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O'Hara walked right to the department that morning and faced a slew of crimes scenes that were relatively easy to attend and investigate starting a number of small cases in scope that contrast the big one that clashed against Shawn Spencer. It felt different walking into the department than it had for the last three years. The fog of sorrow and not knowing had lifted knowing where exactly where he was.
A familiar face reappeared by her side dressed in civilian clothes.
"Buzz, what brought you back here?"
"It's something really important. Dropped off something important to forensics." Buzz replied then inhaled. "I need to give a witness statement.'
"Sit down right here..."
"In interrogation."
"That sounds really alarming."
"What is.more alarming is the chief's office being empty with a piece of paper saying there is a community going on selecting the new chief temporarily until they pick on a long term one."
O'Hara got up from the desk then descending the steps and headed into the nearest interrogation room. Buzz sat down across from her in the opposing seat and clasped his hands together on to the table.
"How has your your morning been going on?"
Buzz talked, a lot.
O'Hara was silenced as her last conversation with Wolf flashed across her mind and boiling anger threatened to make her explode. Buzz wrote down his witness statement with a little prodding. Her anger bottling up rising in her chest leaving it burning and stung at the revelation. All this time, he had Shawn right under their noses.
Annie awoke to a ding from the phone that was perched there alongside the bed. The events barely bothered her. It was a horror movie that ended very suddenly. Annie turned to her side with her collection of stuffed toys pressing against her chest. Some toys squeaked in response to her arms tightly squeezing the large batch. Light fluffy colorful items that were soothing to her face getting to feel them again. Her eyes fluttered open with a tired groggy sigh.
She lifted up from the bed withdrawing the phone then pressed the side and watched the screen come to life. Her hope bouncing high in her heart and mind. She tapped on the messenger button then tapped once more on the highlighted black text.
Anonymous: i know where Shawn Spencer is.
Annie's head bobbed up as shock and surprise decorated her face at the news then typed like mad.
Annie: who is this and how did you get my number?
"Daddy!" Annie shouted.
Anonymous: he did.
"DADDY!" Annie yelled.
Anonymous: He wanted to say sorry but being disappointing is better than being there.
Words that were familiar as she heard them once but in different string of words.
Words that were recorded on the second phone on her person resting there in the drawer. Pictures of moments that never happened but had. Pictures of selfies against a back drop of zombies and military police fighting them. Selfie with military police. Zombies swarming the fence. A couple of videos of Shawn using a machine gun swearing like a sailor.
"Daddy, I am talking to a stranger!" Annie got out of bed then rushed toward the door. "Uncle Shawn is being let go!"
Annie: where is he?
Anonymous: just stumbled upon him on the way to visit a property, got my eye on him.. what is your address? He is unwilling to be driven by me to the department.
Annie typed the address then ran out the room and flung the door open.
"Daddy!" She ran by the side of the bed. "Daddy!" She shook Gus by the side of his arm very aggressively then leaped on the bed but Gus was completely out knocked down by the emotional chaos of last night. "Uncle Shawn was let go!"
Ding!
Anonymous: Edfin is on the way. He will be there in twenty.
Her heart shot up into her throat.
Annie: bring us back immediately after we talk him into coming home.
Annie stared down upon the screen watching the three little dots dancing.
Anonymous: you have my word. 😊😊😊😊
Annie set the phone on the counter resting it there then rushed out of the bedroom.
Annie opened the door to the boy's room and leaped upon the bed where she proceeded to be hopping up and down.
"Psych-man was let go! Psych-man was let go! Psych-man was let go!"
Her bouncing knocking him out of the bed. Frederick landed with a loud audible thud to the floor.
Frederick hopped into his feet clasping the edge of the bed looking up as the information sunk into his mind.
"Finally got out of a nasty caper!" Frederick bounced up to his feet excitedly.
"We get to meet him properly!" Annie squealed.
"Not properly properly, remember what he said." Frederick reminded.
"That was a long time ago." Annie was still bouncing on the bed.
"His exact words were..." Frederick started.
"I .. I... I.. I .. I am really messed up, Freddy! This doesn't count as our first meeting!"
"They are in the same space as you are." Lassiter protested.
"Remember our deal, Lassie!" Shawn replied.
"Bullshit, Shawn!" Lassiter argued. "it more than counts!"
"I know the forest! Gus was alive on the other side after I was dragged through it! When he is there, it will matter because I will be whole!"
"You once said I were something to you." Lassiter replied.
"No, I didn't."
"You matter to them, equally: hot mess or not!"
