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Title: You Have the Right to Remain...Dead? Part 16
Fandom: Psych
Author: MusicalLuna
Rating: T
Characters/Pairings: All the regulars/None
Genre: Gen, Mystery, Suspense
Warnings: Little tiny bit of gore.
Complete: Yes
Summary: When an officer is murdered late one night while on duty, Karen forbids Shawn from getting involved, afraid he won't take the case as seriously as he should. But since when has a little thing like being banned from a case stopped Shawn Spencer?
A/N: I've been working on this story for over three months now. Up until three weeks ago, however, it was coming out really rather crappy. That was when I met my Psych fanfiction soul-mate centipede. She helped me work out all the kinks in my story and helped me realize the full-potential of this story. Thanks to her, this story is the best it can be. She was my encouragement, my grammar-nazi, and my holy-crap-I-have-to-do-that-because-that-idea-is-brilliant girl.

Thanks so much for rocking my Psych world!
Disclaimer: Psych and all related characters are unfortunately not even marginally owned by me. How tragic is that?

Shawn and Gus sat on Henry’s porch, looking out at the water as the sun set. "Daaad!" Shawn called, his voice still a little raspy. "What are you doing in there? You’re missing it!"

Henry called from within the house, "Just keep your panties on Shawn! I’ll be out in a minute!"

Shawn rolled his eyes, blowing a bubble with his gum and popping it with a snap. "He’s going to miss it. It’s half over," he said to Gus.

Gus nodded. "You snooze, you lose."

Shawn’s replying nod gave the impression that Gus had just uttered a world changing philosophical view. They gazed out at the water quietly, Shawn blowing and popping another bubble when—

"SHAWN! Where is my uniform?!"

Shawn froze, his mouth hanging open mid-chew. He glanced at Gus. "Time to go!"

Gus nodded his agreement and the two of them took off, Henry’s yelling carrying across the yard after them.