I would like to remind everyone who read the original story that this is set somewhere after the season 7 premiere but before Jules knows about Shawn's secret because when I was writing this, that hadn't aired yet. I am taking out the over emotional scenes from the original story. That was totally OOC. By doing that in this chapter, I made it over 400 words longer than the original chapter was. This story will be longer than the other one. I'm adding as much more detail as I can so it won't be vague. Okay, I'm gonna stop talking now so you can get to the chapter.
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Juliet awoke to something stroking her hair. She had fallen asleep at Shawn's bedside after he had fallen asleep. She looked up and saw Shawn staring at her and smiling.
"Hey," she said. "How you feeling?"
"Fine. You know something? Hospital beds aren't as comfy as they look. I can't wait to get out of here and sleep in my own bed." he laughed. "How's your ankle?"
"Sore, but the doctor said it will heal in a few days." There was silence for a few moments after that. Neither of them could think of something else to say. Lassiter was still out looking for Gus and any evidence leading to where he could be, but wasn't having any luck. None of them could do anything at the moment and it was killing both of them.
"I know what you're thinking." Shawn said suddenly.
"What?" Juliet furrowed her brow. He may be psychic, but he didn't usually read minds.
"The explosion wasn't your fault. It was meant for Gus. Although, if they were planning on kidnapping him, I don't know why there was a bomb in the poor blueberry." Shawn said, "By the way, any luck with the search?"
"No. Nothing. I'm sorry, Shawn. But we will find him." she assured for probably the millionth time.
Shawn sighed and looked up at the hospital ceiling, "I feel so helpless. How long until I can get out of here?"
"It hasn't been a full day yet. I think you have maybe 12 hours until they let you go." Juliet put her hand on Shawn's arm, "I know you feel helpless but in 12 hours you can help. I don't think we're going to get anywhere until our Department Psychic has a good look at the crime scene." she smiled at him.
"Thanks." he half-smiled.
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"What do you want?" Gus asked the two men who had just tied him to a chair in the middle of an empty room. He was unable to move even a little. He was a bit surprised with himself at his sudden bravery towards the current situation, but at the same time scared like crazy. He had to get out of here.
These men didn't like talking apparently and they ignored Gus again. They walked out of the room and turned off the lights.
Something Gus hated the most, was being being held captive, tied to a chair, in the dark. One of his worst nightmares had become a reality. Anything could be in the darkness and he wouldn't be able to see.
"Um..." Gus said in a shaky voice. "Is anyone there?"
He could hear feet shuffling across the cement floor and he tensed up. "Hello?" he said into the darkness, a bit more clear but there was still shakiness in his voice.
Then the lights were back on. Gus could see someone dressed in all black clothes, but not his face.
The man turned around and stepped closer to Gus. "Wait a minute...I know you." Gus said, surprised. The fear that Gus was currently feeling multiplied 2x at the sight of this man.
"I know you do." the man said in a deeper voice than Gus had expected. "You know, I asked my men to bring you here for a reason. Wanna take a guess at what that reason is? I bet you know."
"I don't." Gus tried to move his arm but then remembered he was strapped down and couldn't.
"You don't remember? My, Gus. I'm surprised." The man didn't give Gus time to respond. He was heading in the direction of the door. "Goodnight, Gus."
Once again, Gus was in the darkness.
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"I better call Lassiter and see if he has anything on the Gus investigation." Juliet said to Shawn, who was starting another episode of Duck Dynasty. She'd had enough of the show. But Shawn didn't have anything else to do in the meantime, so that's what they had been watching.
"Gus investigation? I liked the sound of that." Shawn said, and then frowned. "Well, I mean..."
"I know what you mean." she smiled and gave him a kiss before going out into the hall to call Lassiter.
Shawn watched her leave and when she was gone, he turned off the small television mounted on the wall and started to look around. He couldn't stay here any more. He had to get out. But he still had approximately 8 hours left to go in the stupid hospital and he was sure he was fine. He didn't need to stay any longer. He started plotting an escape route in his head. He knew there was a window in the bathroom. It was small, but he could probably wiggle through it. He'd need a boost though. He looked around and spotted the perfect thing. An empty garbage can. It looked sturdy enough to hold his weight.
He made sure the coast was clear, and then lifted himself off the bed. He winced. He had bruises all over and all of the sudden his head started to hurt. He ignored it and started walking, to the garbage can. He felt dizzy. He made it to the trash can, but instead of using it as a step ladder, he thew up into it.
There goes that plan.
"Shawn!" Juliet came back into the room to find Shawn on the ground next to the trash can. She called for doctors and they took him back to the bed and started asking questions and doing tests.
"Mr. Spencer," The Doctor said as he clicked off his flashlight pen after checking Shawn's pupils, "you need to rest. Until you get better, no getting up. It will take longer for that concussion to heal."
"He won't be getting up, Doctor, I'll make sure of it." Juliet glared at Shawn.
The Doctor nodded and left the room.
"Shawn, what the heck were you doing?" Juliet asked, trying to keep calm.
"Throwing up." he told her, and that wasn't a lie. He had thrown up.
"There's a trash can next to your bed, you didn't have to go across the room to throw up in that one." Juliet informed. Shawn widened his eyes and looked over the side of the bed. Sure enough, there was a trash can there, too. He'd missed that.
"Don't you scare me like that again." she warned.
"Yeah, sorry, Jules. What'd Lassieface say?"
"Nothing yet." she sighed.
"Jules..."
"No, you're not helping, not yet. I'm telling you everything I know. If we find anything, you'll know. Until you can help, you will stay in bed. I don't want your concussion to get worse." Juliet kissed his head. She looked at the tv that Shawn had turned off and frowned, "Why'd you stop watching the show? You had just started watching a new one."
"Oh," Shawn started, trying to think up a good answer for that. "I was done, too. I can watch it later. They'll probably play it again later."
"Sure, okay. But you don't have anything else to do."
"I have you." Shawn wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Your face is very entertaining." he smiled.
Jules rolled her eyes, "Whatever you say my darling."
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Chapter 4 tomorrow! (Also, does anyone know where the button is for the line above? I've been putting in the code. Did they get ride of it? That thing was handy) Reviews maybe? Tell me how I'm doing! :) Thanks all for reading.
