Authors note: Hope you enjoyed the previous chapter. Please enjoy this one too!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PSYCH
Shawn woke early the next morning. He couldn't believe what he had agreed to the previous evening. He, Shawn Spencer was going to work at a police station. His father was going to get a shock. He wouldn't believe that Shawn went willingly.
Shawn made himself breakfast and sat down on his sofa. Gus looked over at him.
"Why so nervous?" Gus inquired. Shawn looked at him,
"Stupid question" Shawn muttered.
"Shawn, you were given a gift. You can help people in a way that no one else can, you're unique. You should use that to help people. I'll keep you safe. I've never let you down"
Shawn nodded in thanks and watched as Gus once again disappeared from view.
Shawn wasn't just nervous, he was scared. Some of the stronger ghosts like Gus could really hurt him if they wanted. An angry ghost had punched him in the nose when he was a kid, he had been admitted to hospital for a broken nose. The phrase: The dead can't hurt you Shawn found to be a total lie.
Shawn rode to the station and entered.
Looking around he could see some of the same people from yesterday, living and dead. Shawn tried to remain confident and walked in with his head held up high.
"Mr Spencer? What are you doing here?" Buzz asked him. Shawn smiled up at him,
"You mean the Chief hasn't told you yet?" Shawn asked. "I'll see you later"
"Yeah, I've gotta go, catch some bad guys!" Buzz replied withdrawing his gun and running outside.
Shawn walked past Buzz and made his way to the Chief's office he knocked then hearing her grant access, entered.
"Ah, Shawn. Welcome, I'm glad you came. I'll call the meeting. Just wait here a minute" she instructed.
Shawn raised his eyebrows and sat down on the chair, waiting impatiently. Suddenly he heard the buzzing from the speakers.
"Chief Vick speaking. Meeting in room 3 in five minutes. Everyone must attend."
Shawn smiled, that was one way to do it. But everyone? Was she going to tell everyone his secret?
Moments later the door to her office swung open and she popped her head through.
"Everyone includes you, you know" she smiled and beckoned him to follow. Shawn smiled meekly and followed her out of the office and into to a room that was labelled.
Meeting room three
It was a big room with lots of chairs in rows. It looked a bit like a courtroom with an alter at one end.
"Sit at the front" she instructed. Shawn nodded and made his way to the front and sat down in one of the chairs. It creaked as he did.
Lots of people came bursting into that room after that. Everyone started piling in the room, taking their seats. Chatting to each other nervously about what this meeting was about. It was rare for the Chief to call such a meeting.
Five minutes later, the room was full and the Chief made her way to the front of the room.
"Thank you for all coming, especially on such short notice. This won't take long. I should think we all remember how good Henry Spencer was when he worked here. How he had an uncanny knack for finding the guilty parties, yet he always said it wasn't him and so shouldn't be thanked. I have found the person who helped Henry Spencer."
A chatter broke out, it was expected.
"Quiet!" The Chief shouted, and silence fell once more.
"I remember how we all thought he was psychic and could talk to the dead, that's not true. But his son can. This is Shawn Spencer" she said beckoning Shawn to stand up. Shawn hesitantly rose to his feet and looked out at the stares of admiration.
"He can see ghosts and has agreed to come and consult for us"
The officers started cheering and clapping their hands and Shawn smiled. It wasn't as bad as he thought. His father must have made such an impression for everyone to instantly accept him.
Lassiter watched from his seat. He could talk to the dead? Yeah right.
Shawn smiled awkwardly for a few moments and then sat back down.
"Right then," The Chief started as the clapping died down. "Back to work!" She instructed, and in a hurry everyone rushed out of the doors.
"Detective O'Hara" The Chief called. Juliet paused and returned to wear Shawn was standing there.
"Yes Chief" Juliet answered.
"Take Spencer with you and show him the office he will be using to speak with others" she instructed and Juliet nodded obediently, smiling and gestured Shawn to follow her.
"Wait!" a voice cried. Officer Allen came bursting forwards through the crowd trying to get through the door.
"I just needed to know…." She paused, in order to get her breath back. "Have you spoken to your grandmother?"
Shawn raised his eye brows, slightly bewildered.
