Chapter 2

Shawn had been wrong in thinking that the bad guy had chased him to Gus' place, that much was clear as soon as they entered his apartment. The place looked like an earthquake had struck it, everything was either damaged, tipped over, moved or scattered everywhere. Cracking and rustling sounds could be heard from beneath their shoes as they made their way across the barely visible apartment floor. At first appearances It certainly seemed as though the guy had been searching for something, although Shawn couldn't for the life of him think of what that 'something' could be, especially considering he didn't really have anything of real value, and he hadn't been lying either when he'd told the guy most of the stuff wasn't his. Shawn turned guiltily to Gus, whose lips were quivering as he took in the sight of dozens of his favourite shirts, torn and ruined, probably beyond repair. Gus' quivering lips steadied, and Shawn gave him an uneasy smile and started to back away as he watched Gus' face contort into a furious glare.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU SHAWN!" Gus declared as he made a lunge for his best friend.

As Shawn jumped back away from him, Lassiter was forced to grab the psychic detective roughly by the forearm and drag him aside to stop him from colliding with Juliet, "For the love of god you two, this is a crime scene!" He scolded, "Now is there anything missing or not?" He demanded impatiently.

Shawn rubbed at his forearm and then put an overturned chair back on all four legs before getting up on it and putting his hand to his head as he concentrated. His eyes moved rapidly but subtly as he scanned the place, taking everything in at an impressive speed, "Oh no!" He called out suddenly, jumping down from the chair, running to the kitchen area and getting down on his hands and knees as he started to frantically rummage through the big pile of mess that was covering the kitchen floor.

"What is it?" Juliet asked in concern as she squatted down beside him and started to rummage too, despite having no idea what she was actually looking for.

"Oh thank god…" Shawn breathed a sigh of relief moments later as he stood back up, pizza box in hand, "Whew, that was a close one." At the unimpressed stares they were giving him, Shawn just shrugged, "What? It would've been a waste of a coupon."

Lassiter pinched the bridge of his nose, "Give me strength…!" He seethed.

As Shawn opened the box and started to peel a slice of the half eaten pizza from it, Gus slapped his hand away, "What if the crazy maniac poisoned it Shawn?"

Shawn rolled his eyes, "Dude, why would he poison my left-over pizza?"

"I don't know. Why did he…Is that pineapple." Gus asked as the super sniffer caught a whiff of the pizza. He took a bigger sniff, his eyes suddenly widening and a creepy smile appearing on his face, "It is!"

Shawn moved the pizza box away as Gus' face moved in closer, "Oh, now you wanna eat it?" He rolled his eyes.

"Guys, focus!" Juliet snatched the pizza box off Shawn, "Did he take anything?"

"I don't think so." Shawn answered as he walked over to his bathroom and had a look to see if anything was missing out of there, "I'm sensing the crazy guy trashed this place out of rage because I got away." He continued as he walked out of the bathroom and into his bedroom, hand to his head again, "I'm also sensing that this whole thing is case related."

"But you said you'd never seen the guy before, Shawn." Gus called out to him. He raised an eyebrow when his foot hit something, then bent down and picked the object up when he realised it was Shawn's phone.

"I haven't. He's probably working for one of the bad guys I caught." Shawn shouted back. Moments later he emerged from his bedroom, "Nothing's missing." He announced. Gus held up the phone and he grabbed it from him.

Lassiter put his hands on his hips, "Alright then, we're gonna need a list of those criminals."

Shawn smirked, "OK Lassie, but it could take a while, I've solved a lot of cases."

"Just write the damn list Spencer." Lassiter Slammed a notebook and pen into Shawn's chest, "And why you're at it make a list of all the people that have reasons to wanna hurt you as well."

"C'mon man, who would wanna hurt me?"

"Why don't you start with my name and then go from there?" Lassiter suggested, his patience wearing thin. Shawn gripped at his chest dramatically and shot Lassiter a hurt look, but before Lassiter could say anything else his phone rang.

Shawn's carefree attitude was really starting to get on Juliet's nerves, "Shawn, if this guy is targeting you then there's a good chance your life is in danger, so maybe you should start taking things a little more seriously!"

"Jules, this is just the way I do things OK? I can't let this guy get into my head because if I d-" Shawn's face suddenly turned serious, "...I should call my dad." He turned on his phone and started flicking through his contacts, "Who knows what the crazy maniac dude'll do to get to me."

Lassiter put away his phone, "No need Spencer, he's already at the police station, which is where we're going now. Chief's orders."

Lassiter gritted his teeth as he was forced to drive while listening to Shawn and Gus complain like five year olds from the back seat of his car.

"Aw, C'mon Lassie, at this rate I'll starve to death before that crazy maniac even has a chance to get his hands on me…"

"Spencer for the last time, I'm not stopping just so you and Guster can go get breakfa-Aaahhh…!" The four of them were flung to the left as a white unmarked truck rammed into the front right-hand side of their car at full speed. Tires screeched and high pitched screams could be heard from the back seat as Lassiter tried desperately to gain control of the wildly spinning vehicle, which finally came to a stop when it crashed backwards through a wall with great force.

Lassiter let out a low groan, ears ringing and head banging as he started to open his eyes. It took a moment before he was able to focus enough to make out a figure dragging a limp body towards the white truck, "S-Spencer…!" He croaked out, fumbling with his seat belt as he tried to free himself from the vehicle.

Once he was out, Lassiter attempted to pursue the bad guy, but it was no use, his head was spinning and he was too unsteady on his feet to stay upright. The next thing he knew he was sliding down the side of his car onto his butt. Blinking to get his eyes to focus again, he managed to get his gun out of its holster and aim it shakily in the general direction of the bad guy, "POLICE! STOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING OR I WILL SHOOT" He warned, blinking in desperation as he tried to get his vision to focus. The man just shot him a quick glance and then carried on getting Shawn into the back of the truck. Lassiter had his finger on the trigger but there was no way he could pull it, he was too lightheaded and his vision was so blurry now that he couldn't risk shooting at the bad guy because there was too greater chance of him missing and hitting Shawn instead.

"Damnit!" Lassiter shouted out helplessly as the man got into the truck and drove away. He rested his head back against the car before a whiff of smoke caught his attention, "Huh?" He looked around, "Oh, crap…!" He exclaimed, using the car as support as he got himself back onto his feet. He made his way unsteadily to the passenger side of the vehicle and opened the door. Juliet, who was holding her head and groaning, looked up at him, confused, "C-Carl-?"

"Come on O'Hara," He said as he helped her out of the vehicle, "We gotta go!" His movements were steadier now as the dizziness had started to subside. Once she was safe he rushed back over to the smoking vehicle to help Gus. Having taken the brunt of the impact as it smashed through the wall, the back of the car, especially on Gus' side, was badly damaged so Lassiter had to try and get him to him from where Shawn had been sitting, "Guster!" Lassiter leant over and tried to shake him awake, "Guster!" But it was no use, Gus was out cold. Lassiter managed to get a grip on his shoulders and started to pull him out and over to where Juliet was sitting just before his car went up in flames.

"SHAWN!" Juliet screamed out, lunging towards the car. Lassiter grabbed onto her, holding her back, "O'Hara it's OK, he's not in there. The guy has him, he has Spencer…"