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"Anything?" Lassiter asked as the third diver in less than an hour had resurfaced empty-handed. The diver shook his head in the negative. The SBPD had brought in four expert divers at Shawn's discovery, but so far none of them had been able to find the underwater graveyard. "Jesus, Spencer, how deep did you dive?!" Lassiter shouted over to Shawn, who sat with his back pressed against the cabin of the SBPD boat, a police blanket wrapped around his shoulders.
After debating for a good fifteen minutes about how to approach the situation, Gus had convinced Shawn to forgo orchestrating one of his spectacular visions and simply call the SBPD out to their current location. Shawn had agreed in part because they were running short on time and also because he knew it would be hard convincing the chief to bring out her deep-sea divers without any real evidence. Even so, Shawn had still told the chief it had been spirits that led him to investigate the location.
Once the chief had heard about the hand Shawn had found, she'd immediately called her Coast Guard sister and arranged for some of the best SBPD divers to go out on the waters to where Shawn and Gus were situated. When the boat carrying the divers and detectives had arrived, they had hitched the two boats together and Shawn and Gus had moved to the police boat in order to assist with the recovery mission.
Shawn, no longer in his wetsuit, couldn't seem to stop shivering even though it was mid-May and the Santa Barbara air was pleasantly warm. Juliet had immediately noticed and retrieved a blanket from the cabin of the boat, wrapping it around Shawn's shoulders and making sure he was okay before returning to her partner's side to help in the recon mission. Gus, meanwhile, was hanging around the forensics guys, asking them about all of their equipment.
At Lassiter's yell, Shawn pushed himself up and shuffled over to Juliet and Lassiter, the blanket still clutched around him. He checked his watch again, beginning to worry that they might not make it back before his dad got home. Two of the divers were waiting on the deck for further instructions.
"Can you give us any more details about where you found the bodies?" Juliet asked with much more tact than her partner had displayed a minute ago.
Shawn nodded, closing his eyes as he remembered his last dive. The diving gauge had been at around 95 feet when he'd found the cave, and he had gone a little deeper after that. Shawn opened his eyes and looked at Juliet. "Straight down off the side of my dad's boat, there's a cave about 95 feet below the surface. It kinda looks like Ursula's cave from the Little Mermaid," he explained, hearing Lassie's huff of annoyance.
"Go on," Juliet prodded, smiling at that.
Shawn closed his eyes again. "If you keep the opening to the cave on your right-hand side, the bodies are tied together and weighed down on a ledge just inside the cave. Be careful," Shawn said, directing his advice to the two divers that had been listening intently to Shawn's description, "one of the bodies jumped out at me." At the looks of confusion the divers and detectives shot him, Shawn continued. "You know in that scene from Jaws when Richard Dreyfuss is investigating the sunken boat and that guy's body pops out at him? It was just like that. Scared the shi..."
"Spencer, enough!" interrupted Lassiter. "Did you get that?" He asked the two divers. "Good, then get to it," he ordered at their twin nods.
Shawn turned away from Lassiter, planning to return to his seat against the cabin. His legs were beginning to cramp up and the stubborn coldness refused to go away. He felt Jules's hand on his elbow and he let her lead him towards his destination. Shawn sat down heavily, leaning his head back, eyes closed.
"Are you okay?" Juliet asked, crouching down in front of him.
Shawn opened his eyes and nodded. "Just tired."
"I can imagine," Juliet sympathized, but there was a hint of amusement in her voice. "After all, SCUBA diving must take a lot out of you." Shawn nodded in agreement. "How come you never told me you could SCUBA dive before?"
"I'm full of surprises, Jules. You should know that by now."
Juliet nodded, smiling. "I'm just disappointed I didn't get to see you in your wetsuit," she teased.
"I'll bring it to the cabin," Shawn said eagerly. "And I've got a spare for you, too. Though now that I'm thinking about it, no clothes is probably better..."
Juliet lightly slapped him on the knee. "Behave yourself, Shawn," she said sternly but her eyes were alight. "Besides, if we don't find the bodies, I won't be going anywhere with you this weekend." Juliet stood up all the way then, heading back towards Lassiter to see if they had made any progress. Shawn closed his eyes again, letting his head thud against the wall.
"They find anything?" Gus asked, sitting down so his shoulders were touching Shawn's.
"Not yet, but they will soon," Shawn answered confidently. They had to or else this weekend was going to suck. "You have fun with the forensics guys?"
Gus shrugged. "They didn't show me anything I didn't already know."
Shawn's laugh quickly turned into a moan of pain and he reached up to rub at his forehead.
"What's the matter?" Gus asked, immediately noticing the action.
"Head hurts a little. And my ears are ringing."
"I told you you were overdoing the whole diving thing. Maybe you should stay home this weekend."
"So you and Rachel can have the cabin all to yourselves? I don't think so, Buddy."
Gus laughed. "Had to try." He and Shawn sat quietly, watching the police activity on the boat. After a few minutes Gus felt Shawn's head heavy on his shoulder and heard his breathing steady out in sleep. They sat that way for about fifteen minutes, Gus trying his best not to move too much so he wouldn't wake up Shawn.
A celebratory shout from the side of the boat immediately shook Shawn out of his nap. He looked at Gus, the two of them trying to figure out what was going on. Gus helped Shawn stand, keeping a hand on his friend's back until he was steady. They headed toward the side of the boat, trying to get a good view.
Juliet caught sight of Shawn and hurried over. "They found the bodies, Shawn. It's going to take awhile for the divers to bring everything up, but this is great. I think we got him." She smiled broadly and kissed Shawn on the cheek before hurrying back to help out the divers.
"Lassie!" Shawn shouted, seeing the gangly detective walking past. Lassiter, clearly uncomfortable, made his way over to the duo.
"Adequate work, Spencer. Guster," he acknowledged, nodding and then walking away.
Shawn turned towards his best friend, grinning as they bumped fists. "You know that's right."
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