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"I know you're not a psychic."
Shawn mentally cursed. "I knew it! Now she's going to tell the Chief… unless I lie."
"Jules, I am too a psychic!" he lied. He quickly observed a small stain of what seemed to be motor oil on the bottom of her right pant leg. "How else would I know that your car broke down this morning?"
"I don't know," she admitted. "But you're not a psychic. I heard you tell Gus on the phone."
"I… was being sarcastic," he lied again. "Get it? Just a joke. Ha, ha!"
"No Shawn. It wasn't a joke."
"Time for a different approach."
"Why in the world would I pretend to be a psychic?"
"So you wouldn't get arrested."
"Who told her about that?"
"Why would you think I'd get arrested?" he asked. "And what would me being a psychic have to do with anything?"
"That's a pretty good argument…"
"I talked to Lassiter," she said shortly.
"Never mind."
"Did I mention he drinks? A lot?"
"Shawn!"
"Fine!" Shawn yelled. He then looked around and brought his tone down so no one else would hear him. "Fine, I… I'm not a psychic. You win, Jules. What do you want? To tell the Chief? Get me arrested?"
"No!" said Juliet. She was surprised at his reaction. "Why in the world would you think that?"
Shawn looked at her apologetically. "Sorry Jules." He took a deep breath. "I just really, really, really, don't want to go to jail."
"You won't," Juliet assured him. "Well at least not for this." Both of them smiled. "So if you're not a psychic, how do you do it?"
"My Dad," Shawn started. "He trained me to become a cop. To notice stuff that most people miss."
"Wow," Juliet whispered. "You were able to solve all those crimes, just by observing stuff?"
"Yeah, pretty amazing aren't I?" he gloated.
"You better watch it Shawn," Juliet teased. "I'm the only one around here that knows your secret. If you bug me, I'll tell the Chief."
"No you won't."
"No you won't," Shawn said confidently.
"Oh Chief Vick!"
"Can I get you anything Jules? Bagel, coffee, foot rub?"
Juliet laughed. "I'm 'psychic' too, Shawn. And I'm sensing that you secretly want to give me a foot rub."
"Ew, gross, I do not!" Shawn exclaimed.
"How does she know that?"
Hope you guys liked it. It was really fun to write. I think I might try writing another story where Shawn is "discovered," but not by Juliet. It'll probably be up pretty soon. And I'm making a vow: Gus will not be ignored anymore! (At least not in my next story.) Thanks everyone for reviewing, but please review this chapter too, and tell me what you thought of the story over all.
Bye!