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Me: *being draged by Gus* No! I can't show myself here! Let's just give them the story and go!
Gus: No. You need to apologize to your readers for how long it took you to finish.
Me: You don't understand! They'll kill me on sight for how long it took me!
Shawn: *taking one long slurp of his smoothie* Aww come on! They can't be that bad can they?!
Mob: *shoot arrow through the cup sticking it to the wall*
Gus and Me: Aaaaahhg! What the--!
Shawn: *looks at his smoothie with wide eyes* Nooooo! My smoothie!
Me: *turned to Gus* You see!
Gus: Ok, I see your point. Come on Shawn! *The two of us drag Shawn away to safety*
Shawn: I'll avenge you my froze fruity friend! This I swear!
...
Shawn's eyes started twitching until he was able to open them. He was disoriented at first but he manage to focus on the room.
"Wait. I'm in heaven? But Allan said I was going to wake up! " He his eyes glance thought the room he saw all the different pineapple confections littering every inch of the room. Then he heard the beeping of the monitors and smelled the sterile stench that announced a hospital room. Shawn felt a familiar pressure in his chest that meant he had been incubated while in his coma.
"Great." He thought.
Shawn continued searching the room until he found the sleeping forms of his father and his best friend. Since he was unable to call out to them, he started searching for a way to get their attention. He saw a tray of grapes by his bed and smiled inwardly. Raising his hand was harder than he expected but he managed to get it to the tray. Now armed with his projectile he started throwing the fruit in hopes that one of them managed to wake them up. Luckily, one of them managed to hit Gus right in the head, startling him awake. Gus started to look through the room to see what had awakened him only to see grapes on the floor.
And Shawn's hand waving at him.
"Shawn!" Gus shriek in delight, awaking the slumbering man beside him. Henry Spencer awoke startle, thinking that something had happened to his son while he slept but before he could say anything, he saw his son's best friend jumping up and down with an enormous smile. Then he laid his eyes on Shawn, expecting to see his eyes closed. But instead he saw Shawn's eyes shifting towards him and raised his hand to talk in sign language. He thought the boy's years ago so he was a bit rusty but still he understood.
"Morning sleepy head." Shawn signaled.
"Shawn" Henry whispered with a ghost of a smile before running to his bed. As he got there, the door burst open revealing the doctor and a nurse rushing to his bed.
"Hello Shawn. It's good to see you're awake. " The doctor said. Henry and Gus gave the doctor and the nurse some space for them to work. While they checked up on his vital signs, Shawn began to signal Gus to translate to the doctor.
"He's saying that it's good to be seen but he would like you to take the tube out" Gus replied dutifully to the doctor
"Well, your lungs have started breatheing on their own so I don't see a problem with it. Just a moment" The nurse and the doctor began to unhook all the machines connected to Shawn. As soon as the tube was out, Shawn tried talking but it came out as a faint squeak. Henry was prepared for this and took the ice chips from the table.
"Here Shawn" He helped Shawn raised his head high enough to give him a couple of them. Shawn looked grateful and started chewing on them, quickly feeling the chips soothe his abused throat. He cleared his throat and tried speaking again,
"How long-- How long was I asleep?" Shawn asked gruffly.
"3 weeks." Gus said eyes turning darker at the thought.
"Shawn, do you remember what happened?" The doctor asked. Shawn's eyes widen at the memories and started fidgeting in his bed.
"Allan! Did they--" Shawn started asking but was calmed by Gus' words
"Yeah Shawn, they got him." At this, Shawn relaxed.
"Good." He said
"Ok I have to get another patient but he needs to rest. It was a pleasure meeting you Shawn." The doctor said smiling and he followed the nurse out. Shawn saw his dad having a familiar look on his face. After the doctor got out of the room, Henry turned to Gus and asked,
"Gus, could you go get me some coffee?" Gus stared at him confused, not wanting to leave Shawn's side now that he's awake.
"But--" He started asking but he was interrupted by a certain psychic.
"No Gus don't! It's a trap!" Shawn said frantic, knowing that if Gus left them alone, his father will most certainly scold him to death. Gus seemed to realize this and started smirking knowing that he might not need to preach his friend after all.
"Yeah, sure thing Mr. Spencer." Gus said as he started walking out the door. Shawn's became nervous as his father slowly closed the door. Henry turned to face his son, his face livid.
"Shawn, what the HELL is wrong with you! You should've gone to the hospital the second you woke up from the crash! Hate to tell you this pal but you are not invincible!" Henry said fuming. Henry was relieved to see Shawn awake but he was so angry that he was careless enough to do this to him.
