Shawn burst out the door to his dad's beach house, completely enraged. He didn't get angry too often, but this time Henry had gone too far. He had gone to his dad's house two hours earlier, it was now 9:32.

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Shawn rode his bike into the small drive of his dad's house. Henry was out so Shawn had used his spare key to get in. The house was clean, as it always was, but by the time Henry walked in at 9, it was as of a hurricane had passed through.

"Shawn!" Henry yelled throwing his hands in the air then bringing them to rest on his shiny bald head.

"Oh… hey dad," Shawn replied nonchalantly. "What's up?"

"What the HELL do you think you're doing to my house?" Henry growled.

"I'm looking for my one of a kind mint condition G.I. Jo action figure with the actual gold plated dog tags, you haven't seen it have you?" Shawn asked looking up at Henry. Henry's arms dropped from his head and the volume of his voice had gone down, Shawn noticed him avoiding eye contact.

"I haven't seen it, I don't think it's here," Henry looked at the ceiling as he spoke.

Shawn knew something was up, "You're not telling me something."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Henry went from looking at the ceiling to glancing around the strewn about room.

"Dad what happened to my G.I. Jo?" he asked suspiciously.

Henry finally looked him in the eyes, "Listen Shawn… I didn't think you'd ever be back for it… sooo."

Shawn realized what he was saying, "Dad… You didn't."

"I had too Shawn, I needed to pay something off so…"

"You sold my MINT CONDITION G.I. JO WITH THE ACTUAL GOLD PLATED DOG TAGS?!" Shawn blurted. "I can't believe you!"

"You haven't touched it for eighteen years, so I didn't think you'd miss it," Henry tried to defend himself. They yelled back and forth for a few more minutes then Shawn burst out the door.

The roads were deserted and to Shawn that was a good thing, he didn't want to deal with traffic while heading to the Psych office where Gus was waiting for him. There was a green light far up ahead, and Shawn knew that by the time he got to it he'd have to stop, but he didn't want to so he sped up. The light turned yellow as he got closer but he still wasn't going fast enough to beat it. Suddenly a white van pulled to a stop at the middle of the light crossing. Shawn didn't know what was going on he just barely swerved out of the way, as he did he lost control of his bike, it flipped over on top of him and slid several feet till it stopped dead in the middle of the dark street.

The white van didn't move for several minutes, then drove away silently.