Ugh, so sorry this chapter took a while. I cut a small chunk of my finger off and had to wear a small finger cast for it to heal. That being said I couldn't type for anything D:

Still, I have returned, and I am happy to say that I finished this chapter of dewm.

Disclaimer: I don't own Psych or anything associated with the show. If I did then I probably wouldn't have come up with such cool names. You gotta admit, you meet a guy with the last name LASSITER and you're like "I will follow your orders forever just because that name is the shiz!"

Hope you enjoy!

Henry was sitting at his table, glaring daggers at his son, who was sitting across from him, looking around nervously. Gus sat between the two, and ate the breakfast that Henry had made him without a care in the world.

Shawn scratched the back of his head, trying to think of something to break the awkward silence "So, Dad… Is that a new fish on the wall? Because I must say it looks like something that not even the Jaws shark could handle. Kudos to you pop." Shawn said with a nervous laugh.

Henry continued to stare.

Shawn coughed, "You know, if you don't blink papa bear, your eyes will stay stuck open like that. I know you have that blue steel look you like to shoot randomly at people, but I'm your son. That doesn't quite work on me-"

Henry held up his hand, "Shawn. I'm not going to ask what you were doing for three days. I'm not going to ask why you kept Gus and Juliet and the whole police department in the dark. I'm also not going to ask why Lassiter was the only person who you let into this little plan of yours, and why you didn't talk or see anyone but him after the case was over." Henry stated.

Shawn had to hold back a sigh as he let a cheeky grin pop on his face, "Well, I'm glad you trust me enough not to question my motives. That means a lot to me papa b-"

"Do it again and I won't forgive you. Everyone was worried sick."

Shawn closed his mouth and pursed his lips, "Gotcha… Won't do it again." Shawn stated.

Henry nodded, "Good. So what are your plans for today?"

Shawn looked up thoughtfully, "Well, I need to get my bike back from the station, and pick up a check from the lovely Chief for our hard earned work, and then I was thinking of making up some quality time with Gus and taking him to the beach so he can hit on the girl who works the snow-cone kiosk."

Gus looked up with a smile, "Reawy? Das awesome Shawn!" Gus said happily with a full mouth.

Henry smiled, "Well I'm sorry to cut your plans short, but you should stay at the station for a little while. Juliet has a surprise for you and Lassiter." The elder man said as he got up and walked to the living room.

Shawn raised an eyebrow, "Jules has a surprise? Uhh… Not that I'm not happy that she went and got us something… but normally her surprises end up… backfiring." Shawn said warily.

Gus finished his breakfast and rolled his eyes, "Don't worry Shawn, I talked with her about it yesterday. It'll be fine. Besides, you need to talk to her and McNab. They were worried about you." Gus said as he took his plate to the sink.

Shawn shrugged, "alright, so when should we go?"

Gus opened his mouth to speak, only to stop when Henry walked in fully dressed for work "How about we get going now? You're bike's been in custody for three days, and you said you have business over there." Henry said.

Shawn scratched the back of his head, "Eh, maybe later. I was thinking about driving around with Gus first-"

"That wasn't a suggestion. In the car Shawn."

"Yessir." Shawn said quickly, before walking briskly outside to his friends blue car, Gus following close behind.

Meanwhile at the Santa Barbara police department, Lassiter had just rushed into work, checking in and running to the chief's desk at neck-breaking speeds. Without warning, he busted into her office, holding his knees as he caught his breath, "I apologize profusely for being late to work chief. Feel free to punish me as you see fit, because I deserve it."

A small, un-chief-like giggle straightened him up quick.

Chief Vic was sitting at her desk, her hands clasped in front of her as she pursed her lips. Juliet was sitting in a chair in front of her, trying to stifle a small giggle as she got up and walked toward her partner.

"You look like you got hit by a hurricane Lassiter, you didn't have to rush here you know." Juliet said kindly as she straightened her partners tie and smoothed out his suit.

Lassiter coughed and backed away, "Y-yes well… I hate it when I am inadequate in my duties, and felt like I had to get here as soon as possible."

Karen Vic let a small laugh escape her lips, "Lassiter, Shawn already called me and said that you had to run a few errands with him so you're excused. Even if he didn't you have over a year of vacation time that you could have used." The chief explained.

