Santa Barbara- 2013
"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Carlton frowned at Shawn, "What do you mean biological father?" He took a few steps forward, and put his hands on his hips.
"I'm adopted." Shawn shrugged, "The Spencer's adopted me when I was two." Shawn looked down, and kicked Frank's leg.
Frank was dressed in a pair of dirty jeans, and jacket. His brown hair was long and went past his shoulders, his beard had obvious crumbs in it from some meal, and he smelled like urine.
"Frank, get up." Shawn kicked Frank a little harder who simply grunted in response. "Dammit Frank." Shawn bent down and touched a finger to Frank's neck, and shook his head.
"Why didn't you ever tell anyone?" Juliet asked Shawn.
"Can you blame me?" Shawn motioned to the figure on the floor. "All he does is drink, and get high. It wasn't really hard to take me from him." Shawn sighed, and shook his head again. "And it's not exactly like I'm proud to be his kid." Shawn added
"Huh, you know I always wondered how you ended up with brown hair, when your parents were blond." Carlton commented, "It never made sense to me."
Shawn gave a small humorless chuckle, "Yeah. That's kind of a long shot isn't it?"
"Are you gonna tell your dad?" Gus asked looking at Shawn.
"It would be better if he heard it from me, and not from some gossip or whatever." Shawn gave one final kick to Frank's leg. "I'd leave him here if I was you, he'll just get urine all over the backseat of the car." Shawn turned, and walked from the house.
"Did you know he was adopted?" Juliet turned to Gus.
"I knew but I've never met his biological parents." Gus nodded, "He never really talks about it. I didn't find out until we were about ten."
"Well, we can't just leave him here." Carlton ran a hand down his face. "Help me get him to the car Guster."
"I'm not touching him! He smells." Gus backed away. "Get one of your lackeys to do it."
"Fine!" Carlton grunted, "Dobson!"
~~~~~~PSYCH~~~~~
"He was just lying on the floor?" Henry watched as Shawn slammed the refrigerator door after grabbing a couple of beers. Shawn had practically stormed into the house slamming everything possible, and had barely mentioned Frank's name before he had disappeared to grab alcohol.
"Drunk, and high, as usual." Shawn scoffed sitting down across from Henry and taking a large sip from his can. "You think he'd learn by now."
"Why are you so bothered by it? He's always been like this." Henry folded his arms, and stared at Shawn.
"I guess it's because I had to tell Lassiter, and Jules. I never imagined that I would have to tell anyone I was adopted, I never even really talk to Gus about it." Shawn shrugged, and fiddled with the aluminum can in front of him.
"Look Shawn, you don't have to tell anyone anything that you don't want to. But I really think you should confront Frank, talk to him." Henry suggested.
Shawn scoffed, "You barely let me see him as a kid. Whenever he came around you watched him like a hawk."
"He tried to smuggle you across the border! Did you really forget that incident?" Henry sat up, and glared at him. "I get a call from some boarder cop telling me my six year old son was found in a trunk with a loaded Frank trying to get into Mexico. Why in the hell would I leave him with you?"
Shawn couldn't help but let a small smile cross his face, "He did make my early life interesting."
"I wouldn't call it interesting." Henry grumbled leaning back into his chair.
"Dad, can I ask you something?" Shawn pushed his beer to the side, and looked Henry directly in the eye. "Why did you adopt me? Of all the kids you, and mom could have adopted. Why me?"
Henry, and Maddie had never gone into full details about the circumstances regarding his adoption. Shawn knew his biological parents, he always knew he was adopted, but he didn't know much about his life before the Spencer's. Little tid-bits through the years let him know it wasn't a good life, his parents weren't fit to have kids, so he had been taken away.
"You know I don't believe in karma or that 'meant to be crap', but it was kind of like fate. We decided we finally wanted to start a family, and then you were there." Henry stood from his chair, and placed a hand on Shawn's shoulder. "Adopting you was the best decision we ever made."
"You never regretted it?"
"Not for a second. Now are we done with this crap? I have steaks that are done defrosting." Henry turned from Shawn and walked over to the counter.
"Steak sounds nice dad."
~~~~~~PSYCH~~~~~
"I told you," Frank groaned. "I was there looking for… uh… a car."
"When you decide you want to tell the truth, I'll come back." Carlton stormed out of the room, and slammed the door shut. "You know, now that I know he, and Spencer are related I can see the resemblance." Carlton said to Juliet who was watching Frank through the one-way window.
"I don't." Juliet shook her head, "Besides the physical resemblance, they're nothing alike."
"Both are stubborn as hell, pathological liars…"
Juliet shot him a glare.
"I'm just saying, I'm not entirely surprised."
"What are we going to do with him?" Juliet motioned to Frank who had started staggering around the room. "We didn't find him with any drugs on him, and it's at least a day until we get the drug results back. We have no reason to hold him, and we technically can't be working on his case."
"I didn't sleep with Spencer, you did. You can't be on this case, but I can. And I intend to find some reason to keep him here." Carlton said with a smirk. "If I can't arrest Spencer, at least I can arrest his blood."
"Well, your perp is peeing on the wall." Juliet left the room, and as she walked further down the hall she heard a yell.
"Not the table!" And then a slam of a door sounded.
~~~~~~PSYCH~~~~~
"So you're really adopted?" Juliet asked as Shawn handed her a water bottle.
"Yes." Shawn sat next to her.
"And you didn't tell me because?"
"I didn't really think about it." Shawn rested his head on the couch, "I don't really consider Frank my father. I barely saw him as a kid."
"Do you have more family besides him?" Juliet moved so she was facing Shawn on the couch with her legs folded in front of her.
"A couple siblings, five to be exact."
"You have siblings?" Juliet leaned in slightly.
"Yeah. None are exactly… law abiding." Shawn smirked slightly.
"Meaning?"
Shawn chuckled, "And I should tell you because?"
"We were a couple." Juliet said, "We lived together. I think I deserve to know."
"You're also a cop." Shawn pointed out, "I tell you about this, and you're loaded with more secrets besides my own."
"Shawn, tell me about it." Juliet said through gritted teeth.
"Fine… it all started in 1973."