"But--" Shaw tried to say something but Henry wouldn't have it.
"No Shawn! This has got to be the stupidest stunt you pulled! Do you have any idea what I went through when Karen called me?!"
"Dad I--" Shawn tried again but was shocked by the next thing Henry said,
"You died two times in the operating table Shawn! They barely manage to get you back!" Henry said beaten. He remembered when the doctors said that, he felt his entire being crumble. The thought of how close his only son came to death lay heavy on his conscience. He looked him right in the eyes and said,
"I hope you know how damn lucky you are kid!" Shawn could see the truth of that statement in his father's eyes and know that he wasn't exaggerating.
"Dad!" At this, Henry stopped to see Shawn's somber eyes.
"I do." Shawn said, giving his dad a small nod. Henry calmed himself a bit and fell to his seat. He raised his head to look at his son, remembering something.
"Carol came by. She wanted to tell you thank you" He said shrugging. Shaw was surprised by this. Carol was Allan's wife and was as much a part of his family as Allan was.
"Thank me? What for?" He asked baffled. Henry raised one eyebrow and gave Shawn a small smile.
"For figuring out who killed Allan. For bringing the bastard to justice and giving her some closure." Henry was baffled by how thick his son could be sometimes. Hearing this Shawn gave him a huge smile and happily replied,
"Well, it was the least I could do after all the things they did for us!"
"Yeah" Henry said in content remembering old times with his long-time friend. He looked at Shawn's grinning face and a sly smile appeared on his own.
"Oh and by the way. If you think for a second that I'm going to let you see your bike soon, then the concussion must've been worst than we thought." Shawn's smile vanished from his face as he turned to face him, his eyes wide with worry.
"Say what!" He started saying before he heard a knock at the door. Gus entered with one hand covering his face.
"Hey, are you guys still alive?" He asked while peaking through his hand.
"Yeah, no thanks to you! Traitor!" Shawn seethed while crossing his arms.
"Hey! You would've run too if you could!" Gus defended himself.
"Fair enough" Shawn replied.
"Anyway. Look who I found downstairs!" Gus said happily as he opened the door. A tall man with dark hair and a pineapple in hand entered. He was dressed in his usual uniform and Shawn was surprised to see him at this time.
"Buzz?!" Shawn said. Buzz had a colossal smile seeing the young Psychic awake. He placed the pineapple on a nearby table and went to his friend side.
"Shawn! You finally woke up! Welcome back buddy!" Buzz said happily.
"What are you doing here Buzz? Don't you usually take your lunch break now?" Shawn asked him curiously.
"Buzz has been coming here during his break everyday to check up on you since the accident." Gus answer but Shawn looked even more confused by this.
"But after what I said at the station I though no one would like to see me." Shawn said unhappily as he lowered his head.
"Are you kidding! Everyone at the station is worried sick about you! Shawn everyone feels terrible about what happened." Buzz couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Buzz has been the only one who dared come visit you during all this time from the station." Gus said appraisingly. He knew that Shawn would most likely be blaming himself for what happened but he still held some resentment towards the station.
"Why would they be afraid?" Shawn said raising his head.
"Because Shawn. They're afraid that you won't forgive them." Buzz said somberly. He still couldn't believe what his superiors had said to Shawn that night.
"Forgive them! There's nothing to forgive! From what Gus told me about what happened, I'm surprised that after all the things Shawn has done for the department they would at least appreciate him! But instead none of your so called detectives figured out that my son was hurt! Let them suffer for all I care!" Henry said fiercely. He was affronted that the department treated his son so badly when the only thing he was trying to do was help. Shawn turned to him with wide eyes.
"Dad!" Shawn said harshly.
"What?! It's true!" Henry shrugged, calming himself a bit. Shawn then turned to Buzz.
"Buzz, none of them should feel like they need to apologize! I'm the one who should apologize not them!" Shawn said determined. Buzz was confused by this.
"Shawn what are--?" He started saying but Shawn cut him off.
"I said so many mean things to all of them! I should've--" Shawn started to explain but Buzz cut him off.
"Shawn!" he said blustering. Shawn stopped talking at this point and looked at Buzz.
"You shouldn't apologize! What you said was the truth. Plain and simple" He said with a small smile, hopeful that he could make his friend feel better.
"I just wish it didn't have to come to that for them to realize it." He said bitterly. Shawn smiled seeing how protective Buzz can be of him.
"Thanks Buzz." Shawn said but he saw how Buzz started fidgeting about what he was about to ask next. Buzz refused to look at him directly as he started asking.