Lassiter looked away and placed his hands behind his back, "Yes well… Thank you for that, but you will not see any slacking or any excuses from me ma'am."

Karen nodded before looking at Juliet with a small twinkle in her eye, "Detective, why don't you tell your partner what you were discussing with me, see if it's fine with the head detective himself."

Lassiter raised a brow, "See if what's fine with me?"

Juliet pursed her lips and looked down to her feet shyly, "Well, this was such a big case that Shawn... Mr. Spencer solved, and even though we don't know the details we know that you had a hand in helping him with it. So I was just thinking that maybe since you and he closed such a good case that maybe you wouldn't mind accepting a few accolades with Shawn later today and then joining a few people from the force on a small outing…"

Lassiter felt a small bit of sweat form on his brow at the mention of the psychic, and he felt his head shake no before he even thought about it, "That's not a good idea."

Juliet pouted, "Why? I personally think that you should be commended for your help in such a case. Giving you guys an accolade or two and taking you two to dinner is really the least we can do-"

"O'Hara, Thank you for the thought, but frankly I don't want your praise. You should be focusing on your own work, and worrying less about mine."

Juliet's face fell sadly, before she let a fake smile fall on her lips, "I understand. Pardon my rudeness." She said with a hurt undertone before looking at Vic, "I believe I'm done here Chief. I should be getting back to work." The detective said curtly before turning and brushing past her partner, leaving the room quickly.

When the door closed Vic looked up at Lassiter with a disappointed gaze, "She was going to surprise you, but I told her it would be better to tell you instead. Had I known you'd upset her I'd have told her to just go on with the surprise." The chief said blandly.

Lassiter sighed, "Look Chief… It really is a waste of everyone's time. I'm not one for parties, and the last thing Spencer needs is a boost to his already gigantic ego. "

Karen leaned back in her seat, "But Spencer deserves the credit, and getting accolades from the chief of police could further your career Lassiter. I'm surprised you don't want the ceremony, as climbing the ladder of success has always been your main goal in life." Karen messed with a pen, "Why don't you sit down and tell me the real reason you don't want to go."

Lassiter sat down in a chair nervously, "I-It's just that… Well I don't…My sister! Yes, my sister is coming into town… and, and I have to pick her up and take her home so she can spend time with me… Yes, that's the reason." Lassiter said as a small sigh left his lips.

Karen smiled, "Is that it? Well then Detective why don't you bring her? I'm sure she'll be more than welcome by your co-workers, and I'm sure she'd love to see her brother getting an award. Plus it would be good for her to have a night on the town afterward, let her see the sights a bit."

Lassiter opened his mouth and closed it, unsure of what to say, "I-I don't… I mean I really… don't…" Lassiter said quietly, trying to find a way out of this.

The chief crossed her arms, "Unless there's some OTHER reason you don't want to take this honor. It wouldn't have anything to do with our Mr. Spencer would it?" Karen asked with an accusing tone.

Karen too? God is it that obvious that I have a problem with Spencer? Damn woman's intuition or whatever Lulu called it. Lassiter thought to himself as he coughed lightly. "N-No… I'd be honored to take the award… I guess I should go apologize to O'Hara." Lassiter said quickly as he got up and rushed out of the office.

Karen smiled and looked down at her work, "Good to have you on board detective." The chief whispered quietly, before picking up a pen and reviewing a few documents.

Lassiter rounded a few corners and stopped short of the corner that led to his and O'Hara's work station. Just walk up to her, say you made a mistake, and that you'd love to go to a party she worked hard on. It's not that hard, she's your partner and she means well… Despite the fact that I don't know if I can deal with being around Spencer right now… Oh pull yourself together detective, you are a man of pride, and a man of action. Lassiter thought with a nod before rounding the corner, "O'Hara I'm So-"

"Lhasa apsos! Good to see you buddy!"

The color drained from the detectives face when he saw Shawn nonchalantly sitting on his desk without a care in the world, smiling at him. Looking around, the detective noted that O'Hara was nowhere to be seen. Lassiter cleared his throat and took a defensive demeanor. "Spencer… I don't mean to be rude… but what are you doing here, and what the hell are you doing on my desk?" Lassiter said in a slightly annoyed tone.

