Chapter Four

The group exited out of the plane exhausted, well, everybody except Shawn, who had a blast.

Shawn stretched and smiled at the sky above.

"Shawn, hurry up." Lassiter got into a huge limo as Jewels followed.

Gus walked up behind Shawn.

"That was the worst plane ride I have ever had Shawn!"

"Not my fault you didn't want to sing along my friend." Shawn put his suit case into the trunk and observed the airport.

The driver continued to hold the door open, awaiting Shawn to get in.

"Sir, please, we will be late."

Gus dragged his friend into the limo.

"Aw sweet, a complementary snack bar!" Shawn bit into a caramel apple with skittles.

"Shawn manners. This is the president's limo and you're making a mess in it." Gus shoved Shawn accidently causing him to drop his apple in Lassiter's lap.

"Damn it Spencer!" Lassiter lunged at Shawn.

"I didn't mean to!" Shawn fell to the floor wrestling with Carlton when the car immediately came to a stop.

Juliet poked her head up to the driver's seat.

"Is everything ok?"

The driver nodded and clenched the steering wheel.

"I just almost through up." Gus hiccupped.

"I'm sorry, I just felt dizzy all of a sudden." The driver started to sweat.

Lassie sat up straight.

"Are you sure you are in condition to drive?" Lassiter put his hand on his gun.

"Really Lassiter?" Shawn got out of the car, his eyes darting from one object to another.

Suddenly Shawn fell to the floor and rolled into the tire; all eyes on him.

"Someone, ahhhugh," He started to hit the tire with his fists. "ran over a nail." Shawn hopped up with a smile.

Juliet laughed and went to check it out.

Carlton released his gun and shook his head.

"Yup, he's right." Juliet walked up to the driver. "Do you have a spare?"

"Sadly no, I will call the department." The driver asked them all to wait as he made the call.

"Well now we will be late." Gus pouted and took out his phone.

"Maybe I can help with that?" A voice came from a drive way next to the car.

Shawn squinted at the dark figure.

"Oh my god? Ben Gates!" Gus and Lassie raced to the figure and shook his hands.

"Hehe, yeah. It is a pleasure to meet you all." He kissed Juliet's hand. "Ah, you must be the famous psychic detective Shawn Spencer." Ben walked towards Shawn who was still observing Ben.

Right before Ben could hold his hand Shawn leaped forwards onto Ben his hand on his head.

"Spencer!" Lassie growled.

"The spirits are strong! They are screaming truth! Your dreams are keeping you up all night; dreams about," Shawn gasped. "your relationship with Abigail!" Shawn fell backwards into Gus.

"You're pretty good." Ben nodded.

"Spot on I would say." Riley walked down the drive way. "Sorry about the delay, Ben wanted to meet you first so he set a nail on the road." Riley glared at Ben.

"I can relate to that." Gus glared at Shawn.

"This is weird." Shawn looked at Riley, then to Ben, then to Gus, and then back to Riley.