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Chapter 4:

"Shawn, for the last time, you cannot keep leaving fast food wrappers in my car!" Gus yelled as Shawn finished off his fries by throwing the package on the floor.

Ashley smiled to herself in the back seat of the Blueberry. She could only image what it would be like for Shawn to have his own car. It really was a good thing he still had just a motorcycle, otherwise there would be piles upon piles of food packages and random knick knacks all over. She remembered once when he dared to drop something on the floor of their dad's police car, Shawn was grounded for a month and forced to clean every room in the house.

She was however, pulled from her thoughts when they stopped a few feet from a giant group of police cars. Stepping out of the car, Ashley scanned her surroundings. She remembered this place. It was an old park in the middle of town. It was really popular back when she was a kid, she assumed it still was. It obviously looked a lot different surrounded by police cars and cops. The most striking thing to catch her eye however was the square of the park outlined in yellow police tape. Followed by of course, the body that laid inside of it.

Ashley gasped. She never really came into contact with these situations and she began to seriously debate whether she should have come at all. Shawn and Gus, however, did not seem to be bothered by the sight before them and immediately started to make a beeline for the square. However, when Shawn noticed Ashley wasn't following, he turned around.

"Ash', you okay?" He asked sincerely.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Just… not used to this I guess."

"Look, if you want, you can wait in the car. It's…"

"No, no. I'll be fine. Really." Ashley insisted as she moved to walk toward the crime scene. Shawn looked as though he wanted to argue more but decided against it and followed her.

Shawn walked up to the same blonde girl from the police station, Juliet, Ashley remembered. He smiled flirtatiously and leaned over her shoulder as she inspected the crime scene.

"What do we got, Jules?" Juliet gasped as she turned around.

"Shawn! Stop it." She said annoyed as he began to laugh.

"I'm sorry! What do we got Detective?" Shawn rephrased with a smirk.

Juliet sighed then answered, "Female, 23. Looks like she was walking home from work at that restaurant around the corner."

Ashley took another look at the body on the ground. It was extremely pale and motionless with their eyes open. It was haunting but at the same time she couldn't see any visible wounds. Ashley was about to ask how they died, but suddenly the man crouching next to the body, inspecting it stood up. Ashley gasped, it was the man from the police station. He was the one with the extremely neat desk; Carlton Lassiter. He didn't notice her at first. His attention immediately turned to the duo she had arrived with.

"Spencer, we're all good here. You can go." He said. Ashley was a bit surprised at first but then she realized he was talking about her brother.

"C'mon Lassie, just let me have a look. I can sense something tinkling already!" Shawn exclaimed.

"Seriously?" Carlton asked, annoyed.

Shawn stared at the body intensely for a moment, Ashley knew he was looking for any clues, but suddenly he cried out and out and put his hand to his heart dramatically.

"Why! Oh, why, why, why!" He yelled as he stepped over the police tape.

Ashley looked around to gauge the reactions to Shawn's antics. Gus stood there sort of half playing along, he had a concerned expression on his face but at the same time he looked scared to death. Juliet actually seemed genuinely concerned, which meant she must truly believe Shawn's psychic. The Chief looked slightly annoyed, but mostly interested on where this was going. Finally, she took a good look at Carlton who was staring at the ground with his hand on his face, obviously visibly annoyed and done with Shawn's crazy actions. He had still yet to notice her, but she figured he had more important things on his mind right now. He did finally look up to watch Shawn look like a fool.

"Spencer, are you going to do anything besides shout and run around today?" Carlton asked.

"One question, Lassie; Why?"

"Why? Because I think it's extremely annoying and a waste of my time." Carlton replied.

"No. Why would the killer carve something into the victim's neck?" Shawn asked, standing up straight.

"To leave a mark, like a signature?" Juliet asked from a few feet away.

"Maybe. But does that look like a signature?" Shawn asked pointing to the body.

Carlton sighed and walked over to inspect the victim's neck, "It's a 'Y'."

"Exactly. But that's not a signature. So what could it be? Gang sign?" Shawn suggested.

"Their initials?" Ashley asked quietly from behind them.

Suddenly, everyone turned to look at her as if seeing her for the first time. Carlton had a shocked expression on his face. He was obviously trying to figure out why she was here. But he at the same time looked pleased to see her.