Shawn leaned back on his palms and kicked his feet a bit, "Well, Dad told me that Jules had a surprise for us, so I wanted to come and ask one of you what it was. Plus I gotta get my bike, and I gotta get my paycheck for the case."

Lassiter nodded and crossed his arms, "I see, where's Guster then? "

Shawn yawned and stared up at the ceiling, "He said that he didn't really wanna see how all of this was going to play out. Between you and me, my chocolate buddy says that me hanging around here will be a disaster he doesn't want to see happen." The psychic said as a thoughtful look crossed his features, "I can't even begin to imagine what he meant by that…"

He had the right idea. Lassiter thought before he moved to sit down at his desk, "Well either way neither your bike nor your check are in my office, and O'Hara is not at her desk, so I believe you have no business here." Lassiter said as he flipped aimlessly through a few papers.

Shawn pouted and hopped off the desk, "Aww, don't be like that Lassie. I don't need a reason to check up on my favorite head detective of this police department." Shawn said with a smile.

"I'm the only head detective of this police department. That's why I'm HEAD detective."

"Yeah, but it doesn't stop you from being my favorite one."

"You're not making any sense."

"I don't have to make any sense verbally. I can just let you feel my aura and you'll understand."

"I doubt it."

"I bet you can." Shawn leaned in, placing his hands on the desk as he hovered near the detective "c'mon feel it."

Lassiter sent a hard glare at the man in front of him, "I don't want to feel anything of yours."

"Aww, C'mon Lassie-cakes, feel my aura, you know you want to." Shawn leaned in, his face inches away from the detectives.

Lassiter felt himself tense up, before he backed away, "Spencer. Get out of my personal space before I charge you with harassment." Lassiter warned.

"Am I interrupting something?"

The two boys turned and saw Juliet staring at them, the blonde pursing her lips to keep from smiling.

Shawn immediately pulled away and smiled brightly, "Jules! Good to see you again! How's my favorite blonde detective?" Shawn said as he moved to give her a hug.

Juliet held her hand out to stop the psychic and pouted, crossing her arms defiantly, "I'm doing fine, save for the fact that a certain SOMEONE kept Gus and I in the dark and worried about him." The female said as she gave a weak glare at her friend.

Shawn scratched the back of his head, laughing nervously "Eheh… You too huh?" Shawn said quietly. When Juliet made no move to budge, the psychic sighed, "I'm sorry Jules. Just know that I did what I had to do okay? Besides I'm fine! I'm my good old self with no damage." Shawn spun around.

Juliet kept her demeanor up for a few more seconds, before she let a warm smile cross her lips and she hugged her friend, "It's good to see that you're okay Shawn" Juliet said quietly.

Shawn smiled and hugged her back, resting his chin on her forehead, "You know I'm always alright, plus I was in good hands." Shawn whispered as he looked at Lassiter with an affectionate gaze.

Lassiter didn't notice the psychic's gaze, the head detective feeling a knot of jealousy forming as he watched the two interact. Of course he's close to O'Hara, they're the best of friends and somehow managed to keep it that way after they got married and divorced… Lassiter thought before sighing, looking over a case file, as I thought. Spencer's not the kind of person to go after someone of my… demeanor. Lassiter thought lamely.

Juliet pulled away from Shawn and walked to her partner, patting his back lightly, "By the way… I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable in the chief's office. I was just so proud of you, and…"

Shawn raised a brow, "What happened? Lassie, don't tell me you shot your partner down when she was trying to do something for you!" Shawn whined.

Lassiter let a small cough escape his lips, "Oh… umm, about that." The head detective said as he straightened up in his chair, "W-Well I was actually on my way here to apologize to you, O'Hara. I also wanted to say I would love to participate in your gift."

Juliet's eyes brightened up, "Really? So you'll go with Shawn to get the award and go out with everyone? Oh… Thanks Lassiter!" The blonde woman said giddily as she hugged her partner excitedly.

Lassiter coughed and patted her back in an awkward fashion, "Y-Yes. Of course O'Hara."

Shawn looked at the two in slight surprise "Wait… I'm in an award ceremony with Lassie-Face?" Shawn said as a smile slowly grew on his face, "That's… That's awesome! I get my own award!" Shawn said giddily as he hopped a bit on the balls of his feet.

