DDAN Chapter 3
Disclaimer: Don't own Psych.
It was pouring down rain… great! So much for sunny Santa Barbra!
Whitney had luckily brought her umbrella with her, her blue and yellow umbrella. We walked out into the rain, hoping not to get sick, heading over to where the parked cars were located.
We had gotten some information from Mr. Fang after we got outside, that we would have a car to drive around for as long as we worked in Santa Barbra. I hope it's one of those really fast cars. Like maybe a convertible. Well if it was then it would definitely have to be a blue one.
We waited for a couple of minutes when a blue convertible with orange flames came racing out. It stopped perfectly when it reached us. Our mouth's dropped. What a sick ride! I hoped that was ours. How amazingly crazy would that be?
The driver stepped out of the vehicle and asked. "Are you two women Carter Hall and Whitney Smith?"
We nodded over enthusiastically. He tossed the keys to Whitney and proceeded into the airport. We squeaked and ran to the car. We got into the car and started the engine. When we did, the GPS turned on.
"Welcome to GPS navigator. Your current destination is the Four Season: The Biltmore Hotel. Located at 1260 Channel Drive. If you wish to change this destination, press the top button on the left. To continue with this destination, press the bottom button on the right. Thank you."
Whitney pressed the bottom button. The GPS directions led us to the beach. Over to the right was this huge hotel, it looked beyond beautiful.
When we drove up to the entrance, we went under a red roof with vines hanging around it. Whitney parked the car and we grabbed our suitcases from the back and lightly threw the keys to one of the chaffers, who gladly took the keys and parked it.
We entered the rotating doors and stopped and stared in awe. The place was breathtaking. The foyer looked like everything belonged in a golden palace.
They had two big rugs that had a big design that had a bunch of swirls. The walls were white and have arcs as an open doorway. On the other side, there were two big arc windows. Next to them was an open glass cabinet that held statues.
There was also many plants and lights up on the walls. The couches were a light green-gold color. The chairs had a reddish-brown color to them, some of them had gold legs and the others had dark brown legs. The ceiling was wood with two lights dangling. There were two dark tables in the middle with either a book or yellow flowers on it. Then there was a mirror on the wall with gold molding.
We walked up to the counter and a lady about 5'4, greeted us and checked us in.
"Welcome to Four Seasons: The Biltmore. I'm Angelica Adams. Your room is the Fremont Suite. Go through this door and it'll lead you to the private cottages and gardens. Go up the stairs and make a right. That'll be your door. Call if you need anything."
We went over to the door she pointed to and when we got outside we were in utter shock.
Outside there was a garden in the middle of the circle that the walkway outlined. There were several bushes and a stone bench. There was a beautiful fountain with stone around it, two palm trees in front of the white and red building.
We walked on the walkway, not wanting to mess up the garden display over to the other side, where a large glass doorway was. We walked passed it to a side stairway. When we got into the building we made a right and opened the door.
The room looked incredible. It had dark wooden floors, a red and gold rug with odd designs on it, much like the foyer. Plant pictures on the cream colored wall. There was a wooden table with fruit and flowers on it, in the middle of the space. A little green chair was sitting next to the red with gold circles chair. There was one on each end. Then there was the cream couch with the red and gold pillows.
On the window they had a gold and black curtain that looked like silk.
We put down our suitcases and looked over the room again. This time we saw a note on the table. It read: Miss Hall and Miss Smith please come to the Santa Barbra police department when you arrive. We will be expecting you. Welcome to Santa Barbra. ~Chief Vick
"Let's go!" Whitney cried grabbing my hand and running down the stairs back to our car. When we got in, we realized that it had stopped raining and the sun was brightly shining.
We put the roof down and turned on the car. We rolled down the streets of Santa Barbra near the beach.
We stopped at one of the lights and a blue echo pulled up next to us. The passenger rolled down his window and sticks his head out the window.
He glances at us and gives us thumbs up. The driver glances over to and nods his head in approval. The passenger reaches for the horn and the driver swats his hand away.
They start fighting each other, slapping their hands away. We start laughing. It was so funny. The passenger reached out again and honked the horn. The driver started giving him a lecture while the other guy just looked in our direction.
The light turns green and I yell at Whitney. "The light is green go!" We hear other cars honking at us and we just laugh. We sped up to where the echo is out of sight.
We pull up to the police department and park the car. We enter and feel a fan blowing on us. Everyone eyes were looking at us. Very very odd. Then we see the two guys from the echo standing with a short. Blonde woman who was standing next to a tall brunette man who looked like this was a waste of time.
He looked oddly familiar. Then it hit me. It was the guy from the newspaper. Detective Dipstick. I grabbed on to Whitney as she realized who is was and she ran over, recognizing her idol. She grabbed him in a hug dragging me with her.
"Group hug!" Whitney yelled.
The guys from the echo shrugged and grabbed the blonde woman and pulled her into the hug. Detective Dipstick didn't seem as happy about it as everybody else.
"McNab! Get this girl off of me! Now!" He yelled.
The man named McNab ran over from the coffee machine and tried to pry Whitney off. He got one of her hands free and in a split second, he was dragged in by Whitney.
We just stood there hugging, or forced into hugging. When a cough broke the silence. Whitney and the others let go and stood up.
"Detective O'Hara and Lassiter. What is the meaning of this? This isn't a hugging convention. It's a police department."
"Chief… I… it wasn't…"
"It was my fault, Chief Vick. I saw Detective Dipstick and well… I'm kind of a fan of his." Whitney explained.
"Detective Dipstick?"
"Yea. I read the Santa Barbra papers sometimes."
"It's actually Detective Lassiter."
"Or Lassie!"
"Mr. Spencer, not now. These are the new transfers from Washington D.C. Detective Hall and Detective Smith. They will be working with us on a few cases."
With that Chief Vick walked back into her office and shut the door.
"I'm Shawn Spencer, SBPD head psychic and this is my partner Burton Guster."
"I'm Juliet O'Hara." Juliet put out her hand. I shook it.
"I'm head Detective Carlton Lassiter. Now if you excuse me I have to get back to work."
I rolled my eyes. "Is he always like this?"
All of them nodded.
"Hey. Wanna go get something to eat? It's lunch break!"
"Sure. I'm hungry."
"I'm starving!" Whitney said putting her hands on her stomach.
We all left the department and said to meet up at one of the places by the beach. We got there and ordered. Not a moment later, our food was already here. Shawn, Gus, Juliet and I opened our Doritos and began to munch.
Shawn gave Whitney a questioning look, since she hadn't opened hers yet.
"Oh. I don't like Doritos."
Shawn and Gus gasped, like it was the end of the world.
"Don't like Doritos? Are you insane?"
"I know. That's what I told her when I first met her." I laughed.
Whitney pulled out a Slim Jim from her pocket and began to eat it.
Gus nodded his head and said. "You know that's right!" He held out his hand for a fist bump and Whitney hit it.
"Gus! That's our thing! Really?" Shawn complained.
Gus held his fist out for Shawn and they fist bumped.
Author's Note: Sorry it's so short guys. But I'll be working on chapter four tonight hopefully during the commercials of psych season 5! Can't wait! :D