AN: Hey guys, I'm going to try and update this story at least once a week, hopefully more. There will be more Shules to come as well:) Also, for the sake of the story Marlowe does not exist.

Enjoy and review! - Charlie

Chapter 3:

When Ashley woke up the next day it felt strange. Looking around at her childhood bedroom, she couldn't help but smile. This was nice and she could definitely get used to it. She got up and walked over to her suitcase. She hadn't unpacked her stuff because she was not sure how long she would be staying here, Yes, she loved being back in her childhood home, but she did hope to have her own place eventually. A place that would allow her to start over on her own, yet be surrounded by people who love her.

Walking downstairs, Ashley was surprised to see Shawn sitting at the kitchen table eating cereal like it was a completely normal thing for him. Henry was busy cooking something Ashley could not see. However, she soon realized Henry was making pancakes and french toast sticks; her favorite.

When she entered the kitchen, Henry looked up, "Good Morning!"

"Good morning to you too…" Ashley replied hesitantly. Her father was never a morning person.

"He's just happy you're here, because now he doesn't have to deal with me alone." Shawn replied to Ashley's unspoken question of why their father was so happy.

"That's not true Shawn." Henry defended, annoyed.

"Really? You sure?" Shawn insisted.

Henry looked around for a second and sighed, "Okay, maybe."

Ashley laughed, sure they were still fighting in a way, but this fighting seemed more lighthearted than twelve years ago. Before it was a "I hate you, you annoy me" sort of fighting but now it has more of a "haha very funny" type of thing. It drove her insane not knowing what's happened to the two of them in the years she's been gone that drove them closer together but whatever it was, she didn't care. Just as long as both of them seemed happy. And they truly did.

Just then Shawn's phone went off and he snatched it up in a second. Ashley wondered why he would be so eager to answer his phone because she only ever remembered him talking to Gus and she didn't think he would get that excited about a friend he saw every day.

"Hey Chief, how are you this fine morning?" Shawn answered into his phone.

The Chief? The Chief of Police? Ashley had no idea the Chief actually called Shawn directly. She also still couldn't believe the police department actually thought Shawn was psychic.

"Yeah, okay. Be right there." Shawn hung up and headed for the door.

Ashley followed, "Where are you going?"

"Crime scene. They need my psychic expertise."

"Does this happen often? They just call you when something comes up?" Ashley asked, crossing her arms.

"Pretty much. I'm kind of a big thing." Shawn smiled cockily.

"I'm sure," She replied sarcastically, "Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Ashley made a move to step forward but Shawn's hand shot out.

"Um, what do you mean we?"

"I'm coming with you." Ashley replied as if it were obvious.

"No, you're not. Far too dangerous. You have no idea what could be going on there right now." Shawn argued.

"Ah, come on Shawn. Let her go. If it was really that dangerous, Karen wouldn't even be letting you go." Henry joked.

"Because I'm too valuable?"

"No Shawn, because you'd get in the way." Henry replied with a smirk.

Shawn glared at Henry then faced Ashley, "Ugh, fine."

"Yay!" Ashley jumped as she headed to the door, "Bye dad!"

"You kids have fun…. at your crime scene." Henry said laughing.

Shawn rolled his eyes and handed Ashley a helmet. "Let's just go."

"Um, Shawn, I thought we were going to a crime scene? Is this it? Was someone murdered at a pharmaceutical building?" Ashley asked as she got off the motorcycle.

"No. We're getting Gus."

"Well, if he's here, isn't he working. Would he even be able to leave?"

Shawn gave her a confused look, "What are you talking about. I've got the priority here, not some stupid day job."

Ashley raised an eyebrow as she followed him inside. Something told her that wasn't true in Gus' case.

Inside, there were tons of people walking around in formal wear. All looking as if they were bored as hell. To her, this seemed like the worst job in the world. Sure, she worked in an office in London, but she wasn't there all the time. She had plenty of opportunities to get out and interview different people.

Finally they reached Gus' desk where it looked like he was busy frantically typing something into his computer.

"Yo, Gus, look who's here." Shawn shouted.

Gus' head fell in annoyance before he turned in his chair, "Really Shawn? Not right now, I'm… Ashley?"

"Hey!" Ashley waved. She had always liked Gus. He was nice and sensible. The complete opposite of Shawn when they were younger.

"Oh, my gosh!" Gus quickly got up and enveloped her in a tight hug. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in a different country?"

"I just flew in yesterday!"

"Why? I mean it's not like it isn't good to see you… But you were in London! That sounds amazing!"

"Yeah, well it wasn't all it was cracked up to be. But enough about me, I hear you're now a detective alongside my brother? Psychic detectives, I might add."

"Oh no, Shawn's the only 'psychic' one. I'm there for the added suave and brains of the business.

Shawn snorted behind them, "Sure you are buddy."

Gus glared at him over Ashley's head, "You can suck it Shawn."

"You suck it!" Shawn shouted, "But really, Chief needs us. We must go." When Gus made no move to leave, Shawn clarified, "Right now."

"I can't Shawn. I have a ton of paperwork that needs to be done by tomorrow. I don't have time to…"

"Aw, come on Gus! On Ashley's second day back, you are going to deny her the joy of spending it with her like old times?" Shawn put his hand to his chest dramatically.

"I don't think going to a crime scene counts as the 'old times' Shawn." Gus argued.

Ashley listened quietly to the exchange between friends. While both men looked different and were certainly different people than she remembered, they still fought like they used to. She figured any input she tried to give would be stopped by a "shush!" from one of them like they did when they were younger. They went into their own little world when they fought. Just as if no one else was around because their only goal was to one up the other.

"Please Gus!" Shawn asked sincerely.

"Fine. But I better be back here by 4!" Gus replied.

"Okay, don't worry. Your boring job will be here when you get back, I'm sure."

Ashley laughed. That's how most of their arguments ended in the past too. Shawn would beg and Gus would give in, but at the same time try to keep his cool by laying some rules or something. Shawn would then humor Gus by agreeing to them even though he never meant a word he said. It was amusing really how predictable they could be some times.

"Whatever! What even happened Shawn?" Gus asked, annoyed.

"You'll just have to wait and see when we get there!" Shawn explained and then turned to head for the exit.