Juliet nodded, "Yes, it's going to be held here at the police station, then you, me, Lassiter and Gus are going out to eat, my treat." Juliet said with a smile.

Lassiter pursed his lips slightly, before coughing, "O'Hara, my sister's coming into town. Do you think it would be possible if she could join us after the ceremony?" Lassiter said as he clasped his hands behind his back.

Juliet smiled, "Of course! I know I'd be excited to see my big brother on his big day! Even though he's AWOL right now, but that's beside the point." Juliet said with a nervous laugh.

Shawn grinned and wrapped an arm around Lassiter, "Well now, we seem to be accepting awards… Should we work on a speech together? We can talk about how we're like the dynamic duo, like the wonder twins, or batman and robin… Though if I HAVE to be robin I wanna be Dick Grayson, because at least he turns into Nightwing-"

"Spencer."

"Yes My Little-Lassie-Frassie?'

Lassiter cleared his throat and stepped away from the other male, "I'd appreciate it if you would keep out of my personal space." The detective said quietly.

Shawn nodded and backed up, "Personal space, gotcha." Shawn said quietly.

At this, Juliet smiled and clasped her hands, "Well then I'll get the station together for everything, you two hang tight and don't kill each other while I'm gone okay?" She said excitedly before turning and running away.

"Sure thing Jules!" Shawn said as he waved.

Easier said than done. Lassiter thought lamely.

The rest of the day went by without a hitch, Shawn and Lassiter accepted their awards in front of the rest of the police department and gave their speeches. Shawn, being the ever lovable man he always was put in a few warm words of praise concerning the head detective, which somehow sounded patronizing to the older man. Even so, after everything was said and done, the group of five ended up in a pizza joint down the road. The group ending up in Shawn and Gus' favorite booth.

Lassiter was fidgeting in his seat as he sat in the small booth, Spencer squishing him against the wall as he flailed about talking about his daring adventures as a child to his sister. Gus was sitting in-between the two females in the booth across from the two award-winners, occasionally eyeing the female Lassiter with a very interested gaze.

Lauren giggled, "Wow, sounds like you had a fun childhood. Carlton and I didn't go on many adventures as children, but we did have fun." Lauren said with a bright smile.

Shawn's interest perked up, "Really? Fun with Lassie-face? Oh do tell Lauren." Shawn said as he leaned in.

Lauren looked up thoughtfully, "Well, when I was a little girl and Carlton had to take care of me, we would always play 'Safe' which was a game where I would pretend to be in trouble, and he would have to come and save me." Lauren said with a smile

Juliet giggled, "That sounds so unlike Lassiter, wanting to be the knight in shining armor." The blonde said with a smile.

Lauren laughed, "It seems like that, yes. But my brother has always been protective of those he cares about. He's taken care of me since I was little, and when my mother couldn't play with me he was always more than happy to be my muse for as long as he was able." The younger Lassiter said with a twinkle in her eye.

Gus raised a brow, "You played games with Lassiter and your mother? Sounds like a very close family." He said thoughtfully.

Lauren cocked her head to the side curiously, "Your family wasn't like that Gus?"

Gus waved it off, "Me? Oh I had a family like that, it's just that Shawn's family wasn't- Ow!" Gus stopped talking and gave a weak glare at his friend, who was staring at him with a look that screamed 'really? You're talking about MY childhood with your not-girlfriend?'

This look didn't go unnoticed by the head detective, who eyed the silent exchange between the two friends curiously.

Lauren didn't seem to notice, and looked at Shawn with excited curiosity, "Oh, well your family must've done some things with you; you and your father seemed really close from what I saw…" Lauren said as she leaned in.

Shawn coughed and looked away nervously, "Well, yeah you could say that my father liked to test me… But I wouldn't say that they were games."

Lauren cocked her head to the side, "Really? What was it then?" She asked curiously.

"Yes Spencer, why don't you tell us what you mean." Lassiter said, he himself now curious as to what Shawn was trying to hide from them.

Shawn looked down, "Well, I guess in a way they were games… but they were more to strengthen my…" Shawn pursed his lips, "Gift."

Lauren smiled, "You mean your divining? He helped you develop it?" She asked, now extremely excited.

Shawn nodded, "Yeah… You could say that."

Lassiter was now completely curious, "How about you enlighten us? How exactly did he help you develop this gift?" Lassiter said in a tone that was neutral, but at the same time was laced with a hint that said he wasn't going to stop asking till he got answers.

