When everyone had arrived, Shawn lead the group to the driveway and sat down in the middle of it, his fingertips to his head as always. "Spencer, what are you doing?" Lassiter asked.

"I must sit on the ground and feel the heat from the pavement in order to read everything properly," he answered. "I see...glitter! Shiny...glimmering...gold! Yes, we are all looking for a gold fleck." Everybody looked down and searched until Juliet said, "Found it!"

Shawn got up and looked at the tiny piece of gold she had on her finger. "Perfect! Thank you, Jules. What'd we do without you?" She smiled warmly and Shawn continued, "Lassie, evidence bag." Shawn held out his hand and Lassiter handed him a bag in a manner that reminded Chuck of Casey.

After taking the bag, Shawn grabbed Juliet's hand gently and carefully put the piece of gold in the bag, then closed it up. When he was done, he gave the small sack to Juliet and walked back to the middle of the driveway, sticking his hands out. Chuck could tell that he was thinking hard.

Suddenly, he turned to Gus. "Wasn't that car in the same place yesterday?" He said, pointing to a white sedan parked across the street by the side of the road.

"Yeah, I think it was," Gus responded.

"Actually, that car's been here for a few days now. It doesn't belong to anyone around here, and it hasn't moved since it's been there," Sarah said.

"That's Ollie's," he said. "That's Ollie's car."

"We won't know that for sure until we check out the license plates, Spencer," said Lassiter.

"We will. But it works out. Ollie knew that there was gold under the paint of Brent's car. When he came to pick the car up, Ollie probably followed him back here. He parked his car right over there, got out and came to the driveway as Brent was going inside. Maybe they talked for a little bit, but I'm sensing that Ollie threatened Brent and told him to get in the car, and he drove it off with him inside."

Tears rolled down Sarah's cheeks yet again. Shawn began to comfort her once more and Chuck stood awkwardly. "He could be anywhere by now," she cried.

Shawn assured Sarah that they'd find him, and she said that she'd had enough for one day. After driving back to the Psych office, Chuck and Sarah drove around the block and then went to join Casey. Again, they listened to Shawn and Gus' conversation.

"Okay, Shawn, how did you do all that today?" Gus asked.

"Where? You mean at the station or at Brent's place?"

"Both."

"First of all, I noticed that one of the scraping...tool...thingies near where Harold the mechanic was had a little bit of gold on it, and I'm almost positive it wasn't paint, so obviously our friend Ollie had used it on Brent's car if Harold's telling the truth. I knew that if there was a paint scratch on the car like Harold said, there would probably be gold somewhere on the driveway. Last but not least, at Brent's house, when I sat down I realized that I was resting my butt on broken glass."

"You were sitting on shards of broken glass?"

"Yes, and it was extremely uncomfortable. I realized that there must have been some sort of struggle, and a window was broken. Maybe Ollie punched in the car window to show how serious he was."

"And what about Sarah? Are you gonna ask her out?"

"I'm thinking about it. Of course, her best friend is missing."

"Just tell her you want to take her out to help take her mind off her problems."

"Yeah, that could work. Ooh, I could take her to that sci-fi movie, uh...what's it called?"

"Aliens and Avalanches?"

"Yeah, that's it."

"Shawn, Sarah doesn't seem the like the type that would go for a poorly-made science fiction flick."

"Mmm, you're probably right."

"I have work to do, Shawn. I'll see you tomorrow."

With that, there was no more dialogue and Casey turned off the sound in the van. "Well, you two can head back to Burbank. Right now I'm heading to the police station to wait for O'Hara to leave."

"Casey, do you really have to do that?" Asked Chuck.

"Chuck, I'm with Casey on this one," said Sarah. "I had my suspicions before, but I mean, today convinced me that obviously there is something going on between Shawn and Detective O'Hara."

Chuck thought back to the driveway and supposed he saw what Sarah was talking about. Shawn and Juliet certainly had some sort of...chemistry, he guessed. He still didn't think that Juliet had anything to do with the case, but at least now he saw the meaning behind Casey following her.

Sarah and Chuck said goodbye and headed home.

Author's note: First off, thank you so much to all the people who have followed, favorited, and reviewed. Second off, my apologies for the short chapter. The next one will be longer (hopefully). Anyway, I hope everyone is enjoying the story!