"How do you remember all that?" Annie asked.
"Simple, he wasn't shooting at zombies during that brief moment on the road. And he stared at Cop-man and us for a long time."
Annie rushed back to her room then Frederick brushed his teeth and changed into a blue woven button down shirt and brown pants. His twin on the other hand selected wide legged pull up baggy cargo jeans, a cardigan, and a short sleeved t-shirt that was all purple. She brushed her teeth after he did quite rigorously. She snatched out the phone from the drawer that needed to be charged.
The memories of the Zombie Apocalypse had faded as did the memory of the psychic leaping out of the trunk bed reloading the machine gun. Plaid stripped off his frame dropping it beside him facing the end of the line. Stepping forward sacrificing himself so the crowd could make a break for it. No, she was trying to forget his last words. Jogging the attention of the horde that grunted and screeched coated in blood. Standing there so they could go on without him.
"Go on!" Stepping forward facing then horde as Annie held the phone up recording it. "You will never make it without a distraction!"
His long arm stood in the way of the twins gawking at the strange development of the psychic that was abrupt.
"Psych-man!" Frederick cried out.
Lassiter's eyes rested on the younger man's back.
"I'll save him." Lassiter assured.
Annie looked up turning away turning phone backwards then flipping the camera view so it faced the psychic.
"Is that a promise?" Annie asked.
"It's a certainty." Lassiter promised
"Don't make a promise if it can't be kept, Officer Lassiter." Annie requested, tearfully shaking her head.
"I intend to keep it." Lassiter swore.
The machine gun ceased peppering the air for a moment..
"You've already saved me." Turning aside facing the trio wearing a smile. "Carlton." Lifting his head up with a familiar grin. "Save the world!"
He turned his attention back upon the horde firing numerous bullets.
"I already have, Spencer!" Lassiter bellowed back.
All he thought about was saving what was left of his best friend's family. Scared for the most part. Watching the crowd run off toward the forest shifting his attention back. Annie stealing glances back toward the swarm that approached his figure as he set aside the plaid.
"Hey. Hey!" Raising his voice lifting his rifle. "These are my honorary relatives! You stay the hell away from them!
Then turning the recording off over his scream of anger and defiance as stars lit up in front of him plowing down zombie after zombie.
Frederick cleaned the second Zurg setting him down alongside the preserved one. He set the duplicate backpack in his arms that had the photograph of the two men tucked inside. He shoved the damaged Zurg in there then tripped and fell. He looked over spotting a third one.
"Cool!" Frederick bounced up to his feet staring down upon the action figure. "Three Zurgs!" He turned it around and looked on spotting light brown items in the pack. "I am going to be the coolest kid in Kindergarten!"
The last pictures that Annie had taken was of a selfie that she took multiple of pausing for a moment in the drive way as the horde was walking into view. Shawn's back to them assessing it all. Lassiter looking on toward the forest. Annie and Frederick were practically beaming lens flare and all.
She put the phone into her pocket then rushed down the stairs and snatched two cinnamon toast crunch breakfast bars. Her twin was eating a small container of chocolate pudding.
"Huh, what a way to mark the occasion of a sleep in day." Frederick said.
Annie pried open the cereal bars dropping the clump of trash on to the table.
"Daddy is going to be so happy to see the surprise!" Annie buzzed with excitement.
After a few minutes, they ran out closing the door behind them at 8:20 AM.
Gus lifted up from bed then stretched his arms out and turned aside facing ths purple phone case decorated in little fake diamonds that were equally as purple. A nice shade of lavender that was lovely and appealing.
He picked it up getting it from bed and walked out of the room heading down the hallway pressing on the side of the device. A single action that pulled up 9:34 AM.
Gus opened the door to Annie's room.
"Good morning, sunshine!"
Hos smile faded upon seeing a empty bed then rushed over to Frederick's room.
"Freddy?" Gus called out.
Gus pressed the button on the side then swiped and saw a red number on Messenger.
Anonymous: he's waiting for you.
Gus scrolled up as his back hit the door and saw the whole exchange that filled him in rage. The perfect bait. A simple lie to explain how the kidnapper got her number when messenger didn't work that way. If he wanted to call her then he would have used Shawn's phone. His mind racing with panic as he returned to the shared bedroom taking his phone out.
He picked the phone up then went through his contacts until landing on the beat cops number and tapped on the green button.
He set the phone against his ear pacing out of the room then descending down the steps.
"Carlton Lassiter."
