A/N: It took awhile – BUT! This chapter exists now.

Enjoy!

~Matilda.

Tattle Tale

Sleep. That night Lassiter got no sleep. He tried to force himself to forget what he found out at the bar that night, and he did a pretty decent job. He hadn't thought of Shawn once during his drive home, and he certainly didn't think of Spencer while he bathed and prepared to go to bed. Nah. He didn't think of Spencer until he was lying flat on his back, staring at his ceiling in disbelief. His eyes wide and unblinking.

He didn't care that Spencer was dating a man. Nope. It barely mattered to him. What mattered to him, was that this guy – this Cal guy seemed to be too confident, and too good looking. Those details were driving Lassiter absolutely nuts, and the detective couldn't figure out why.

"Maybe you're just shocked he's gay?"

The following Monday, after Lassiter had spent the weekend pacing around his apartment like a mad man, he had went into work early and couldn't help but divulge to O'Hara how uncomfortable this Cal guy made him.

"I don't care if he's gay." Lassiter defended. "I honestly kind of suspected from day one, but this whole situation is just – surreal to me."

Juliet shrugged. Then looked back to her computer. This didn't bode well with Lassiter.

"No no." Lassiter snapped his fingers to get her attention back. "You're not allowed to ignore me, give me an opinion."

"I don't have one." Juliet said quickly. "I mean. Okay -you found out Shawn's gay by meeting him and his boyfriend, so now you're a little freaked, freaked out enough to tell me about it – even though Shawn asked you not too. So I guess my opinion is 'forget about it''."

Lassiter stopped in his tracks. "I'm telling you. That doesn't count."

"It doesn't?" Juliet wasn't following.

"No. It can't. You're my partner. Shawn must've known I was at least going to tell you."

"I also count as another person."

"I know -but its not the same."

Juliet at that point just gave a small grin and shook her head. "Keep digging your hole Carlton."

"I'm not digging!" Without realizing it, Lassiter was getting defensive.

"What are you two yammering on about?" Henry had shown up to work, with his brief case in hand. He could hear the two bickering from the other side of the station.

Before Juliet had the chance to say 'nothing' Lassiter for the first time in his adult life – lost control of his tongue.

"Spencer Jr's gay love life."

"Uh huh." Henry turned around and went to his desk.

The two detectives looked at each other with a shared "heh."

"I thought he'd react a little louder." Juliet pointed out.

"Funnily enough, me too."

Lassiter and Juliet looked at each other for a second more; they wordlessly got up and rushed over to Henry's desk. They stood shoulder to shoulder looking down at the elder Spencer who just started to work as if they told him nothing.

"Henry?" Juliet asked.

Henry stopped and glanced up at Juliet. "Yeah?"

"No comment?"

"Comment on what?"

"Comment on Shawn!" Lassiter pressed. "And his – boyfriend." Lassiter was still having trouble believing it.

"There's nothing to say." Henry answered. "Besides, I already knew."

"You did?" Juliet breathed a sigh of relief, she was honestly ready to rip Carlton a new one for having said anything to Henry before Shawn did. But now it seemed like she could relax. The protective sister in her subsided – for now.

"Yes. I even know his boyfriends name. Are you shocked?"

"Actually no." Juliet pulled up a chair and sat.

"I am!" Lassiter was exasperated. "I was really shocked – and his boyfriend? I don't know about him."

"What's wrong with him?" Henry was curious.

"Uh." Lassiter didn't have an answer.

"I've never met him." Juliet admitted. "I just found out he existed today."

"Well that's not surprising." Henry went on to say. "He didn't want the relationship to effect Psych and his work with the police department."

"That's understandable, and shockingly very grown up of Shawn..." Within that second, Juliet was totally on board with the 'Shawn is gay' news. "Awww now I want to meet his boyfriend! I bet they look so cute together!"

"They just look like two dudes to me." Henry turned on his computer. "Can I start working now?"

"What's his name?" Juliet pressed.

"Cal." Lassiter and Henry said in unison.

"What about Cal?"