"What does she look like?" Shawn questioned. Juliet stared at Shawn in fascination. The Chief watched curiously.
Officer Allen clenched her fists in excitement.
""Here! I have a picture!" She rambled excitedly. Shawn grinned at her enthusiasm as she handed him the picture. Shawn studied it for a second.
"I haven't spoken to her, no….. But she was here yesterday" Shawn replied, handing her back the picture.
"Will you speak to her?" Officer Allen asked, slightly breathless.
Shawn nodded, "I will when is see her again" he promised, and Officer Allen's face lit up with a big grin.
"Thanks Shawn" she whispered whilst holding his hand tightly with her fist before rushing through the double doors and back to her work station.
" You've seen her dead grandmother?" Juliet questioned in amazement.
Shawn just nodded and said, "Shall we go?"
Juliet seemed to snap back to reality and replied,
"What? Oh yes of course. Follow me" Juliet said as she began to walk towards the double doors and Shawn followed her, smiling to the Chief as he excited.
Shawn followed Juliet to her work station and then showed Shawn a room that he could use as an office to speak to the ghosts without seeming crazy in corridors.
The office was quite simple. It was a plain, small room with a chair,desk, a large table pushed to one side and a sofa. Juliet returned to her work station just down the hall to the office and Shawn relaxed in the chair.
"The walls are quite boring aren't they?" Gus mentioned, sitting in the sofa opposite Shawn.
"Yeah…. I think I will need to decorate" Shawn declared whilst rummaging through the draws in his desk. Finding them empty, Shawn realised that decorating was going to have to wait.
"Look at him?" Lassiter pointed, gesturing through the window into the room where Shawn was talking to Gus.
"He's talking to himself already!" Lassiter told Juliet arrogantly. Juliet peered through the window with interest.
"I wonder who it is." Juliet asked with interest. Lassiter rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"Come on! Do you really believe he can talk to ghosts? He's a nut job! He is talking to himself"
Juliet frowned at him before peering over his shoulder at Shawn who had obviously overheard Lassiter's statement.
"Don't worry Lassie" said Shawn, waving off the insult with one hand.
"Lassie?" He growled dangerously.
"There are always people who don't believe in what I do" Shawn explained then looked over his shoulder to see Gus walking out of the office. "But Gus always sets them straight"
"Gus?" Lassiter questioned.
"Yup" Shawn grinned. "He's my best mate, he died whn i was a boy but unfinished business you know…." He trailed off.
"You're best friend is a ghost? Ha! That means imaginary then?" Lassiter jokily confirmed.
Shawn's face frowned looked at his with disapproval then with shock as he saw Gus raise his fist and proceed to punch Lassiter in the stomach.
"urgh…." Lassiter moaned.
"Sorry" Shawn laughed, "Gus is very protective of me and doesn't like it when you call him imaginary"
Juliet watched with pure fascination.
"He's here… right now" Juliet whispered.
Gus watched with amusement from next to Shawn.
"Yeah….. He can here you too" Shawn answered, to which Juliet's mouth dropped open.
"Ha ha! Her face!" Gus laughed.
"I know buddy" Shawn laughed speaking to Gus.
"Sorry, your face is a picture". Juliet smiled nervously and glanced around her, before gathering up the paper work on her desk and glancing through it.
Shawn took a seat on her desk and twiddled his thumb's for a few moments.
"Right" Shawn said standing up. "I'll let you finish all your paper work in peace while I explore and try and find the grandma"
"Ok, Shawn. Good luck" Juliet told him and watched Shawn walk away.
Shawn reached the end of the corridor and he opened it to find Buzz McNabb trying to walk through.
"Sorry" Shawn mumbled, letting him go past and proceeding to the snack machine.
Authors note: i hope you enjoyed this chapter.
To be honest, i have no idea where this story is going and i am just writing it as i go along. though i think i have an idea as to what happens next. dun dun dun...
(this idea started off as me wanting to write the reaction to Shawn getting to speak to his father after he died in an accident or something and the idea just escalated. ) - just incase any one wanted to know!
Anyone got any idea as to what should happen? please review and tell me. i don't want writers block.