At exactly nine in the morning, Shawn burst through the doors of the Santa Barbara police station with Gus, Chuck, and Sarah in tow. He walked so quickly that Chuck was having trouble keeping up, and as he sped around to Juliet's desk, he fought to catch his breath.

"Shawn, you're here...early," said Juliet.

"I had a psychic dream that waked me in the night." He paused. "Wakened me? Woke? Wokeded?" Shawn shrugged. "Anyways, I saw...I saw...running...desperation...hunger..."

"You saw desperation and hunger?" Juliet asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Shawn means he psychically felt it. And he saw faces of pain and starvation..." Gus said.

"Yes, oh yes! Thank you Gus...I can see...grass...and trees...and...MOO!" Everyone looked up, startled. "Cows. It's a farm! Look...lark...like...loan..."

"Lakeland Farms?" Juliet suggested.

"Yes! That's it! I see Brent! He's there...amidst grass and flowers...alive!"

"He's alive?" said Sarah, acting overjoyed.

"Brent is alive!"

Sarah kissed Shawn on the cheek, and Chuck stared. Juliet averted her eyes, and Gus glared.

"Let's go!" Shawn announced. Juliet called for Carlton to join then and off they went.

When they had reached Lakeland Farms, Juliet and Lassiter talked to the owner, were given permission to look around and were told where the cows were kept, as Chuck knew he would. Gus followed closely behind Lassiter's car, where Juliet was also riding, as they drove across the green farmland. It had recently began to rain.

"You two are doing great. Thank you so much for your cooperation," Sarah said.

"Don't mention it. I'm always happy to help out the CIA," said Gus, smooth as usual.

"'Always?'" Shawn questioned. "What other time have you ever helped out the CIA? Ever?"

"You don't know everything about my life, Shawn."

"Yes I do. I've known you since we were..."

"You do not know everything, Shawn. You didn't even know I had a wife until..."

"Oh, Mira? You're bringing up Mira now?"

"Yes, Shawn. I play the Mira card."

"Oh please. I am done with you, sir."

Chuck stared at Sarah in confusion. She shrugged.

When they had arrived at the cow pasture, they saw what was supposed to be Brent's car almost immediately, with what looked to be Brent inside. Gus parked and Sarah ran out into the dense rain at the same time Juliet and Lassiter did. "That's Brent's car!" She yelled, taking off across the field.

"Sarah!" Screamed Shawn. "Watch out for cow pies!"

As Chuck dashed toward the car and Sarah he took the same advice.

When Sarah arrived, Brent unlocked the door, stood up in a very shaky manner and kissed her full-on. No one had told Chuck this was going to happen, and maybe for a good reason. During rain the scene looked like something from a romance movie. They still hadn't stopped. Shawn looked disgusted and Chuck wondered if he himself looked similar.

"Wow," said Juliet.

"All right, all right," grumped Lassiter.

"Sarah," said Brent, letting go of her. "When that creep had me tied up in that office all I could think about was you. I know we've never dated, but I think we've always been in love. Sarah...will you marry me? I don't have a ring..."

Juliet half-covered her mouth with her hand, smiling brightly. Chuck felt the opposite. No one had told him about this either.

"Of course! And I don't need a ring. Well, maybe..." She paused. "I love you!"

"Oh please," said Lassiter, rolling his eyes. "Mr. Calloway, what happened?"

"I'm not all that sure. I haven't slept in days. Whoever kidnapped me was holding me somewhere in Oregon. I escaped with my car and I've been afraid to stop for too long. I think my eyes are playing tricks on me, or my head or..." He paused. "I got so afraid that they were after me that I drove off the road and stopped here. It seemed so safe that I let my guard down and fell asleep."

"How did you escape?" Asked Gus.

"I took out a couple of guys," he replied.

"We should get you to a hospital, Mr. Calloway. Are you seriously hurt?" asked Juliet.

"No. Just some bruises."

"Sarah, why don't you ride with us to take Mr. Calloway to the hospital? Shawn, Gus, you take Mr. Carmichael home," Juliet instructed.

"Um...well, you see..." Chuck began.

"Come on, Chuck," said Shawn, pulling him towards Gus' car. "Oh, and Jules?"

"Yes, Shawn?"

"I also had a premonition about that guy that followed you. Trust me, there is no reason for alarm. None at all. He was your fairy godfather."

"Really?"

"Oh, yes. Quite a shy fellow. The spirits are telling me to tell you not to worry."

She smiled at him genuinely. "Thanks, Shawn."

After everyone had gotten in to Gus' car, they began the trek back to Santa Barbara.

As usual, Shawn and Gus chattered on and on about the kiss and the rain and such. Chuck hadn't been having the best day thus far, so he didn't speak much. He couldn't decide if he wanted this day to end or not. When the day ended, so did this case, and although the whole case had been stressful, he didn't want to say goodbye to anyone. Just like he had thought a few days earlier, he liked Shawn and Gus and Juliet, and even Detective Lassiter, surprisingly. When this case was over, he'd never see any of them again.

But, then again, there was still work to be done.

"Shawn, we can't go to Oregon. It's out of our jurisdiction," Juliet explained as she sat down at her desk. Chuck was still with Shawn and Gus, and Sarah was still with Brent at the "hospital."

"Gus and I have no lines of jurisdiction," Shawn told her.

"True, but you're going to have to get some type of law enforcement to help you. No citizen's arrests, Shawn. Gus, that goes for you too."

"Dang it. I've always wanted to make a citizen's arrest," Shawn complained. "Gus, haven't you?"

"You know that's right."

"No citizen's arrests," she said again.

On the way to the police station, Shawn and Gus had been discussing all the possible ways they could just bring "Ollie Jenkins" to local police themselves and have it actually look like they'd subdued him alone. But after finally admitting no one would buy it, they realized that it was best to just follow the plan Sarah and Chuck had told them about.

"Brent said the garage he was held in was near Portland. Just call the local police department and say..." She paused. Shawn and Gus gave her huge, pleading smiles. "...or, I'll do it myself."

"Thank you, Jules," Shawn said. Everything had gone as planned. He and Gus turned and began to walk out. Before Chuck could follow, Juliet caught his attention.

"Mr. Carmichael?"

He turned around. "Yes?"

"Listen, um...I'm really sorry about what happened with Sarah. I mean, I saw your face when Brent proposed to her..I mean, it's not any of my business, but..."

"Oh, y-you saw that?"

She just nodded. "You must be really torn up."

"Y-yeah, but...I guess, I guess we just weren't meant to be t-together. But, I'm crazy about her." Chuck smiled, so relieved that Sarah wasn't actually engaged.

"Well, you seem like a really nice guy. And I'm sure Sarah appreciates your friendship. Sometimes that's the best thing you can be." She smiled at him again.

"Yeah," he said. "You're probably...right."

"I hope Shawn and Gus aren't giving you too much trouble."

"No, no," was all he said.

"Well, if you need anything..."

"Thank you, Detective."

"Anytime," she said, sitting back down.

"Charles!" Shawn called from the very end of the police station. "Are you coming?"

"Y-yeah!" He called back, speeding up and meeting him at the door.

"What were you talking to Juliet about?" Asked Gus.

"Nothing."

After the three hopped in the car once more, they began to head back to the Psych office. Everything was almost complete.

Author's note: Again, everyone, thanks so much for hanging in there! Only two more chapters to go. As always, thank you for all of the follows/favorites/reviews.