None of them had noticed that Shawn and Gus had come strolling in. The two had been talking about Shawn's date on Friday night.

"It was amazing." Shawn said quietly. "First we went dancing at the Jazz Club on seventh, then we both agreed the food portions were too small so after we worked up an appetite, we grabbed Burger King on the way to his place."

"The Jazz club on seventh?" Gus was jealous. "Man –it takes months to get reservations there. I've been trying for years!"

"He's an investor." Shawn shamelessly bragged a bit. "All he had to do was pull out this fancy card and we were let in."

"Just like that?" Gus blinked surprised. "Just like that?"

"It pays to be rich." Shawn answered, as soon as they entered the station, their voices dropped. However – the subject wasn't dropped. They entered the station just in time for Shawn to hear Lassiter and his dad say Cal's name at the same time. "Really? !" Shawn bee lined for his dad's desk.

Henry stopped and glanced up at Shawn who looked like he was fuming. Henry immediately pointed to Lassiter. "Carlton did it."

"I know." Shawn huffed and turned to face Lassiter. "You told!"

"No I didn't." Lassiter defended. "I told O'Hara, your father already knew."

"Telling Jules is still telling." Shawn added – he sounded quite frank.

At that moment Jules lifted her hand to show she was still in the general area. "If it means anything, I honestly don't care. I'm actually happy for you."

"Thanks." Shawn relaxed, his shoulders slumped a bit. "I'm still mad at Lassie though."

"Oh come on!" Lassiter didn't like that.

"I asked you to do one thing." Shawn said. "One simple thing."

"He's right." Gus interjected. "Not saying anything, is relatively simple."

"Thanks Gus."

"In theory." Gus finished.

"Wh- heeey."

"Shawn. He's known you for years, and he found out you were gay. For a lot of people it's a big change. He had to confide in someone, and I think Juliet was the appropriate choice."

"You do?" Juliet smiled.

"Yeah, I mean, you're his partner, he trusts you."

"And that's the only reason?"

All eyes were on Gus.

"Uh...well...I guess...so?" Gus tried. Juliet took a deep breath. "I'm going back to my desk." She turned on her heels and stalked off.

"What I'd do?" Gus was lost.

Shawn couldn't help but give a small shit eating grin. "Don't worry about it buddy."

Gus fell silent, his face falling to an expression of confusion as he scratched the top of his head. Lassiter could tell Shawn was trying not to laugh at his friend, but was failing miserably.

"Well Lassie, I guess telling Jules wasn't THAT big of a deal."

"Thank you Spencer."

"Just don't spread it around the station."

"What makes you think I'd do that?"

"What makes me think you wouldn't?"

"I ...huh. Good point."

"He won't." Henry broke in sounding assured. "Because if he does I'll kill him myself."

Lassiter rolled his eyes, well wasn't just fantastic? "Spencer I won't say a word."

"Thank you." Shawn ended it there before changing the subject. "Anyhow is the chief here? I want to pick up my cheque from the last case."

"She's not." Henry answered. "Try her later this afternoon."

"No problem." Shawn was bouncing on his heel. "Well I'd love to stay and chat, but I have a date."

"A date?" Now Lassiter was at attention. "You just saw him last night though."

"Yeah." Shawn laughed at the response. "We've been dating a few months, I see him pretty much every day when I can. Except for Saturdays, Saturday's I belong to Gus."

"You got that right." Gus stopped wondering about Jules, and took a second to fist bump with Shawn. The interaction caused Lassiter to roll his eyes.

"You two, baffle me."

"Aw thanks Lassie!" Shawn was genuinely pleased by the statement. "You always know what to say to make me smile."

"I do?"

"He does?" Gus and Henry each perked an eyebrow.

"Oh crap, I'm late." Shawn cut them both off and turned on his heel. "Gus let's go."

The two left, and as soon as they were gone Lassiter turned to Henry who had gone back to working the second his son had left. With no reason to hover over the older Spencer's desk, Lassiter returned to his. That sick feeling in his stomach was back and worse than ever. Shawn was with that Cal guy again – just the thought just...ugh. Lassiter had no words. The detective put his head in his hands and suppressed a groan.