Shawn shifted in his seat, "Well, I guess you could say he helped me to improve my focus, told me to take what I knew, what I saw, and help tune my energies so I get clearer… readings." Shawn said, trying to put it as carefully and imbedded in truth as possible.

Lauren felt herself bouncing a bit, "So, you can read anyone then? Not just crime scenes or culprits, but individual people?" She asked curiously.

Shawn smiled, "Well, yeah I guess. Though it's only little things unless the spirits are extremely talkative." The psychic said with an air of confidence.

The younger Lassiter bounced a bit more, "Well, how about you read me?" She asked in excitement.

Shawn scratched the back of his head, "I-I don't think that's such a good Idea-"

"I think it's a great idea." Lassiter intervened, "Why don't you read my sister?" The man said as he stared at the psychic intently, wanting to see the man and his psychic abilities up close Maybe I can figure it out if I see him close up… Lassiter thought.

Shawn shrugged, "Alright, if big Lassie says so." Shawn said.

Lauren smiled and looked around, "Do I need to umm… hold out my hands or something?"

Shawn shook his head, a smile on his face, "No, you don't. The spirits tell me that you… need glasses? Yes, you need corrective lenses. I'm also sensing that you live in New York New York… You're very kind you know… Giving blood to the American Red Cross… Which is good because you're blood type is the kind that can be given to anyone. You were in a relationship recently… I'm assuming it was serious but… Not anymore. I also sense that you… Paint in your spare time? If not, then you spend a lot of time around people who do." Shawn finished, crossing his arms with a smile.

Everyone sat and stared at Shawn, a look of shock on each of their faces.

Shawn looked around innocently, "What? It's what I do… Unless I was completely wrong, in which case that's not what I do, and I'm having an off day… I'm sorry if I'm having an off day."

Lauren shook her head and laughed nervously, "N-No! I just didn't expect you to be so… direct. Normally when I think psychic I think them asking me questions and trying to figure it out, not just giving it to me straight like that." She said as she smiled brightly, "You're the real deal aren't you."

Shawn waved it off "Eh, it's a gift I was just born with a 'third eye' so to speak." Shawn said as he puffed up.

"Why don't you read me then, Spencer?"

Shawn turned and stared at Lassiter, the head detective looking at him with an expectant gaze. Shawn shook his head, "No." the psychic said simply.

Lassiter raised a brow, "But your read my sister with no problems, why would I be different?"

Shawn looked down, "Because, There's nothing I can read about you that I don't already know…" Plus you don't have a tan line of a promise ring on your ring finger; or a purse with a bit of paint speckled on it sitting on the table with a contact lens case inside along with a donor card for the ARC in New York.

Lassiter crossed his arms, "Really? Then how's this, I'll ask a question about myself, and I'll see if you can answer it." The detective offered.

Shawn looked down, "That's not how my gift works Lassie, and you know it."

The table got silent, the tension between the two becoming almost tangible the longer the silence persisted.

Juliet cleared her throat, "W-Well, it is getting late. I should be going…" Juliet said as she noticed the tension between the two men.

Lauren nodded in agreement, "Y-Yeah… Juliet, I was going to ask if I can stay with you while I'm down here, I was going to stay in a hotel but I forgot to book." The female Lassiter said quietly.

Lassiter turned to his younger sister, "You can stay at my house if you want. I don't mind if it's you Lulu." Lassiter offered.

Lauren waved it off, "N-No, you have too many guns in the house. It makes me nervous." The younger Lassiter admitted quietly.

Gus smiled, "Well, you can stay at my house if you want Lauren, there's plenty of room-"

"Out of the question."

When Gus looked up and saw the glare on Lassiter's face, he felt sweat form on his brow, "Well then I guess I'll call it a night. Later Shawn." Gus said before standing up briskly, "Ladies." Gus said as a quick afterthought before racing to his car.

Juliet giggled, "Well I guess I'll leave the two of you to the bill, the money's already on the counter so you just need to wait so you can tip him." The blonde said before turning to the girl next to her, "Lauren, you want to get going?"

Lauren nodded, and got up, waving at the two boys before leaving with Juliet.

The two men sat in silence at the table for a while, neither one really knowing what to say.