"Whoever has Shawn lured my kids out of the house and into a stranger's car after sliding into her chat."
"How did they come about that?" Lassiter asked.
"They got their hands on her number."
"Who knows her number?" Lassiter inquired.
"There is me, mom, dad, Joy, my brother, Charlene, and Eold Wolf, but he is a family friend, good guy, but really eccentric."
"I'll be there 20 minutes," lassiter replied. "wait outside and have the phone with the texts."
"Gus?" Charlene called from afar. "What is going on?"
"Don't panic." Gus turned toward her, reassuringly slightly holding his hand up. "I got the best cop on Santa Barbara on his way here."
"Did someone break into the house?" Charlene asked.
Gus inhaled facing the woman who chose him standing on the precipice of a tidal wave of a emotional tsunami getting a first hand experience of the anxiety and danger being associated to Shawn. It was his decision to hand Annie the phone. His idea that got exploited by someone who learned that she had a phone.
He looked at Charlene quite serious taking her in before starting on those words that could either end or continue this engagement. Charlene was going to be changed with this announcement that would determine if she was really a ride or die attaching herself to him. A scary situation to navigate through.
"Something even worse, Charlene..."
Gus explained quite calmly what had transpired to the horror of his fiancee who ran to her daughter's room and screamed.
"Annie!" Charlene screamed.
Gus held his head up rushing down the stairs then plugged Annie's phone in and charged it. He rushed to the door hearing rapid knocking.
"Officer Lassiter, that was fast!" Gus stopped and stared at the person standing in front of him. "Zachary?" His glee evaporated replaced by confusion and concern. "Something wrong going on?"
"Did Dawson come over?" Mr Dominlee asked, concerned.
"Dawson is missing, too!" Gus exclaimed, worried.
"So your son is missing." Mr Dominlee pointed his index finger back at him.
"They left over an hour ago."
Mr Dominlee relaxed lowering his hand and sighed briefly closing his eyes.
"He is fine." Mr Dominlee said.
"They are not fine, Zachary." Gus argued back. "they got abducted by a kidnapper!"
"What I mean to say is it's not someone from my past who has them." Mr Dominlee clarified.
Mr Dominlee was a muscular and beefy second generation Asian American who wore a rounded set of silver lined glasses that he tipped back up to the bridge of his nose ever so often. He had a well healed scar along his neck that seemed thick as if it had been a traumatic injury. He looked otherwise average aside to the fact he looked like a nerdy accountant. Calculator in one pocket and pens peeking out his breast pocket.
"Dark and shady past?" Gus tilted his head to the side.
"Retrieval specialist with a blood trail and skeletons in the closet." Mr Dominlee rested his hands on beside of his hips. "They got a good chance coming back to you and your partner being little noisy brats."
"Hopefully." Gus agreed, nodding his head wearing a smile masking the heavy anxiety and fear of losing two kids to a impossible case that made it hard to extract them.
Mr Dominlee looked back toward the house for a moment.
"His bike is missing so it stands to reason my son followed them there and is actively keeping watch of the place the place they are... And he is five years old and he doesn't have a phone. And he is really conflicted about leaving where his new friend might be."
Phones were both a curse and a blessing in the world of adults.
Mr Dominlee walked off leaving Gus behind. Gus waited several minutes before going back inside then unplugging the phone. He pulled out of the house then turned the phone on and held it outlook as the police cruiser pulled up.
Lassiter joined Gus then read the exchange and backed off turning his back to the man
A few select words were shared before Lassiter hung up and turned facing Gus.
"Be back in one hour with the kids." Lassiter informed.
Lassiter returned to the car then drove away.
Gus turned away back in the direction of the doorway and saw Charlene.
"I know a hacker." Gus started to say to her. "We can track down their faces and.. and.. and..." Gus snatched a recent framed picture of the twins. "if Lassiter says he alone can retrieve them without any help then neither of us don't need to be scared no matter where the cameras stop."
Edfin parked the car along the shoulder of the road. The twins hopped out then faced a very familiar face standing from across them who looked surprised as they were to see him standing there. Surprise that was heavily faked (but they did not know that) for them. He blinked for a few minutes.
From afar a bicycle parked in the ditch then a small figure hid among the trees gazing on toward them.
"Mr Wolf?" Frederick exclaimed in shock.
"The Magrigossi twins!" Wolf repeated in the same shock.
"Where is Uncle Shawn?" Annie asked.
"He went down there!" Wolf pointed a finger into the forest.
