December 29th: Silent Night - 200 words - Just a couple of characters and the hush of freshly fallen snow.
Fandom: Psych
Warnings: Shassie.
Disclaimer: I don't own Psych.
By the Quiet of Snowfall
The case had taken head detective Carlton Lassiter and Shawn Spencer to the mountains north of Santa Barbara. Night had fallen hours ago, as they staked out the small cabin from Lassiter's Crown Vic.
The rain in the city had morphed to snow the farther they traveled, giving way to lush green grass and eventually, snow covered paths.
If Shawn knew any better, he would have suggested, to the grumbling man in the driver's seat, that they get cozy in the back seat. After all it didn't seem like the suspect was going to leave the cabin anytime soon. It would be such a waste to leave without having any fun.
The frost curled at the windows, the throw blanket Shawn grabbed, the only thing keeping the cold at bay.
"Lassie, would you look at that?" Shawn watched the snowflakes fall from his window, the quiet of the night descending upon him.
"Spencer, unlike some, I am trying to keep an eye on...what the hell are you doing?!" Lassiter turned from staring at the darkened cabin to stop Shawn from opening the car door.
"I just wanted to see the snow up close, you don't see it too often." Shawn quietly let the door snick shut and watched as Carlton started to shiver slightly, frowning at him.
"I know a way to warm us both up." Shawn scooted closer, turning, so he was facing Lassiter and brought the blanket around them both. Their faces nearly touching and Shawn could see Carlton's eyes close, giving in.
Maybe he would get to have some fun after all.