Warning, this chapter isn't very long. I've struggled on ways to finish this chapter/story and this is the result.
"You know who killed all of those people?" Lassiter asked crossing his arms over his chest, Shawn nodded. "How?"
"I-I-don't know Lassie." Shawn was keeping himself up with his forearms. His whole body was buzzing and shaking. Henry noticed and helped him stand up, then sit on the bed.
"You have to know Spencer! Was it a vision or-?" Lassiter started to demand but was cut off by Juliet.
"Carlton!" She snapped. "Can't you see he's gone through enough right now? Leave him alone! Call the chief and tell her what happened." Lassiter bit his lip from his partners scolding. He nodded grimly and walked out of the room mumbling quietly to himself. "How's your head?" Juliet asked titling Shawn's head back to get a better look at his bruised and bleeding temple.
"I'm fine," Shawn sighed.
"I'm going to get some bandages." Henry announced walking out of the room. Juliet nodded and stroked Shawn's hair.
"What did the voice sound like?"
"It was… I don't know how to explain it. The voice was scratchy and deep. That's all I can remember…" Juliet nodded and looked at her buzzing phone.
"It's the chief," she said before standing up and answering the phone. "Yes Chief?" Juliet walked a little ways away from Shawn.
"O'Hara, Lassiter called and said Spencer had a dream and might know who killed these people. Did you get an ID?" Vick asked from the other line.
"No, he's too shaken up right now. He definitely recognized it though. Maybe if we can put together a line up, he might be able to identify the voice." Juliet suggested.
"Alright. I'll get to work on that. Just keep Mister Spencer alive and in a condition to work." Vick instructed before she hung up. Juliet listened to the dial tone for a few seconds before she too hung up. She turned around and chuckled softly. Shawn had fallen to the side and was fast asleep. His legs still on the ground and his head dangling off the pillow. Juliet lifted his legs onto the bed and fixed his head so Henry could access the wound. Henry appeared a few moments later carrying towels, water, aspirin, peroxide and a bandage.
"Fell back asleep huh?" Juliet nodded. "Good, this will make it easier." She left the room to give Henry space. When she returned downstairs she saw Gus and Christopher watching TV, while Lassiter had gone back to his files. Juliet laid down on the opposite and empty couch and she promptly fell asleep.
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Henry poured a little of the water onto the towel and used it to clean up the blood on Shawn's head. Once the blood was off, Henry used another towel to thoroughly clean the wound with peroxide. White foam erupted from the wound as the germs were cleansed. Henry patted the area dry and put a thick Band-Aid over it. He stayed silent and watched as Shawn's chest moved up and down with his breathing.
The last few days had kicked the crap out of him. Shawn always slept soundly when a big commotion had happened. Working, worrying and fixing a relationship- all in three days was bound to tire him out. Henry couldn't blame him for passing out. Or for the nightmares. Henry was used to them by now. Shawn has always been scared of big commotion. It takes too much out of him. He used to have many nightmares as a kid, especially after his mother left. Henry had been too busy working to notice what was happing to him.
"I'm here kid," Henry whispered standing up and looking down. "You don't have to worry." With that Henry turned around and walked down stairs. He passed the sleeping Juliet, and walked into the kitchen. Gus and Christopher had relocated into the kitchen table.
"Do you have any two's?" Gus asked. Chris shook his head and responded with, "Go fish." Gus reached forward and took a card out of the stack. Lassiter was bent over his files and making various notes.
"Anything?" Henry sat next to him.
"No." Lassiter sighed rubbing his neck. "We've been through all of these files and haven't found a single suspect. I even went so far as to pull the Hearting's file and look into that." Lassiter pulled out the file and gave it to Henry. "Spencer was right. There are a lot of things that don't make sense. The fact that Hearting was about to close a very big deal…" Henry stopped listening as he read the file. It was the standard report. Cause of deaths, names of those in the crash, the reason why the plane crashed and a bit about every person who died. Under the Hearting section, Henry noticed that Chris's father had been depositing two-thousand dollars a month into an unnamed bank account.
"What's this?" he pointed it out to Lassiter.
"Not sure. It was never investigated," Lassiter mumbled.
"Why not?" Henry questioned.
"I don't know…" he took the file and examined it. "I never noticed that." He took out his phone and pressed a speed dial. "McNabb, I need you to look into the Hearting file. It seems as a piece of evidence may have gone unnoticed. Look into it, and call me when you have results."
"How do you say this name?" Henry squinted at a name on Lilly's file.
"Where?" Henry pointed to the name and both men frowned. "Ya-su-hero?" Henry guessed.
"Yasujiro?" Chris looked up from the cards.
"You know this name?" Lassiter showed the name to Christopher.
"Mhm," Chris nodded. "That's Yasujiro; he was staying with my aunt." Chris went back to his cards. "Why wasn't he ever pulled in?" Henry turned to Lassiter. Before he could answer Juliet walked into the room.
"He didn't speak English. He spoke Japanese, his voice was scratchy and… deep." She looked at Lassiter.
"That's what Shawn said." Henry pointed out.
"Get him up; it looks like we're going to have to go back to the lighthouse."
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"Did the voice sound foreign?" Juliet asked Shawn. Shawn shrugged and closed his eyes. He was in the back of Lassiter car, his head resting on Juliet's shoulder. Henry and Gus along with Christopher were following them in the Blueberry.
"I guess it could have been, I didn't hear a lot." Shawn spoke softly.
"It would make sense," Buzz said from the front passenger seat. "Chris's dad-Joseph- was putting two-thousand dollars into this account for months. The same amount of time Yasujiro had been staying with Lilly. Once Joseph dies, the money stops coming in and he takes it out Lilly."
"Once Lilly is dead he goes after the person who sat next to Christopher, then after the Sheriff." Lassiter finished.
"So this is all connected to Christopher?" Shawn said opening his eyes and lifting his head from Juliet's shoulder. "Then why is he coming with us? The guy could be after him!" Shawn shouted.
"Spencer! We have guns. If he tried anything he'd be dead before he hits the ground." The car shook as they traveled along the bumpy road. Shawn smacked his head against the roof and hissed in pain.
"Lie down," Juliet instructed pulled Shawn against her. He put his head back down and huffed in protest.
"We need to keep Chris out of here. Something bad is going to happen, I just know it." Shawn insisted.
"Shawn you're worried, but relax. Chris is going to be just fine." Juliet assured. They reached the house and pulled up in front. Everyone piled out of the cars and looked around the expanse of the deserted stretch of beach.
"Yasujiro, this is the police! Open up!" Lassiter shouted banging on the wooden door. Shawn put a hand on Chris's shoulder. They heard a door bash open. "He's running!" Lassiter, Juliet, Buzz and Henry dashed after the man who darted from the back and across the beach. Shawn grabbed Chris and made a run back to the car. Right across from the lighthouse was a small grove of trees, bushes and plants. Without seeing movement, a gun went off and Shawn fell to the ground. Shawn opened his eyes. Not feeling any pain he looked next to him and screamed at what he saw. Chris's eyes were open and he lay unmoving. A bullet hole in his chest, and blood trickling down.
Hehehe... I'll have an epilogue posted within the next week or so. And just so you all know, I've known that what happened to Chris would happen from the very beginning. Thanks for reading!