The twins looked over in the direction of the foreboding and ominous forest. Frederick gulped hard squeezing the purple toy. Annie, in the other hand, gaped, concerned, and worried. Her eyes gazing back toward him absorbing in the emotional shock.
"In the forest!" Annie repeated.
"He looks really determined to lay down and he mauled by an animal and not have his remains found." Wolf said.
Frederick squinted back at him observing a bandaged hand, another bandage on the side of his neck, and a clean cut on the side of his cheek that made the old scars on the side of his face stand out to the eye. Thick and prominent similar to a burn scar taking time to fade. Concerning series of things that indicated he was attacked and treated for his wounds earlier after an encounter with a feral feline.
Annie ran down the ditch then crossed the otherwise short distance into the forest.
"Uncle Shawn!"
Frederick followed after her immediately after picking up the pace getting running distance away from him.
"Uncle Shawn!"
He caught up to his twin joining her side.
"Uncle Shawn!"
Wolf got into the parked limo then was driven away, smugly. Satisfied and content throwing a wench into the lives of every single person involved in the entire social net of Shawn Spencer. Leaving a challenge and a crater of a feasibility that they wouldn't come home. He wore big black shades outlined in silver that rested ont the bridge of his nose as their voices became distant.
From afar the twins crossed the barrier between their world to a far more unusual one. It was felt in the air that became unsettling the more that they ran in. The call for the missing psychic rang on in the air. The trees became less crowded and the space between them became several inches and the trunks were thick. A great shadow provided by trees laying over the heads of the children.
A tree root knocked the boy down to his knees and a loud cry.
Annie halted then turned on the direction of the minutes older twin.
"Woah, cool!" He picked up a Buzz Lightyear and another. "Nighttime Buzz and Prime Buzz!"
"But Buzz doesn't have a digital screen for the Star Command logo." Annie approached him gazing down upon the two
He unzipped the backpack then stuffed the fifteen inch toys in there. He looked up ad down the back at the two clashing Buzz's. One had a sticker and the other had a screen. One was white and green while the other was black and white.
"Buzz has a blaster for an arm and googles!" Frederick waved the toy in the air
"He does look pretty cool." Then she looked aside spotting another Space Ranger toy with a dark blue navy hair cut from afar. "But don't you think regular Buzz needs a partner?"
She picked up the toy taking in the pointy ears and yellow eyes then approached the twin who stared back at her. He took the toy and stared down at all the entertaining potential the elf looking toy had. Labeled 'Darkmatter' on the yellow sticker. His eyes shot up toward her in a moment of awe.
They were thinking the exact same thing about a couple neighborhood kids who had great toys to play with during playtime. A smashing moment that rivaled other playtimes with kids their age and make it so much more fun. The kids wore identical grins.
Frederick shoved the action figure into his backpack and zipped it up clouding it in darkness so green and red lights glowed within it.
Annie looked ahead spotting a familiar figure.
"I see him!" Annie shouted.
Frederick grabbed her by the side of the arm.
"Something feels wrong about this place." Frederick acknowledged looking aside.
Frederick looked off in unease in the center of the forest that seemed menacing and other worldly. He heard the sounds of birds in the air that gave him a significant moment of pause gazing from side to side quite jumpy. As if a spring was planted beneath his glow in the dark shoes. Everything about the forest seemed more terrifying than the one that he had been in hours ago.
Annie looked over toward him for a moment wearing a frown and proceeded to pry his fingers off of her arm.
"Forests like these are really weird and unknown, natural that it feels bad!" With that, Annie ran on after the psychic.
"Annie!" Frederick called out.
Frederick jogged after his twin sister.
"Uncle Shawn!"
Leaving behind the corpses of their respective counterparts who had gun shot wounds hidden behind a tree. Pale, ghostly eyes, bright clothing desaturated, tucked neatly alongdside the other. There were easily dozens of them scattered around the forest well hidden in various stages of decaying snd notable mounds.
"Uncle Shawn!"
Drewisy appeared rounding the corner with a long pistol in a light brown suit wearing a light brown fedora looking like he emerged out of an period piece and had a cigar dangling out of his mouth and one hand in a pocket.
"Annie!"
He slowly stalked after the figures.
"Uncle Shawn!"
His eyes resting on the small figures that was part of a job. He had to finish it before he got fed to the fishes.
"Annie, slow down!"
"I see him!"
"Annie, it might be a illusion of the forest that is alive and carnivorous!" The boy was throwing out big words taken from movies that he had been exposed to from horror movies on the SyFy channel.
"Uncle Shawn!" Annie shrieked.