"And Shawn? The Chief and the rest of the station were wondering if you could reconsider working on cases with us again. That is, if you want to." Buzz raised his head to see three pairs of eyes widen. Gus and Henry turned to see Shawn disbelieving face. Shawn lowered his face and said whispering "Well…"He raise his head "I'm, not sure." He finally enounced. Buzz eyes became sad for a second but then replaced it with a smile that didn't reach his face. He knew that it would take time for Shawn to come to terms with what happened.
"Well, I have to get going but would you mind if Francine and I came visit you sometime later?" Shawn smiled at this as a welcome distraction.
"Of course!" He said happily.
"Ok! Feel better!" Buzz said as he was going out. When the door closed, Shawn face became uncertain with the thought of returning to the station. Henry place a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"Son, are you sure?" Henry questioned. He knew his son needed to take this decision on his own. Shawn tuned his head towards him and gave a slight shrugged.
"Not so much" Shawn replied sadly. Then he turned to see Gus and asked,
"Gus? What do you think?"
"You know I'm with you no matter what you choose." Gus said while raising his fist. Shawn smiled and raised his fist to complete the bump. The three men became quiet, each left to think of what would come.
"Hey! Do you think I can eat some of the pineapple? I'm starving!" Shawn said happily.
Well, Shawn was never one for quiet…
2 weeks later…
The station continued on working but all of them felt that a spark had been ripped from their lives. Ever since that horrific night were they almost lost their Pseudo Psychic, they now understood how much he had help them before. It wasn't only with the cases. Some mornings Shawn would come in with a box filled with doughnuts, or he would just stick around joking with everyone when it was a slow day. And when they did hire him for cases, He managed to solve some that were deemed unsolvable by accusing a dinosaur or even ghosts. When Buzz told them that Shawn woke up from his coma, they felt relieved course through them, and when he told them that he didn't blame them they felt relieved, but Buzz warned them that Shawn was reluctant to come back to work with them and they could only blame themselves for it. But still, they continued on. Hoping that their psychic could find it in his heart to forgive them. As a couple of officer pass down a corridor, they didn't seemed to notice a pair of shrubs rustling in the corner. Gus voice came from one of the shrubs whispering,
"Shawn, I know I said I was with you no matter what you choose to do but…" Gus's head came from his shrub costume for some air and turned to see the hazel eyes peeking from within the second one.
"I didn't expect you to make me hide in a shrub inside the station!" Gus hissed angrily. Shawn turned to his friend and placed a finger over his mouth.
"Hush! Dude, do you want to get caught?" Shawn hissed. Gus smacked his finger away and Shawn turned to continued watching the chief's offices door.
"What are we doing here anyway?!" Gus demanded. Shawn turned to face him again with a mock hurt face.
"Didn't you pay any attention at the mission briefing? I even color coded it and everything!" Shawn said pouting. Gus rolled his eyes at this and Shawn glared at him.
"Well!" Gus asked.
"Nuh uh! First apologize for to paying attention at my briefing." Said Shawn from his hiding place.
"Fine! I'm sorry! Now can you please tell me what the heck we are doing?!" Gus asked.
"Well, you know the things I said in "The Incident"! If I'm going to show my face to them, we need to approach this as slow and as safely as we can!" Shawn said while returning to his previous position.
"But when--" Gus was silence by Shawn's finger once more.
"Wait for it! Wait for iiiiiiittttttttt!" He said quietly. A couple of seconds passed before the door opened showing Detective Lassiter coming out of his meeting turning towards the end of the hall. The two of them duck into their camouflage as he passed by them. As soon as the detective was out of reach, Shawn's head peak through his hiding with a mischievous smiled.
"Boom!" He said
"That's your big plan! Wait for the man who would probably shoot you on sight after what happened to go to the bathroom and barge in the Chief's office, begging for mercy?!" Gus exclaimed. Shawn turned to see him appearing offended.
"Noooo!" He stated closing his eyes. But as he peeked through one he saw Gus glaring at him.
"…I planned on entering slowly, protecting my hair!" He said smiling. Now Shawn began advancing the shrub towards the office with Gus reluctantly on tow. As they arrive to the door, Shawn began coming out of the camouflage and started rummaging through his jacket while ignoring the bewildered looks that some of the officers had when they started seeing the psychic and friend coming out of shrubs in the middle of the day.
"Now let's go! We're running out of time here!" Shawn said as he got a slender ruler with a white rag attached to the tip from the jacket. His eyes showed a nervous glint as he knocked on the door.
