A/N Hey : ) This is a new story about Henry. I didn't realize till after someone pointed it out, but this is kinda a continuation of the chapter Rainbows and yellow brick roads. I also might do a continuation of this so it will probably turn into a three shot.
I'm also working on some more of these from previous suggestions but as always if you have a fear you'd like to see for any of the characters just send it in a review. Thanks.
And oh I do not own Psych or any of its characters.
Since the moment his son was born Henry knew that things would change. As a man of routine, he believed that the changes this knew life that was solely dependant on him would bring was what he should be afraid of. But, soon he knew differently.
As Shawn got older Henry's gears grew.
There was the time Shawn was nine months old and managed to crawl out of his playpen and almost gave Henry a heart attack in the four minutes and thirty-eight seconds it took to find him.
There was also the time when Shawn was starting kindergarten and Henry spent at least two weeks worrying if Shawn was making friends and being accepted.
And boy, did high school really do him in. Was Shawn going to do drugs? Would he go to his classes? Would he get a girl pregnant? Would he graduate? Towards the end of his son's high school career that last one really had him nervous.
He was it was only questions like that plagued him today.
From the moment his son was born he wanted him to be a cop. He wanted to be part of the greatest father-son detective team, the plain old greatest detective team ever. So he trained him. And pushed him.
Boy, was he stupid.
For while his son wasn't officially a cop, he might as well have been.
Every night he went to bed he would lay there for hours wondering if his son would still be there in the morning.
Every time he heard a car pull up in front of his house he stopped dead in his tracks wondering if today he would get the news.
His heart stopped every time his phone rang, "Would this finally be the call?"
Today was no different. Shawn was off investigating some case of his and had already been almost killed twice. For Shawn it was nothing new, but for Henry it was a heart attack waiting to happen.
He hadn't heard from Shawn since he decided to go chase his suspect. He was starting to get worried. Really worried. What if something had happened? Was he okay? Was he still alive?
Ring. Ring.