"Yes!" Shawn shouted, a look of pride on his face for his sister.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Who are you?" The Chief asked.

"Oh, um, I'm Shawn's sister; Ashley." Ashley replied.

The Chief raised her eyebrows but didn't seem overall shocked. Juliet looked angry and hurt, Ashley guessed Shawn hadn't really mentioned her. Ashley didn't want to look at Carlton but did after a minute. He looked like a was fighting something internally.

"Okay, well Mr. Spencer, you cannot just bring whomever you would like to crime scenes." The Chief stated after a minute.

"But she helped, see!" Shawn said.

"No. No civilians at the crime scenes."

"Shawn it's alright, I'll wait at the car." Ashley replied. She gave one last look toward Carlton and walked back.

Ashley really didn't want to get Shawn in trouble because she knew he probably got on the police department's bad side too often. She sat back and leaned against the Blueberry and watched them talking. Shawn was back to jumping around as if trying to make a point. Gus and Juliet looked like they were trying to calm him while at the same time figure out if he knew anything useful. Carlton wasn't saying anything, just standing there, thinking.

He really was quite handsome, in his own way. He ran his hand through his hair and nodded along with the conversation, pretending he was listening. Ashley just stared at him for a minute, captured by the way he would move his hands when he was thinking. Finally Ashley's face went red as he looked directly at her. She quickly diverted her gaze to a tree, but when she looked back, he was still staring at her. She couldn't read his face but he seemed to be studying her.

Finally, after a while, Shawn and Gus began to make their way back to the car. They both had giddy looks on their faces.

"C'mon Ash'. We got work to do!" Shawn said as he opened the car door.

Ashley took another look at Carlton. He was still looking at her. This time he nodded his head to the side as if telling her to follow him.

"Actually Shawn, why don't you and Gus go to that bakery down the road and get some food, I'll meet you there." Ashley quickly responded.

"But, where are you going to go?" Shawn asked, concerned.

"Oh, just on a walk. I missed this part of town and I haven't gotten the chance to just enjoy it." She lied.

"I don't think it's the best time to 'enjoy' it with a killer on the loose." he argued.

"I'll be fine Shawn. The police are right over there."

"Okay, we'll meet you there."

Ashley nodded as they pulled away from the park and down the road. She walked back in the direction of the crime scene. However, she stayed behind people to avoid being seen by Juliet or the Chief. Finally she reached a large patch of trees, not much was visible form within them. Carlton was waiting, leaning against a tree. However, as soon as he saw her, he quickly stood up straight and nodded.

"Right, so , um, something came up. I am not going to be able to meet for our dinner tonight. I apologize." he said.

Ashley stared at him for a second, then she crossed her arms, "You don't like my brother very much do you?"

He seemed taken off guard by this, "What? What makes you think that?"

"Maybe the way you were talking to him earlier. Or the way right when he showed up you got so annoyed?" Ashley suggested, taking a step closer.

"Okay, sure. I'm not a big fan of Spencer like most of this gullible city." He admitted.

"But here's the thing. I'm a Spencer too, and I think you won't go out with me because you don't like my brother." Ashley argued, taking another step.

"What? That's… That's…."

"Ture. Isn't it? What, you think me and Shawn are exactly alike? Because, believe me, we're not. And I really think it's completely immature of you to not go to dinner with me because you find my brother annoying."

Carlton hesitated for a moment, "Fine. I guess it just threw me a little off guard. And I didn't know Spen… Shawn had a sister. So I thought it might have been some plan of his to get you to go out with me and…."

"What? You though Shawn was playing a trick on you?" Ashley asked, surprised.

"Well, I mean I haven't had a date in… well, a while. And it would totally be something he would do!" Carlton began to get angry now, "And as much as everyone seems to just love him, it just makes me so mad because he's so immature and childish and unprofess…"

Ashley decided to silence him by standing on her tip toes and kissing him. She couldn't get over how cute he was when he got riled up about something. She also wanted to prove him wrong and show him that she really did want to go out with him. It wasn't some trick.

Carlton stood rooted to the spot in shock. But after a minute, he put his arms around her waist and responded to the kiss. Eventually, she pulled away, her arms still around his neck.

"See? I would really like to go to dinner with you Carlton." Ashley smiled.

"I think that can be arranged then."