The two women inside the office looked towards the door. The two of them found it weird at how fast Lassiter came back from the bathroom.
"That was fast!" Juliet said. But instead of seeing the usual gruff detective, the door open just enough for a white flag to be waved at them.
"What the--" The Chief exclaimed before the two women were surprised to hear a familiar voice they thought they would never hear from again.
"Don't shoot! We come in peace!" said Shawn as the two of them entered. Although what the two women saw, was Shawn hiding behind an irritated Gus.
"Shawn?!" Said an incredulous Jules. As if on qew, Shawn started releasing Gus's as a shield and came with a dazzling smile. Just as they remember him, so happy and jovial. But the two women weren't fooled. Shawn's eyes showed uneasiness, as if he didn't think he was welcomed here.
"Morning Jules, Chief!" Shawn said happily. The Chief was trying very hard to stop the smile creeping to show but was failing miserably. She was just too glad to see the Psychic.
"Mr. Spencer, how are you feeling?" She asked in concern. Buzz had been kind enough to be the stations link between the Spencer's and them. But she had to see for herself that he was truly ok. Shawn just smiled at this.
"Good as new!" He said while patting his chest. But that seemed to be a bad idea. As soon as his hand hit his chest, he felt a small shot of pain in his ribs. At once he started coughing uncontrollably which worried the two women exponentially. "Shawn!" "Mr. Spencer!" They said at the same time. Gus place a hand on Shawn's back and rubbed in circles to help soothe the coughing and it seemed to help. Soon, Shawn was able to stop coughing.
"Damn it Shawn, stop doing that! Remember your ribs are still sore!" Gus said aggravated.
"Right! Sorry!" Shawn could only smirk while he stood upright.
"I'm ok now!" He said grinning. The two women sighed in relieve. They looked at each other with reluctant eyes, knowing that they had some blame for what happened to him.
"Mr. Spencer, I would like to apolo--" The Chief started saying but Shawn interrupted her.
"Stop it right there Chief!" Shawn said exclaiming. Both the Chief and Juliet were stunned at his reaction.
"Excuse me?" The Chief asked perplexed. Shawn looked from her to Juliet and back at her, raising one finger as in lecture towards Chief Vick.
"I didn't spent 3 hours of planning just so you can beat me to the punch!" Shawn stated. Gus turned to him with an incredulous looked on his face.
"You spent 3 hours on this?" He asked. Shawn turned to him abashed by the question.
"That's not important!" He exclaimed. Before Gus could answer Juliet intervened.
"Guys what's going on?!" She asked. Shawn turned his head with a bewildered expression.
"I came here to apologize of course!" He said as if it were obvious. The two women's eyes widen at this and interchanged looks before Shawn continued. Shawn advanced towards the Chief's desk and looked her right in her eyes.
"I wanted to say sorry for all the things I said to you. Chief, you are by far the coolest, most awesomest and capable Chief I've met! And with all the things you've had to put up with me, I think you're up for canonization!" Shawn said. Chief Vick's eyes moisten a bit but still held the incredulous look. Shawn then turned to see Juliet who had her hands over her heart in disbelieve.
"And Jules. I'm so sorry for the things I said! Believe me when I say that the only tears I want to be the cause of are tears of joy. And maybe laughter. Some giggling may be involved. But never in sadness." Shawn turned to look at the Chief and then at Juliet.
"Would you two please forgive me?" He asked hopeful. The two women couldn't believe what they just heard. The Psychic who they had treated so badly. The man who had climbed out of a crash to give them a cop's killer personally, only to be trample on and verbally abused to the point of death. A man, who had to possess the most innocent of hearts, was asking them to forgive him. The two looked at each other, incredulous of what they just heard. Finally the Chief manage to speak,
"Mr. Spen—Shawn. We are the ones who should be apologizing! After all you have done for us and the station we should've treated you far better than we did." Shaw was taken aback by this.
"Yes! Shawn, everyone here feels terrible about what happened!" Juliet said. Shawn turned to her with hopeful eyes.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yes!" Juliet desperately replied. Shawn turned to see both of them with a sly smile.
"Terrible enough to let me work with you guys again?!" He asked. At this, their face broke into giant smiles. All of them turned to see Chief Vick for her answer.
"Wouldn't have it any other way." She said as her smile grew wider. Shawn's face broke into a humongous grin as they saw that his eyes got their natural mischievous glint. Shawn spined towards Gus jumping up and down. Gus face had a smiled rivaling Shawn's. Shawn started saying,
"Sweet! See Gus! My plan work perfe--" But the rest was interrupted as the door opened.
