I don't own Psych or any of its awesome characters that were on the show. There will probably be characters that you may not know in this story, I made them up for the purpose of this fanfic.

"Come on, Abigail. Stay with me now." Shawn slid his jacket off, then put it over the gunshot wound. "Can you talk to me now?" He glanced up when the cabin door opened, and Gus came back in.

Gus sighed. "I called the paramedics, and they said the road is still closed so it may take a while for them to get here."

Shawn glanced back down at Abigail, who was gasping for breath. "What about Jules and Lassie?"

Gus pointed to the door. "They stayed outside to look around. Whoever did this to Abigail is still around here somewhere because the road has been closed for a while now."

Shawn closed his eyes at this information.

"Shawn.." Abigail gasped out, which caused him to open his eyes again. "I know who.." Her voice trailed off.

Shawn took her hand in his. "Shh.. don't speak.. save your voice.." he said softly. "You will have time to tell me in the hospital, because we will find a way to get you there and they will help you get better."

She fell silent, trying to fight the tears back. "I'm sorry.. I.. I can't.." She started to say something else, but just fell silent again.

"Abigail?" He asked after a moment of silence, shaking her slightly. "Please don't do this to me! You can't.. you can't leave me like this.."

Gus stood up and walked out of the cabin. He had to get out of there, because everybody knew that he was a sympathetic crier. He furiously wiped at his own eyes, as Juliet and Lassiter came back.

"We must have lost him somewhere," Juliet sighed. "How's Abigail doing?" She asked, but immediately regretted asking it when she caught Gus's eyes. She swallowed hard, but needed an answer to her question. "Did she..?"

Gus took a deep breath before answering. "I think she was dying before I left from in there." He answered, then glanced towards the cabin door. "Shawn was pretty upset, so I decided to leave."

She nodded in understanding. "I can only imagine, he loved her. Well, I'm going to go check on him." She turned away and walked towards the cabin door, walking inside a moment later.

Gus watched her leave, then glanced towards Lassiter. "Got something over there that will hopefully help this case?"

Lassiter slipped on a pair of rubber gloves, then pulled out an evidence bag. "It looks like an old wallet," he answered, then flipped it open to look at the drivers licence. "This belonged to a girl named Callie Green." He closed it, then slipped it into the evidence bag. "Come on, let's go check on O'Hara and Spencer."

Gus nodded, then followed him into the cabin. Juliet was knelt down in the floor with her arms wrapped around Shawn, but he wasn't really hugging her back, he was just crouched over Abigail's body. Gus had to look away from the scene before he started crying.

It was the next day, the coroner was able to get there and take Abigail's body away in the body bag. The paramedics had come too and was looking over everyone there just to make sure they were okay.

After the paramedics left, Henry hurried into the cabin. He glanced around, quickly spotting Shawn sitting in the floor against the wall, then hurried towards him. "Shawn!" He knelt down beside him. "You alright, kid?"

Shawn didn't even look at him, his gaze was fixed on a spot in the floor. The paramedics wanted to take him to the hospital to treat him for the shock, but he refused to go. He didn't even hear his dad join him.

"Shawn?" Henry tried again, then lightly shook him. "Kid? I need you to look at me and say something, can you do that?" He glanced over at Gus who was speaking softly to the detectives and the chief who had joined them earlier, then glanced back down at Shawn, who still had not moved an inch since he got there. "Since your not going to say anything, I will. Look, kid, you have to learn to accept death as a part of life. I know you have never been good at accepting it, but I think now is a good time to learn."

Shawn kept his gaze on the floor not willing to accept that this was actually happening. "I'm going to wake up any moment now.." he said, his voice was barely audible.

Henry wasn't sure how to respond to that. "Let's hope so, kid." He knew this wasn't a dream though, and he hoped that Shawn knew that too. He patted his shoulder, then got up and walked over to the others. "Do we know who did this now?" He asked.

Juliet shook her head. "Not yet, but Carlton found a wallet out here belonging to a Callie Green."

Gus kept casting a glance over at Shawn. "Will he be okay?"

Henry nodded. "He will eventually be alright. Somebody needs to try to get him to get some sleep. It looks like he's been up all night."

Juliet nodded. "He has been," she confirmed. "I'll try." She walked away from the group and made her way over to where Shawn was still sitting.

"Shawn!" Abigail screamed when the masked figure pulled her into the cabin. She tried to get away from her attacker, pushing him away from her. "Shawn!" She called again. "Help me!"

