A little quick talk before the chapter begins- I realize extraterrestrial is one word, however I placed it as two for a reason in the story title. I'm not going to explain why as that'll give away some of the story. So just wait and you'll see.
Juliet quickly handed Bryne to Shawn as he moved behind the desk and away from the shooter. Juliet whipped out her pistol and pointed it at the man just like every cop in the building.
"It's okay." Shawn whispered rubbing Bryne's back as he cried.
"I don't want to hurt anybody," the shooter announced his gun pointed in the air.
"Sir, I need you put the weapon down." As Juliet had the highest rank in the room she was the one who spoke.
"I just need to send a message." The man said ignoring her.
"Put your gun down and you can tell us." Juliet gripped her gun trying to focus on the man and not on the whimpers coming from her son. She inched a little closer to the man.
"To Shawn Spencer." Juliet froze in her tracks. "His wife works here I know that. I don't know which one of you is her…" he looked around the room at all the female officers. "But you need to give him a message." Juliet opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by a voice.
"I'm his wife." Karen walked out of her office with her hands up. "I'll give him your message." The man looked her over then nodded.
"Daddy," Bryne sniffled burring his head in Shawn's neck as Shawn's arms tightened. "Shh…." Shawn tried to calm him. His arms were the only thing keeping him grounded to his son while his attention was focused on the madman with a gun and his wife.
"Someone's coming to play," he heard the man say before a burst of giggles, menacing giggles. "And if your husband plans to stay alive he better prepare. The odds are against him."
"Who is coming?" Karen questioned trying to get information.
"No, no, no you don't get to ask me questions." He waved the gun around. "This isn't how it works."
"Okay, you said play." Karen raised her hands higher, "What's the game?"
Another laugh, "This isn't a game. It's a match."
"To every match there are rules, what are their's?" Karen fired back.
"You just don't get it do you?" The man lowered his gun an inch and looked around the room again, "Oh and about your son Misses Spencer-!" Before he could finish a loud bang filled the room and the man fell to the ground as he was hit with a bullet.
"No!" Juliet yelled.
Several officers ran over to the fallen man to check his pulse and disarm him.
"Who shot him?!" Juliet holstered her gun, "Who the hell shot him?!" She screamed.
"Detective." Karen forcefully said trying to get her attention.
Behind the desk Shawn could feel himself shaking. A criminal had just called him out and brought his son into it no less. Closing his eyes and resting his head on the wood behind him Shawn heard nothing but the angry yells of his wife. He hadn't seen her this upset since he'd told her he wasn't psychic. A small hand clenching his shirt gave him the strength to lift his head and look down.
"Mommy," Bryne sniffled moving his head trying to get a glimpse of her. His face was red and tears were still running from his eyes. Shawn used his shirt to wipe Bryne's eyes before he shakily stood up. By now Juliet was in a heated discussion with Karen over the dead body.
"Juliet," Shawn gulped. She looked and ran over instantly taking Bryne from Shawn.
"My office." Karen signaled them follow her. Juliet grasped Shawn's hand and led him into the chief's office with James. "This changes things…"
"You think?" Juliet snapped hugging Bryne. Shawn sat down into of the chairs and silently stared at the glass fish on Karen's desk.
"Detective!" Karen warned.
"No chief, someone just came in and threatened my husband and had something to say about my son." Juliet turned and glared at James.
"I had the shot so I took it." James said.
"You could have let him finish."
"He did what was right O'Hara, you of all people should be aware of proper protocol." Karen sat into her chair.
"Protocol flew out the window when a gun was fired and my son was in the room." Juliet put a hand on Shawn's shoulder. Shawn didn't move.
"I understand your frustration Juliet. Remember, I'm a mother as well. But I need you to listen." Clearly Juliet wasn't going to listen as an employee; Karen hoped the mother connection would work. It seemed to as Juliet's features softened a little. "We will place all of you in protective custody. I'll even call Carlton and alert him to wants going on and Henry along with Maddie will be under protection as well. We will cover all bases and be prepared. But I can't do that with you exploding at coworkers." Karen motioned to James.
"They can't protect you or your family if you won't let them do their jobs properly. Do you understand?"
"Yes." Juliet nodded squeezing Shawn's shoulder.