"…So can you do it?"

Shawn looked up at Lassiter, "Do what exactly?" The psychic asked.

Lassiter sat back, "Answer a question about me. Can you answer it correctly?" Lassiter asked.

Shawn leaned forward, resting his chin on his hands as he put his elbows on the table, "Depends what the question is, and if my mojo's in the right place. Still, it doesn't hurt to ask." Shawn said as he looked at Lassiter with a curious gaze.

The head detective leaned back in the booth, his eyes shifting slightly as if he were contemplating whether or not what he was doing was a good idea. After a moment of silence Lassiter turned and looked at Shawn with a gravely serious look. "I like someone…" Lassiter said quietly. "Tell me, who is it that I like." The head detective finished.

Me.

Shawn wanted to scream that it was him, because if it was him it would make the psychic's life much easier and simpler. The problem was he honestly didn't know if he'd be willing to risk being wrong or not. Sure he could pretend he was joking if he was wrong, but at the same time if he was wrong it would crush his fairy-tale idea that Lassiter didn't just put up with him because he had to. So Shawn did the only other thing he could think of.

He shuddered and fell forward daintily.

Lassiter felt his blood pressure rise slightly as the detective let out a girly sigh and fell on him, the head detective shoving him off and rolling his eyes, "Very funny Spencer." Lassiter said curtly.

Shawn looked up as he put the back of his palm to his forehead in mock distress, "That question caused the spiritual energies around you to go abuzz, it was too much for me Lassie." Shawn said as he feigned a swoon.

Lassiter rubbed his temples and tried to calm himself. "You're infuriating Spencer." Lassiter managed to growl out.

When the man came back with the receipt, Lassiter felt like he couldn't get out of there quick enough.

Shawn ran after the detective, "Aww, C'mon Lassie, I'm sorry! I was just trying to lighten the mood!" Shawn yelled as he caught up to the older man.

Lassiter turned and gave a weak glare at the psychic, "Spencer, it's late. I'm tired, and I want to go home and rest. I have two days off starting tomorrow, and I want them to start off on the right foot. This is something that will not happen if I spend another second dealing with you and your idiocy." Lassiter said as he got in his car.

Shawn quickly rushed to Lassiter's car, knocking on the glass urgently.

Lassiter rolled down the window, "What is it Spencer."

"Umm… Well…" Shawn tried to think of something to say, "…Is that a new pen?" Shawn finished.

Lassiter stared at Shawn with an incredulous look before bringing a hand to his forehead and letting out a long, frustrated sigh, "Go home Spencer. Have a good night." Lassiter said before rolling up his window, and driving off, leaving the psychic by himself.

Shawn stomped his foot, is that a new pen? Really Shawn? I've heard better conversation starters from mute people! The psychic thought as he sulked his way to his bike. Oh well… I guess I'll go to the psych office and get a few things before heading home. Lassie-face will forgive me by tomorrow... Hopefully. Shawn thought to himself, trying to be optimistic.

Lassiter on the other hand was mad, but not at Shawn, more at himself. Of course he's going to make a joke out of it; it's Spencer you're talking about. The second he starts being even an iota of serious around anyone is the day the world will end. Lassiter thought as he drove down the road slightly over the speed limit. How many times do I have to remind myself that showing weakness in front of anyone is a bad idea, they just walk all over you. Lassiter thought as he fumed.

Still, after a few minutes the detective calmed down, sighing and looking out the window. He knew it was his fault for not predicting that Shawn would act that way, and besides, the man probably didn't think the detective any more than just a person he could play games with. I should just give up on Shawn… That's it. Starting tomorrow I'm done with this crush thing that I've been hanging off of. I'm going to take my vacation, and I'm going to enjoy it without that annoying fake-psychic. Lassiter finished to himself, a determined nod sealing the deal as he pulled into his driveway.

Little did Lassiter know that a storm was coming.

Oooh, something bad's gonna happen, NUUUU D:

Or it could just literally mean a storm is coming… or both XD

Now I love Juliet with a passion, so she's not gonna be the bad guy in this story. Sure I was a tad sad that they seem to be focusing a bit more on the romance in the show. But it was bound to happen. Still, I love her just as much in the show as I did before now that things have gotten passed the drama.

Review and stuff! See you soon!