"Spencer?!" Lassiter said stunned. He couldn't believe that Spencer had returned after all the things that were said to him. Especially from him. But everyone was even more perplexed when they heard a girlish squeal.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Said Shawn as he ran toward Jules cowering behind her. He held her by the shoulders like a shield.
"Jules! Protect me!" Shawn exclaimed. Juliet looked slightly perplexed at the situation like everyone else in the room.
"Huh?" She said.
"Spencer what are you doing hiding behind O'Hara?" said Lassiter as he put his hands on his hips. Shawn pokes his head from behind his "shield" and raised an eyebrow.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm protecting myself." He explained. Everyone in the room but Gus looked confused.
"From who?" Lassiter asked
"You" At this everyone but Lassiter realized what the psychics fears came from. Lassiter was indignated by this.
"Why in the name of sweet lady justice would I want to harm you?!" He asked a little peeved. Shaw poked his head out again and said pouting,
"Well! Last time we talked, I ended up insulting you and everyone in the precinct. Considering how little patience you have for me, do you really blame me?" Now Lassiter understood. Ever since that night he had been blaming himself for what happened to Spencer. He was supposed to be the detective. He was supposed to notice every minute detail. He was sure that if he just looked straight at Spencer that night, he would've noticed that there was something odd about the young Pseudo Psychic. That he was hurt. Hell, even when he was hurt, Spencer still managed to solve the case. Lassiter's eyes soften a bit and looked away from Shawn as he started saying,
"Listen Spencer. About what happened… I'm sooo…" Lassiter stuttered. Damn it! I need to say it! He thought. The others were amazed of what they were witnessing. Lassiter took a deep breath.
"I'm sooorr…." He started saying but stopped short when he heard Shawn.
"Is he actually trying to apologize?" Shawn whispered loudly to Gus. Lassiter became exasperated at this.
"Would you just--" He said while advancing closer to Shawn. When Shawn saw this, his eyes grew wide. He took one of Juliet's hands and started swapping it like a stick. "Shawn! What are you --!"
"Ahhhh! No! Stay back you mutt!" Shawn warned as he managed to hit Lassiter several times. Lassiter's calm finally snapped, forgetting all thoughts of apologies.
"Ok you know what! Forget it! Come here Spencer!" He said as he got around Juliet to get to Shawn. But Shawn saw his moves and has able to dodge him just in time. He started running through the office to avoid Lassiter, while the Chief and Juliet sat smiling at the scene.
"Ahhhhh! Gus quick! Execute plan T-Bone!" Shawn said desperately. Gus looked lost at the command.
"What? Shawn I didn't pay attention remember!" He stated. At this Shawn's face looked annoyed at the fact. He then turned to the Chief.
"Oh come on! Chief, do something!" Shawn pleaded but she simply just smirked. The rest of the station had great smiles on their faces. Everyone knew that from what they could hear in the office, it looked like their psychic returned to them. The simple fact made the station a little bit brighter, the sounds a bit more cheerful. But now that they had experienced how much they rely on their psychic, there was nothing they wouldn't do to protect his stay.
*CRASH!*
"Mr. Spencer!!!"
"Ups…"
Well, that is if Shawn doesn't get's fired first…
The End.
Me: *on my knees* My sincerest apologies for how long it took me to finish!
Me: I swear to be more prompt with the next one after I finish with all my college stuff!
Mob: ... Fine...
Me: *Raise my head with a smile* Oh thank y--
Shawn: *appears out of nowere. Takes out a paintball gun* Afternoon readers! This is my weapon! Prepare to pay!
Me: Shawn what are you doing!
Shawn: Revenge is a dish best serve with pineapple!
Mob: *being pelted with paintballs*
Me: *I stared at the fruity scented carnage* Were those paintballs filled with pineapple smoothie?
Shawn: Yeap!
Me: *turning to Gus* You know. If we give him to them, they might let us go?
Gus: Sounds like a plan.
*Grabs Shawn by the shoulder and pushes him toward the Mob*
Shawn: Guys come on can't we talk about this?! *mob drags him to them*
Shawn: Whaaah!
I hope you trully enjoyed the story as much as I did!
But I'm afraid that updates on "What's a ten letter word for murder?" will be terribly slow. As of right now I'm doing some college stuff that needs to be done. But do not despair *Or throw objects at me*. I'll try to leave you a couple of chapters before I completly go of the grid. :D
*Dodges tomato*
HEY! I saw that!...