"Wait!" Frederick announced.
"Uncle Shawn!" Annie cried out. "Uncle Shawn!"
"ANNIE!" Frederick screamed.
Frederick joined his sister's side catching view of the psychic walking on joining his side as he took a single step forward then the forest change around them. Annie grabbed one of the psychic's large hands coming to a halt by his side.
"Stop!" Annie squeaked.
Frederick joined her his side making him stop in his tracks.
"Just stop, Uncle Shawn!" Annie plead, taking him by the hands.
"What happened to your fingers?" Frederick was the first to observe the missing grooves on his finger that were thin and looking at them deeply perplexed gazing up and down. "They're missing prints."
"Lye."
"Frederick isn't a liar." Annie argued back.
"Why would someone take your finger prints?" Frederick asked.
"He's trying to steal his identity." Annie guessed.
"I don't get it." Frederick stated.
Annie turned back the direction that they came from then back.
"Someone is trying to destroy Uncle Shawn."
They stood a few feet away from a young man who was on his knees with blood on the corner of his lips. The man ran off from their grip toward the five years younger man then flipped him over and took off his blue plaid and slid him up against the tree taking out a dagger out of him. The twins returned to the wood quite abruptly.
A face they saw from the comics reappeared joined by another and their father right behind them looking upset. Not in a beat cop outfit but in a suit. He looked different in ways that were sharp to the eye. He looked like a detective. A blonde was right beside the detective.
He looked up facing them shaking his head, his hands covered in blood.
"Lower the blade!"
"I'm not a psychic."
"Lower. The. Blade!"
He lowered the weapon down quite slowly then held his hands up.
"I'm... not...a... psychic." Shawn said
The twins saw the anger in the eyes of the head detective as if a cruel joke had been performed and someone that he knew was being mocked. He looked younger as if years were stripped from his face quite with care. Their father simply turned away and ran away screaming from the scene.
"You are under arrest for the murder of Shawn Spencer."
Annie and Frederick took a couple steps back watching the head detective approach him taking his cuffs out and a deeply disturbing sad future was seeded for the detectives. Even their father. Minds prepared to be baffled and stunned with revelations set.
"Oh, this is like that forest." Annie said.
"Told you something was off about it." Frederick said.
The twins turned around then ran back into the forest speeding to before he walked out. Running away retreating from the entrance of the exit. A few more steps and he reappeared looking sad, lost. And depressed. His mind wandering.
"You shall no pass!" Annie shouted.
Annie stood on the way with her arms stretched out.
"Did you just—"
"This is as far as you go, Uncle Shawn!" Frederick joined her side.
Shawn stared at them for a moment then shook his head.
"Who are you two kids?" Shawn asked.
"We haven't been introduced." Frederick started to beam.
"Annie and Freddy." Annie motioned her hand back and forth between them.
"Ppph, there is no way you are Annie and Frederick." Shawn puckered his lips swaying his hand from side to side. "Annie is five. Freddy is eight."
Frederick unzipped the backpack then withdrew the frame perfectly cracked between the two.
"Dad is so excited to see you again." Shawn stared at the photograph looked toward then lowered it. "He told us about the time you were dragged off to find a dinosaur fossil."
"And the mummy!" Annie added.
The twins took him back back the way that they had came exiting the forest then were stopped by the appearance of Wolf. Standing there with a mustache in front of the limo. Initially smug until it faded seeing the two of them side by side staring at the twins .
"Why does he have a mustache?" Frederick asked, bothered.
Shawn squinted and saw a familiar face on the phone. Saw the concern. The alarm at the twins being there.
"He has always had one, dude." Shawn replied
"What .. day... what day is it today?" Annie asked.
"September 10th, 2017." Wolf replied.
"2017?"
"Yes?"
"2017?"
"I said, YES."
Frederick and Annie squinted,.skeptical
"Are you sure..." Frederick asked.
"It is 2017?" Annie finished.
Wolf tossed a folded a newspaper then the twins read it exchanged it and tossed it back still confused.
"What happened to your face scars, Mr Wolf?" Frederick asked, curious, squinting at the taller figure above the ditch. "The old scars that look like someone clawed their fingers into your face. And the little recent cuts like a cat attacked you."
"Allergic to cats." Wolf said.
Shawn looked back and forth in a pool of disorientation that was jarring.
"And the bandages." Frederick added. "You look weird and plain evil without them."
Annie smacked her hand against her face at the jabs thar her twin was giving.
"Social rules, Freddy." Annie reminded.