Ever since Gus had pulled the Echo next to the cabin, Shawn could hear her screaming. "I'm coming, Abs!" He didn't even wait for Gus to get out of the car, but ran towards the door to the cabin. The door wasn't locked, but he forced it open with his shoulder anyways. It slammed open and ran into the wall. "Abi-" he trailed off.

The masked figure had an arm around her neck, with the gun pointed to her head. "You move and I'll shoot her!" He threatened, cocking the gun.

Shawn held his arms up in surrender. "Look, man. Please don't hurt her. She hasn't done anything."

"Is that right?" The man asked with what sounded like a sneer. "She was there when I was telling my buddies this newest plan! She knew too much! And now you do too!"

He shook his head. "Look, she won't tell anyone. And I promise if you let her go, then I won't tell them either. You would be free to go threw with your master plan." He tried to negotiate with this man.

The man looked thoughtful for a moment, but then something changed, and he became hostile again. "I don't think so. The moment I let her go, then you will probably go to the cops and tell them everything."

He shook his head again. "I won't, I promise. Your secret is safe with me. Just let her live."

The man was probably smiling at that, but it was hard to tell anything with the mask that he was still wearing. "Yah, right. I don't believe you."

Shawn thought a moment, then slid the phone out of his pocket and held it up for the man to see. "See?" He dropped it on the floor, then kicked it over. "Now I have no phone, so I promise that I won't call anyone."

The man thought a moment, finally getting convinced. "Okay then. But I will kill you or any of your friends if you tell the cops anything!" He pushed Abigail towards him.

Abigail hurried over to where Shawn was still standing, then wrapped her arms around him.

There was a noise outside that spooked the man. "You lied! You said that you wouldn't tell anyone." He walked over, then pushed Abigail away and grabbed him by the shirt collar, then slammed him into the wall. "Who did you tell?"

Shawn's eyes widened at the change of this man's personality. "I didn't tell anyone, honest!"

The man started frantically searching him. "You was wearing a wire, weren't you? Then the cops would know when it was safe to come in and arrest me." He cocked his gun. "I should have known better than to trust you! Now you get to watch your friend killed in front of you!" He pointed the gun at Abigail, then pulled the trigger.

Shawn quickly sat up, panting heavily. Why was he even sleeping? He should have been on the search to find this guy who was responsible. He staggered to his feet, glancing around to make sure no one was watching him, then he crept out of the cabin.

Everybody had figured that Shawn would have slept a little longer than he actually did, but in hindsight, somebody should have probably stayed back in the cabin with him to make sure he didn't get out and do something stupid.

Juliet had volunteered to search for this maniac with Gus, while Lassiter went with Henry and they split up into two search parties. But since the roads were reopened now the crazy maniac may have left this place and got as far away as he or she could so they wouldn't get caught. She glanced over her shoulder and noticed that Gus had stopped walking and looked like he was thinking about something. "Gus?" She asked, walking back towards him.

"Shawn saw the killer," Gus spoke up. "I mean, the killer had a mask on, but Shawn had talked to him."

Juliet thought this new information over in her head. "But he didn't see the killer's face?" She asked in a tad bit of disappointment. "But that could actually be a start." She pulled out her cell phone, then dialed her partner's number; then put the phone on speaker.

It was a moment longer before he answered. "Lassiter," he spoke in the phone. "Find anything, O'Hara?"

Juliet exchanged a glance with Gus, before answering. "We may have something, but its nothing too big. Gus just told me that Shawn was able to speak with this person before they killed Abigail. He didn't see their face though, because they were wearing a mask."

There was silence on the line, so she figured that he was probably relaying the information to Henry. "Okay, listen up." He said, coming back on the line. "We should meet back up at the cabin and talk to Spencer to see what else he knows about the killer."

She had agreed and hung up the phone. "Come on, Gus. Let's go back to the cabin now."

When they got back, Henry was pacing outside the cabin, then a moment later Carlton walked out to talk to them. "Spencer's gone," he reported. "No signs of a struggle, so evidently he woke up while we were in our search, then he went to conduct his own investigation."

I did not know where to end this chapter, so I apologize for that. Anyways, I was bored so I decided to write a little something since I am at a serious loss with my other fanfics. In case you haven't figured it out, I have been struggling with writer's block for a while now, but now I'm starting to think that maybe my mind just hates me or something; so it just won't work for me anymore. This isn't really my best work just so you know, but I'm trying to give you guys something interesting to read just like you guys have been known to do for me. Anyways, follow, favorite, review, or all three, and I will try to get finished and upload the next chappie.

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