"Are you getting any vibes Mister Spencer?" Karen turned to Shawn.
"No…" Shawn whispered shaking his head slowly.
"Are you alright?" Shawn didn't answer but continued to stare at the fish. Juliet gently placed Bryne into the chair next to Shawn and bent down.
"Baby?" she ran a hand through his hair.
"What if this is Ying and Yang again? Or bigger? What if they get Bryne?" He said frantically.
"I won't let that happen." Karen promised as Juliet hugged Shawn. "You have my word."
I got filthy ways
"Bryne don't jump on the bed." Juliet glanced up as Bryne landed on his butt again from the jump. From the station they'd been escorted to the apartment to gather belongings before arriving at the motel they'd be staying at until this mess was cleared.
"But mommy!" Bryne whined kicking his feet. Juliet admired little children. It was almost as if he'd forgotten the situation at the station. He'd been quiet for hours except for a "mommy" or "daddy" once in a while. But once they'd stepped foot in the room he had run over to the bed and had become the hyper child he was.
Juliet was sitting in a chair at the little table going over some files while Shawn sat with his back against the headboard and a pillow clutched to his chest. He too had gone uncharacteristically silent. At least he had stopped shaking Juliet thought as she looked at him. He was staring blankly at the TV which wasn't even on. Bryne slowly got off the bed and made his way towards the bathroom.
"Do you need help?" Juliet watched him walk.
"No mommy," Bryne said keeping the door open once he was in the bathroom. Juliet got out of the chair and got into the bed resting beside Shawn.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
It took a few seconds before he looked at her, "Yeah I'm just… nervous I guess." He took a deep breath.
"We'll get through this, together. Like we always do," Juliet stroked his cheek. Shawn leaned into her touch and closed his eyes. She kissed the side of his head then wrapped an arm around him to pull him close. Shawn laid down so his head was resting on her lap and her arm was curled around his shoulder with her hand resting on his chest. "I love you so much Shawn."
Soon Bryne left bathroom and carefully climbed back up onto the bed.
"Did you go potty? I didn't hear you flush." Juliet stroked Shawn's hair.
"Bill did." Bryne answered moving to lay next to his dad. Shawn wrapped an arm around him and pulled Bryne close.
"Since Bill's imaginary can't you just imagine him to where he doesn't have to pee?"
"No mommy," Bryne closed his eyes and snuggled closer in Shawn arms.
"Mmm," Juliet hummed continuing to run her fingers through Shawn's hair. "Let's get you boys ready for bed."
I'm tryna bathe my ape, (ape), in your milky way (way)
Santa Barbara: 2015
Carlton Lassiter leaned back into his chair and slowly loosened his tie as some of the lights in the bullpen went off. As usual he was one of the last ones in the station. Not that he minded the peace and quiet- oh no. He loved it. With Lily in school she always brought home friends so his house was always full with little screaming girls. Headaches waiting to happen.
"Dammit." He cursed as his phone rang breaking the silence, "Chief Carlton Lassiter." He answered.
"Carlton."
"Karen? Why are you calling so late?" He sat up as Karen explained the situation and what had happened that day, the threat towards Shawn and the mention of Bryne by the gunman. While Carlton was slightly aggravated that Shawn was being called out by some psycho his blood began to boil when he found out his godson had been mentioned as well. Shawn could take care of himself and it was often his fault that he was in these situations but Bryne was just a child. A small innocent child- the only "Spencer" Carlton could truly stand.
"What's the plan?" he asked.
"The family is in the protective custody up here. I'd appreciate if you could put Henry in it as well, I'll try and contact Madeline." Karen said.
"Of course." Carlton nodded. "I'll send some officer's to get him."
'Thank you Carlton. Oh and uh, let's keep this on the down low. I don't want this getting out of proportion."
"What about Guster?" Carlton waved two officers into his office.
"Didn't even think about him…" Karen confessed, "Collect him as well. Just to be safe."
"You got it." Carlton hug up the phone and redid his tie.
"Gentlemen. We have a situation."
I hope you guys liked this chapter! Yes Shawn may be a little out of character but if you look at it from "his" standpoint his son was mentioned by the same guy who just threatened him. That's enough to spook anyone. Anyways, leave a review~