Jane slowly opened her eyes. She smiled as she thought about the crazy dream she'd had the night before. Imagine getting sucked into the world of Psych. She sat up and slowly stretched. She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light. That's when Shawn came around the corner from the bathroom. Jane screamed and Shawn jumped dropping the clothes he was carrying in his hands.
"What?" He yelled back. "Did Gus let a mongoose in again?" Shawn carefully climbed up on a chair to be off the floor.
"I don't remember that episode." Jane mumbled as she remembered what had happened the night before.
"What did you say?" Shawn asked.
"Nothing," Jane supplied lamely. "Are those for me?" She pointed at the pile of clothes on the floor. Shawn nodded as he slowly got down from the chair.
"Yeah, you should at least wear the team colors if you're going to the game with us today." He tossed her a blue and white baseball t-shirt. Gus ended up picking them up for the game. Jane found herself smushed in the back of the blue echo that Gus drove.
"The game should be pretty easy," Gus was saying as he sped along the streets of Santa Barbara.
"Yeah, you guys are just playing the hairdressers right?" Jane asked. Gus shot Shawn another 'She is a stalker' look. "Anyways, it won't matter because Shawn will over throw first base five times." Shawn didn't say anything to that, but just glared at her using the rearview mirror.
After the game, they headed to the sports bar just like in the show. Jane found herself sitting between O'Hara and McNab. Lassiter had been avoiding her all day and only responded to her direct questions with grunts. Jane figured he was still freaked out from the night before.
"I'm suffering from something that has been known to plague athletes and international men of leisure." Shawn was explaining to the table. "It is known as the Yips."
"It should be known as the Sucks." Lassiter commented snidely before giving a head nod to McNab as the whole table smirked.
"Say what you want Lassie, but I have been seeing a sports psychiatrist and it has been helping."
"You over threw first base five times today." Juliet pointed out.
"Yes, and it could have been ten times." Shawn admitted. He paused and looked around the table. "Dude, they forgot my fries again." He complained to Gus. Jane smiled and then froze as she saw a black hooded figure lurking outside the bar. That's when she remembered what episode she was in. She got up hurriedly from the table and ran to catch up with Shawn.
"Shawn, you have to listen to me." Jane tried to get Shawn's attention as he marched determinedly up to the hostess. He turned to face Jane.
"No, I don't have to listen to you stalker girl. You predicted the exact number of times I would over throw first base, the points each team had, you even knew it was McNab's Birthday, which he doesn't even know we got him a cake for. I don't have to listen to you anymore, not until I get my fries." He went back to track down the hostess who had moved across the restaurant. Jane glared at his retreating back and then went back to the table. She grabbed Shawn's chair and scooted closer to Lassiter.
"Hey, you were sitting over there." He objected pointing at the place across the table where he had made Jane sit. Jane ignored his objection and looked back to the front of the store where she could see the black hood of who she knew to be Mr. Salamatchla.
"Just listen, there's a guy about to come in the door and he's going to have a gun and he's going to try to shoot you." She whispered to him. At the mention of the word gun Lassiter's head snapped towards the front door. "I know you have two guns with you." Jane said. Lassiter looked at her funny. "Don't ask how I know that, but we have to catch this guy instead of just scaring him off." Lassiter didn't hear that part because that's when Shawn came over to tell him about the guy with the gun. Lassiter stood up and yelled one of Jane's favorite lines from this case.
"It's the police! Freeze Douchebag!" Lassiter fired off dozens of bullets in the direction of Salamatchla. Jane ducked under the table and didn't come out until she didn't hear any more gunfire. The restaurant was in disarray, there was glass everywhere and Shawn was standing staring at Jane with a new found respect.
"What was that?" O'Hara asked as Lassiter put his guns away.
"That guy had a gun!" Both Jane and Shawn chorused. Jane glared at Shawn.
"One at a time," Lassiter snapped. "and O'Hara call the chief. I might have some explaining to do." Jane snickered, but pulled a straight face when Lassiter glared at her.
"The guy walked in the door with a gun." Shawn said and he raised a hand to his temple. "He wasn't here to rob the place. There was less than fifty dollars in the drawer."
"Spencer, don't be ridiculous." Lassiter said. "He was probably just a junkie looking for some quick cash. I've seen it before."
"No, Shawn's right he-" Jane interjected.
"Oh just be quiet! The both of you!" Lassiter cut her off mid sentence. He had finally snapped and was yelling at them. "It's bad enough that I have to deal with him and all his psychic bull crap." He pointed at Shawn. "I am getting sick of this psychic charade. The both of you can just leave," He motioned to McNabb who pulled on Jane's arm and led both her and Shawn out the door. He didn't let go of Jane's arm until they were on the other side of the police tape.
"Awww Buzz, c'mon man let us at least still be in the crime scene." Shawn complained trying to climb back under the tape, but the rookie cop held his ground. Jane grabbed Shawn's arm and pulled him off to the side.
"Shawn it's not about the money in the drawer." She tried explaining to him.
"I know that, I'm the one who pointed that out." Shawn reminded her.
"Yeah, but think about it. Who goes into a known cop bar to get money? He obviously had another plan right?" Jane was trying to lead him to the conclusion she already knew was coming.
"Right," Shawn said. Jane could practically see the wheels turning inside his head. "So he was there for something else…."
"He was there to shoot someone." Jane supplied not having the patience for Shawn to put the pieces together. "He was there to shoot Lassie."
"Who was there to shoot Lassiter?" Gus asked coming over to them. "And why did he kick you guys out?"
"He kicked us out because she made him mad." Shawn pointed at Jane.
"I was just telling him the truth. You're the one who annoys him all the time." Jane shot back. "Now there's a hotel key in the alley, but it doesn't matter because he dropped it on purpose."
"Right, and how about you just tell us who did so we can all go home tonight?" Shawn asked crossing his arms.
"I'm not telling you," Jane scoffed. "I'll tell Lassie." With that she stalked over to McNab and started talking to him. Shawn and Gus watched as the rookie's face went to one of surprise and then he took her back in the bar.
The chief was there now and she was talking with Lassiter as McNab brought Jane over to them. She was talking to Lassiter.
"The perpetrator came in the door. Spencer alerted me to a weapon and I fired off a few rounds. However he ran out the door before I could catch him."
"A few rounds?" She said raising her eyebrows in response to what Lassiter had told her. She then looked over at Jane. "Who is this?" She narrowed her eyes when she saw Jane's baseball shirt.
"This is a…." Lassiter tried to introduce her, but couldn't figure out what to call Jane.
"My name is Jane Adams and I know who the culprit is." Jane finished for him. "You're looking for Mr. Salamatchla."
"Salamatchla, I know that name." Lassiter said. "His son OD'd. The guy only got put away on a weapons charge. It was all I could get at the time.
"Exactly," Jane said. "He thinks you got it wrong and he's trying to serve justice in his own perverted way. If we don't catch up with him, someone is going to get seriously hurt or even die." The chief raised an eyebrow and looked at Lassiter. Lassiter was fidgeting and finally he sighed.
"Fine, I'll send a couple of uniforms to pick up Salamatchla." Lassiter said waving at McNab. Jane smiled at that. She hung around as they finished processing the crime scene and then headed back to the station with Shawn and Gus to make sure everything was going smoothly.
