Just a little something I wrote a long time ago. I'm having writer's block with The Swap (which is, some reason gone...) and the Gus fic I'm working on, but then I found this and thought I'd post it. Not really planing on continuing it, but if people want me to I guess I will. Plot-wise this story has nothing to do with any of my others. It doesn't have any of my OC's or anything.

Disclaimer: I do not own Psych, or any of its characters. I do own the plot line, and any characters I make up. Also, I will not be posting this story anywhere but Fanfiction (Dot) Net.


Juliet frowned as she held the phone to her ear. She was talking to Shawn and Gus at the same time about a case, and Shawn, as he often was, was being difficult. "So, exactly what did the killer look like?" she asked again.

Shawn's response was a low growl. Then he started barking like a dog. "That means the killer had facial hair," said Gus.

Juliet rolled her eyes. "Anything else for me, Shawn?" she asked as she scribbled down the fact that the killer had facial hair. Juliet sometimes found herself feeling stupid for believing Shawn's visions, but they usually turned out to be right. She found herself believing him even when all logic pointed to a different solution. It was official: Juliet believed Shawn was a psychic.

"No, I've lost it," said Shawn.

"Yes you have," Juliet thought to herself as she smiled into the phone. "Okay, well call me right away if you get anything else," she said out loud.

"We will Jules," Shawn said. "Now, could you hang up? I can understand the spirits better if it's just me and my Official Special Helper –"

"I'm your partner, not your 'Special Helper' Shawn!" yelled Gus, causing Juliet to pull the phone away from her ear.

"Yeah, I'll hang up," said Juliet. She was about to put the phone down onto the receiver on her desk, when she thought about something. "I wonder what Shawn and Gus talking to the spirits really sounds like." She saw the 'mute' button on her phone, and an evil thought came into her mind. "I could find out… no! That would be wrong. It's eavesdropping, it's –"

"Yoo-hoo! Jules, could you hang up the phone please?" asked Shawn.

"Oh, right," said Juliet. Making a spur-of-the-moment decision, she pushed the 'mute' button on her phone and pressed the receiver to her ear.

"I think she was suspicious, Shawn," said Gus.

Juliet's eyes widened. "Suspicious?"

"Jules? Nah! If she hasn't figured it out yet, why would she be suspicious?" Shawn asked.

"They're definitely keeping a secret. Are they committing some sort of a crime?"

"Well I still think you should be more careful…" said Gus. "We're going to get discovered eventually if you don't."

"You always say that, Gus, and it hasn't happened yet!"

"'Always?' Whatever it is, they've been doing it for a while."

"Still…" said Gus. "Anyway, how are you going to reveal the identity of the killer to the police?"

"Well I don't know who it is yet Gus. I still need to check that security footage…"

"What security footage is he checking? One of the killings took place in a store… that security footage? Why would a psychic need to look at that?"

"…but I'm thinking a seizure, followed by the portrayal of a historical figure."

"Wait, he plans out these visions?" Juliet thought. She always thought they were something he couldn't control.

"Well, that'll be exciting. Your visions have, dare I say it, been getting a little boring. And unbelievable," said Gus.

"Well I'm not a real psychic, am I Gus?"

Juliet hung up the phone.


So. Whether it was good, bad, or whatever, please review. I won't mark it as complete yet, but I don't know if I'm going to continue.