Authors note: Thanks for the reviews guys, here is the second chapter. As always, please review and tell me what you think.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Psych
It started with a bank robbery. After Shawn had called in a tip he went to the station to collect his cash. Upon arriving he shivered. This station was full of ghosts who seemed to stare at him. Shawn pretended not to notice and approached the woman at the desk.
"Hi, I'm here to collect a tip" Shawn told her. The lady was talking busily on the phone and pointed sharply at the bench. Shawn didn't want to argue, instead he went to the bench and sat down, keeping his head down on the floor, not meeting any of the stares from the ghosts in the room.
About five minutes later an officer came over to join him.
"Mr Spencer?" he confirmed. Shawn looked up and nodded.
"Right this way, Mr Spencer" the officer, Buzz McNab instructed.
"So, when do I get my money?" Shawn asked as Buzz was leading him towards an interrogation room door. The door opens and a woman questions
"Money?"
"Yeah, the reward" Shawn clarified. The door closed and Shawn allowed himself to relax slightly, none of the ghosts had followed him and he was glad. Even if he was now trapped in a room with three police officers.
"You did arrest the store manager, didn't you?" Shawn questioned.
"Why don't you let us ask the questions for a little while" the man instructed him. Shawn read his name tag, Carlton Lassiter.
"Ok, Lassie"
Lassiter growled.
"So what questions might those be?" Shawn asked cheekily.
"Umm.. perhaps. Where were you the night of the last robbery" Lassiter growled at him.
"I was robbing the stereo shop" Shawn laughed, then seeing they weren't laughing he clarified. "I wasn't actually. I don't know, I guess I was doing the same thing you were doing. Not solving a crime" he grinned.
"You're not helping your case, Mr Spencer" the woman told him, Lucinda.
"My case? Wait? I am actually a suspect?" Shawn asked incredulously.
Lassiter nodded evilly, "you're our lead suspect"
Shawn shook his head and sighed with annoyance.
"But I gave you the guy" he complained.
"He had help" Lassiter responded. "You're information was good, it had to have come from the inside"
"I've called in dozens of tips! You gonna accuse me of those crimes too?" Shawn complained.
Lassiter narrowed his eyes at him.
"I checked you out Mr Spencer. You have a criminal record, currently unemployed and have never had a job for over 6 months. The perfect suspect"
Shawn shook his head, "I didn't realise the system had fallen so low"
"Don't trivialise police work" Lucinda told him sharply.
"You can do that without me. You can't keep me here, I know my rights" Shawn told them and stood up. He makes his way to the door and is interrupted by Lassiter.
"Good, then you know what your rights are".
Shawn opens the door and is shocked to see the Chief standing there. It was Vick, Karen Vick.
"You have the right to an attorney. If you- Chief?" Lassiter asked questioningly. What was the Chief doing here?
"Chief Vick?" Shawn asked incredulously.
"I thought I heard you were down here." The chief smiled.
"You're both excused" the Chief instructed, seeing their shocked faces she told them again. "I said, that you may go. I will deal with Mr Spencer"
"Yes maam" They both said and exited. Lassiter gave Shawn a piercing look as he walked past him, as if he couldn't believe Shawn was getting away from him.
"Come with me to my office" The Chief told Shawn.
Shawn nodded meekly and followed her.
"So when did you become Chief?" Shawn asked once they were in the office.
"A few years ago. I was hoping you would come to the station sooner or later. Your unique talent certainly helped your father during his time on the force"
"Wait….. You know?" Shawn realised.
The Chief nodded and looked around her.
"Is anyone in here?" She asked curiously.
"No… but there are at least ten in this building….peering through the windows" Shawn admitted glancing over his shoulder.
The Chief nodded seriously before standing up and drawing all of the blinds. Shawn smiled at her,
"Thanks"
"No problem. Now tell me, why are you here?"
Shawn spoke for a few minutes explaining about the bank robberies and how he guessed that it was the store manager.
The Chief nodded, "I believe you" she told him.
"Good" Shawn admitted.
"I wanted to ask you something Shawn. Would you consider being consultant. After speaking with your father several years ago. I believe the only way these ghosts will leave you alone is if you speak to them. Help them again Shawn. They need help passing to the other side. You used to help your dad loads with what you used to do." The chief paused.
"Would you consider helping out? Becoming a consultant?"
"Me? I'm nothing like my dad. I can't help living people Chief. What would be the point?" Shawn replied almost moodily.
"You can help catch their murderers" The Chief told him"
"Do it" a voice whispered. Shawn jumped and turned to his right. Then sighed out a breath of relief. It was only Gus.
"Gus, what are you doing here?" Shawn asked.
The Chief narrowed her eyes at Shawn, then her eyes widened with realisation.
"Gus? You're best friend Gus? You're father told me about him" The Chief told him.
Gus smiled at Shawn.
"You can do this Shawn. You've helped me loads. Help give justice to the other ghosts. We're not scary"
"Well Gus says I should" Shawn moaned.
"Well, he is right Shawn" The Chief told him.
"She's probably going to make you anyway" Gus realised looking at the Chief's sparkling eyes.
"True" Shawn replied. "Ok, I'll do it." Shawn said plucking up the courage and standing up.
He turned to see Gus vanish into thin air and sighed as his best friend vanished.
"He's gone" he told the Chief.
"Right. Well… come in tomorrow and I will introduce you." The Chief replied standing up.
Shawn stood up and headed towards the door.
"Wait a second. Here's your cheque, take this to the cage" she instructed.
Shawn grinned as grabbed the check and opened the door, "Thanks, see you tomorrow".
Shawn left the station quickly, grabbing his money out of the cage he made his way home. More than ready to sleep, he dreaded the next morning.
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