Carlton Lassiter's day started out very crappy when he woke up late for work because the power went out in his home again. When he made it to the station he was an hour late and the chief told him he was behind on his paperwork even though he was sure that he had all of it done before he left the SBPD yesterday.

"Are you behind on your paperwork Lassie?" The detective heard behind him. Lassiter sighed out loud. Just when his day was started to look better the fake psychic had to show up.

" Shut up Spencer. I don't want to deal with any more crap today. Especially crap from a fake psychic like you." The detective snapped in frustration.

"I'm sensing you're angry that you have to redo what you already had done yesterday because your paperwork mysteriously disappeared. I can ask the spirits to help find them for you." The fake psychic stated with a mischievous smirk. It finally dawned on the head detective that it was the resident psychic's fault that his paperwork was missing, most likely stolen. None too gently he grabbed Spencer's arm and pulled him to a secluded hallway.

"So Lassie uh, what's up?" Shawn asked with a nervous laugh as the detective shoved him against the gritty wall beside interrogation room C. Shawn groaned softly. At first Lassiter thought it was from pain until he felt the younger man's obvious excitement. He stared at the smaller man and with a smirk the detective brushed his lips against the psychic's drawing a soft moan from the younger man.

"You like this don't you Spencer?" Lassiter asked with a soft growl. Shawn gasped in pleasure as the detective ground his hips against Shawn. "Now this could continue if you tell me where my paperwork is." The older man said.

"M- Middle drawer on y- your desk." Shawn stuttered. Carlton grinned and kissed the smaller man.

"Now was that so hard?" Lassiter asked with a small grin. His day was beginning to look better because he had his paperwork back and would be even better if the small psychic goes home with him at the end of the day. "My place after work? We could finish what we started." Lassiter asked putting his hands on the psychic's hips.

Shawn smiled widely as he answered with an exuberant "Uh, Yeah!"