"What's wrong with you?" O'Hara had come to his desk carrying a folder – she paused when she saw her partner in a pose that clearly said he was in some form of pain.

"Nothing." Lassiter lifted his head. "Just thinking."

"O...kay."

"What have you got in your hand?" Lassiter gestured to the folder in Juliet's hand to change the subject.

"Oh this." She held the folder up and presented it to Lassiter. "Just some paperwork I need you to sign before I file it."

"Oh, thanks." When Lassiter glanced at the contents he didn't recognize the case. "When did we do this?"

"Three weeks ago."

"We did?"

"Yeah, it was a minor case. A grocery store robbery, we were on scene for about three hours before we got called away to investigate the Horton murder."

"Wow it was a minor..." Lassiter shook his head. Of course it was minor. "Spencer or Guster's name is nowhere on this file."

"I know it's weird. We barely do anything without Shawn anymore."

Those words. Those words stuck in Lassiter's mind, and something in him snapped. It was at that moment he realized he was growing more than accustomed to Spencer's presence; he was becoming dependant on it. Shit. Lassiter liked Shawn.

"When the hell did that happen?" Shawn had arrived at the park where Cal was waiting for him. The two exchanged a kiss, and Shawn gestured to the construction going on across the road.

"This morning." Cal answered. "They work fast."

"They sure as hell do." Shawn agreed, and he happily took Cal's hand as they started walking. "So, they know now."

"Huh?" Cal wasn't following.

"My co-workers." Shawn answered. "They know about us."

"The guy from last night?" Cal asked.

"Lassie." Shawn corrected. "And Jules."

For a second, it looked like Cal was just going to shrug it off, but to his relief, Cal smiled. "No big deal."

"Really?" Shawn sounded relieved.

"Really." Cal assured. "I was actually thinking of inviting you to the beach house this weekend."

"Ohh really now?"

"Yeah." Cal gave a sly smile. "Fun in the sand, a dip in the ocean, sex on the balcony.."

"All things I enjoy." Shawn was getting giddy.

"Well, why don't I invite your friends?"

"Whoa – what?" Now Shawn wasn't sure.

"Why not?" Cal asked. "You already know a few of my friends, I wouldn't mind meeting yours. You talk about Jules and the other guy all the time."

"Lassie." Shawn corrected again.

"Right. Well, come on. I want to meet them more properly."

"That's really nice Cal, but a whole weekend?"

Cal seemed to think about it, and after a few seconds he gave Shawn's hand a reassuring squeeze. "I promise to be on my best behaviour, and besides, if we don't hit it off too well, my beach house is only a couple of miles from here. Driving back home won't be a disaster."

Shawn had to mull it over in his head. He really did like Cal, and he did like the idea of including him in a group activity, and it's not like Shawn could really bring Cal along on a case... The beach house seemed like the best bet. "Okay." Shawn smiled. "Beach house. This weekend. I'll give the guys a call."

"Great!" Cal sounded ecstatic. "I'll call the maids and have them prep the bedrooms."

At that Shawn chuckled. "I still think it is so cool you have maids."

"Yes, being wealthy does have its perks – I also think you should invite your dad."

Now Shawn really wasn't sure. "I really don't see my dad as an integral part to a fun weekend at the beach."

"For an even number." Cal insisted. "That way one no one feels left out."

"Okay." Shawn let out a long winded sigh. "I'll invite my dad too. Even if you only want him there to barbeque."

Cal gave a cheeky grin. "Not entirely untrue, I can't help it. I think combining the beach with a steak – best idea since Kun Fu, seriously. You leant me those DvDs and I thought you were on crack, and now I'm completely hooked. It's such a good series."

"See!" Shawn raised his hand in victory. "I told you! I told you!"

"Well I'm down to the last couple episodes; I'll save them for when we're at the beach house."

Now THAT was an idea, Shawn was totally down with. He just hoped the guys didn't turn him down.