~Shawn and Gus's POV~

Shawn and Gus are waiting in the bushes.

"This is ridiculous, Shawn. My suit is getting grass stains all over."

Shawn opens up a box of gummy bears and starts to eat them, paying no mind to Gus.

"I don't see the big deal. You take your suits to the dry cleaners all of the time."

Gus grabs the box of gummy bears.

"Hey!"

"That's not the point, Shawn. While you are free to wear whatever you want, whenever you want, some of us have real jobs that have real dress codes."

Gus then takes a hand full of gummy bears and shoves them in his mouth.

"Dude! If you wanted some gummies, I would have shared. And beside, as far as I'm aware, Psychic Detective is a real job and it have real fun and less codes."

Shawn sees that the door is opening and Lassie and a beautiful woman who must have been Dominique, is walking out. The women turns to lock her door. Then as she walks next to Lassie, she holds his hand. Lassie opens the door for her so she can get in. Once she's in, Lassie jogs to the other side before getting in the car himself. They kiss for a brief moment and then drive off.

"Oh my God, Shawn. I think the I'm in love!"

"Gus, no, we don't know who she really is and more importantly, why she's hanging out with Lassie. For all we know, she could be a really, really hot, serial killer who has a thing for targeting lonely old men."

Gus looks at Shawn questionably.

"Lassiter is only a few years older than us."

"Only on the outside my friend. On the inside, he's a terrible old man with the worst case of liver spots that the world has ever seen, and also adult diaper rash."

Shawn and Gus get off of the ground and head to the porch. Shawn picks the lock easily and let's Gus and himself in. They explored the living room and found nothing interesting except for the bouquet.

"Aww, Lassie has a sensitive side", Shawn said has he picked up the flowers.

"A man buying flowers for a woman, yeah Shawn, under Lassiter's trigger finger is a sensitive man just waiting to burst out," Gus rolls his eyes at Shawn.

Shawn hands Gus the flowers.

"I meant that Lassie arranged these himself."

Gus puts the flowers back in the vase, making sure to they they were placed actually as they were.

"How can you tell that Lassiter arranged the flowers himself?"

Shawn rolls his eyes at Gus.

"Because I've been inside that place quite few times when I want to surprise Jules. And I have to say, no one there has ever made a bouquet of flowers this nice. Also, look at the amazing lack of glitter. Every bouquet that I got for Jules looked like a unionicorn squeezed everywhere."

Gus looked between Shawn and the flowers.

"Huh, who knew that Lassiter had taste. Anyway, I don't know about you, but I'm want to leave."

"We can't leave yet, we need to find more clues, like what her diet is like."

Shawn runs past Gus and heads for the kitchen.

"Oh My God, Gus!"

"What is it, Shawn?"

Shawn opened up the refrigerator door wider for his lifelong friend to see.

"She has pineapple beer!"

Gus slapped Shawn on the arm.

"Shawn, get serious! You know as well as I do how quickly Lassiter's dates end and personally, I really don't feel like having another gun shoved in my face today."

Gus was about to turn away when a certain object of desire caught his eye.

"Is that?"

"Oh it looks like it."

Shawn grabbed the large, clear container filled with homemade tapioca pudding with cinnamon sprinkled on the top and a couple of beers. Four beers, an empty container, and two happy tummies later, Shawn and Gus continued with their investigation.

"So what are we looking for? As far as I can see, she doesn't have anything dangerous here. All she has is food, beer, and flowers", Gus pointed out as he and Shawn entered the master bedroom to continue their snooping.

"That my point. Something is seriously wrong here. I had Jules track the number of the phone that text Lassie, it came up unknown."

"Maybe it's a track phone. You can never get a name on them."

"That's not what I meant. I had Jules check the area code."

"And?"

"It doesn't come up anywhere on the face of the Earth."

"That's why we're here, because of a bad number?"

"Look around, Gus. A completely untraceable number, no pictures anywhere throughout the house, no papers, no files, not even so much as a piece of trash, something is wrong. Believe it or not Gus, I'm actually scared for Lassie."

Gus didn't have to think about it. He knew Shawn was right and even though Gus didn't personally like Lassiter, he didn't want anything bad to happen to the Head Detective either, well, nothing lethal anyway.

"Shawn!" Gus shouted as an idea popped in his head.

"What?"

"What if this Dominique girl is a reptilian alien?"

Shawn actually didn't know what to say to that.

"Think about it. We saw Dominique leave with Lassiter. Did you see that figure? She is way too fine for a man like that. And as you said, no pictures, no documents, and a number that's untraceable on 'Earth'. Not only that, her name is 'Dominique', as in 'Dominate'. She must be here to conquer the planet by breeding little alien human babies and Lassiter is the first victim. That lucky dog!"

Shawn rolled his eyes.

"That's completely impossible. First off, aliens aren't real. Second, there's a lot better choices for an alien to breed intergalactic babies with, Matthew McConaughey for example. Thrid, Lassiter himself looks like an alien and,...actually, Gus you might be right. Quick, you look through the closet and I got the dresser."

Gus nodded as they separated.

"I really hope we're wrong about her Gus."

"Why?"

Gus walked out of the large walk in closet to find his friend holding a black leather whip, pink fuzzy handcuffs, a gag, a 36 DD see-through blue bra with a fake police badge attached to the left strap and and a pair of black painties.

"I call dibs!"

"Gus, you can't call dibs!"

"Why not?"

"First off, she could be an alien, remember."

"So what, she could experiment on me if she wants. I could be the hero that'll teach her the language of love making, not love enslaving."

"And second, because I called dibs before you did, in here" Shawn said as he pointed to his temple. Gus rolled his eyes while Shawn smirked.

"And what about Jules?"

"You're right."

Gus smiled as the idea of victory entered his mind.

"If Juliet wants to have sex with hot alien women, as her boyfriend, I have to respect her decision, so as long as I can watch, I'm ok with it."

Gus rolled his eyes as he turned back to the closet.

"Wait a second," Shawn dropped the items on the floor and walked inside of the closet with Gus. 'A fake wall', he thought. He pushed against the farthest wall, revealing a hidden room. Hanging on the right wall were weapons, all from different time periods and countries. There were swords, throwing stars, hand grenades, knives from various sizes, and brass knuckles. Against the far wall hanged an extremely large map of the USA with red dots all over it. Below that was a brand new silver laptop laying on top of a black desk, next to a black computer chair. Hanging on the left wall, there was custom made titanium hand guns of every size. Some were as big as sawed off shotguns while others were as small as two inches. So far, they all looked to be there in order except for the second smallest one that was missing.

"Gus, we have to go!"