pushed the emotions away as best he could.

There was silence for a long moment before Shawn spoke again. "Sooo... you can feel this?" He pointed to his face.

She nodded. "It kinda hurts, but not a lot."

"Not a lot?" He sounded shocked, but Henry knew the tone. "I don't know, it hurts a lot to me... especially when I poke it." He made a gesture towards his face as if he were about to poke his slightly swollen cheek.

"Don't!" she giggled, his playful emotion catching her off guard.

"Are you sure it only hurts a little?" he teased.

She seemed to consider the question a moment. "Well... it'd hurt more if you poked it," she shot back, a smile on her face.

"That's true, but it still hurts." Henry shook his head as he watched his son pout in mock sadness.

Jenna giggled, finally realizing what to do. "Will a cookie make it feel better?"

Shawn smiled. "It might..."

Jenna turned and ran into the house, leaving the Spencer men standing outside.

"What are you doing?" Henry asked in annoyance.

"Lightening the mood. She's been upset for a few hours now... might as well make her feel better." He gave his dad a small grin. It quickly flashed to a smile as the girl came back outside, carrying two chocolate chip cookies.

"Will two cookies make it feel better?" She offered him the token.

"You bet it will!" He accepted the offering. "But only if you eat one with me." He held out one of the cookies.

"Okay..." She took the cookie. "But don't tell my mom. She doesn't want me spoiling my dinner."

Shawn laughed, turning to his father who raised a brow before heading back to the truck. Moving back to Jenna, he spoke, "I think that means its time for me to go. I'll eat this on the way home." He held up the cookie.

"Are you still gonna teach me how to use my psychic stuff?" That was unexpected.

"Of course!" He smiled, "How about you come get me tomorrow? I'll probably be at my dad's house, especially after what happened today. We can talk to your parents about when you can come over for lessons?" She nodded, still smiling. "Alright, then I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Okay!" He left her standing in the driveway, hopping into the passenger seat. He waved as his father pulled out and drove off.

"She's coming over tomorrow?" Henry asked for clarification.

"Yup."

"I'm not sure I like her being involved. Today was more than I ever want her to handle." His voice was serious as he drove, keeping his eyes forward.

"I know." Shawn let his eyes drop to his wrists, still red where the ropes had dug in. "But I'm not sure we have a choice. She wants to learn."

Henry nodded. "I don't see a way around it."

"Plus..." Shawn continued, returning his gaze forward.

"Plus what?"

"Plus... I get to have a protégée who can take over the Psych office for me!" His smile broadened as he caught the glare from his father. Ahh... nothing like something new to bug him with. He let his thoughts drift as the continued towards home.

The End.

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Yay! It's done! Sorry it took sooooo long to post x.x I really hope y'all enjoyed this story! I enjoyed writing it :D

There is extra information you can find for Jenna! Just check out my DeviantArt account (Marli) and/or a LiveJournal I've created for her (lil-jenna-m). Both have some interesting info about the little 12 year old!

Again, thanks so much for reading!
Lots o' love!
Tippy