"This didn't happen last time."
Frederick's fingers on the action finger were trembling.
"Last time." Shawn repeated.
Wolf then smiled taking out a gun.
"Did you honestly believe there was no temptation to play the game again?" Wolf asked.
Frederick pressed the back of the back of the purple toy. Several light brown projectiles flew toward the towering figure breaking glass and leaving holes in the limo. Wolf covered an eye letting go of a shriek smacking against the side of the damaged limo.
"Why you brats!" Lifting the gun aiming at Frederick. "Who gives bullets to children!"
"Destroy Buzz Lightyear! Destroy Buzz Lightyear!"
"Playing with a toy one last time." Wolf was very amused turning off the safety mode with a slight tilt of his head. "Cute."
Annie saw the Evil Emperor Zurg fly into her line of vision after being launched for Wolf's face. The toy crashed upon his face blocking view of it seemingly hooking on to a single facial hair. A car door opened from afar and a phone was lowered.
Wolf stumbled aside with it on his face clawing at him with tiny little servos making his face get bloody shrieking his head off. So abrupt and terrifying as the psychic stood there completely stunned.
The twins turned around and ran back into the forest, thoroughly terrified.
Running and running until they could hear the scream was no more.
They were stopped by Drewisy who lifted the gun over their shrieks then were tugged out of the moment by a pair of hands.
Drewisy vanished from their sights.
"I don't want my phone anymore!" Annie wept.
The children turned and faced Lassiter and McNab who picked the upset twins up and ran.
Gus stared at the screen.
Perfectly enraged seeing the car with Shawn leaving the building.
He got a hair cut and a good shave which was a vast improvement to his earlier appearance. And be be recognized Buzz following behind him not that later after stalking the kidnappers. He wasn't on tbe phone, either. He looked tense. Discreetly following the car.
Why was Buzz following them without back up?
"Did you hear about Wolf's twin brother the second?" Gogolack asked.
Gus and Charlene exchanged a puzzled look turn back toward Gogolack.
"He doesn't have a twin." Charlene said.
"The news says otherwise." Molly chimed.
"If there were twins, he would have shown up during weekend barbecues." Gus leaned up from the counter facing the numerous screens. "The ribs are to die for when I make them."
"He isn't wrong." Charlene confirmed.
"Love said the last few company events didn't have this many people attending when I came into the picture."
"What about his 'twin' brother?" Gus asked
Gogolack hacked into numerous federal data ases that came up terribly empty about the second.
"More like long lost twin brother who doesn't have a paper trail." Gogolack commented
Gus glared at the screen giving it thought as it made no sense
"What did he do?" Gus asked, again.
"He had Shawn and killed the prior chief." Gogolack said.
"His twin had no reason to kidnap Shawn unless he did it and set his twin up for it so he wouldn't fall..." Their attention swayed over toward Gus who's eyes darted back and forth. He worked his jaw turning from enraged to outright furious. "But Wolf did."
Gus was steaming staring at the screen shaking his head as many things hit him simultaneously. How Shawn knew of his budding family. Why he was sounding so worn and looked terrible.
His children briefly taken by the man who he trusted. Kids that were going to have trust issues with people who Gus introduced to after Shawn. Major issues being randomly texted. So many heartbreaking issues galore. Things that made hin get really mad.
Shawn was broken by mere talking. His anger soared clenching his fingers against his palm feeling ready to blow. A worse volcanic eruption thwt could send a sonic boom and make a man go wild destroying the place. Or more precisely, murder someone.
"Gus." Charlene spoke up.
Gus looked over toward his concerned fiancee who looked concerned.
"It is related to a old case of ours." Gus started talking.
A sharp inhale knowing it should be him being this tormented, not Shawn. The one who enabled him for seven years as his support. Take him away and... Gus had to think. Shawn would take back to the road, closing Psych, taking along psychic performance, breaking off an engagement, worst possible scenario possible without the super glue.
He could've stopped him from going after Wolf, one hand on his arm, glaring after that squint and head tilt and instead directed Lassiter. A man of steel.
Gus finished talking then faced Charlene who hugged him unprompted.
There was a ding from Gus's phone.
Lassiter: on our way. Annie doesn't want her phone back.
Lassiter: the twins are shaken, but okay.
Gus lowered the phone then rubbed his face. She was five and she was persuaded to keep her hands off electronics at a young age. Terrible bad experience.
Gus: with Shawn?
The dots danced for a long time.
Lassiter: .. No.
His heart ached, terribly.