"They just called. They found the last piece of evidence." She absently rubbed her forehead. "Finally. What a day."
Shawn couldn't argue with her. The case had been frustrating, devastating even. Even the fake psychic had to admit that he felt a little strained but that might have been because he had just played out a highly strenuous split personality vision. Repeatedly switching between a deranged soprano singer and lumberjack-figured man had really taken a strain on his vocal chords. "Well. We got 'em!"
Anna smirked. "We do. I'm still not sure how I am going to work that rooftop episode into my report, though."
"The spirits demanded it."
"The spirits demanded a handstand?"
"Yes. Sometimes they want sacrifices, like the ancient gods."
She thought about that for a second. "That's creepy. But thank you, Shawn. I'm not sure if we had caught the bastard in time without you."
"But you put it all together." Which wasn't even a lie. Without Gus around it had been incredibly hard to focus, especially with all the weird, medical details and facts. "Besides, don't thank me. Thank the Christmas spirits. They told me it was my obligation to ensure you have a calm mind during the holidays. In return they demand that I spread the love."
Anna quirked an eyebrow at that. "Spread the love?"
"Yes. You ever seen Captain Planet? That kid with the monkey, he had this ring and always yelled "Heart!" and everything started glowing and people were nice to each other."
She laughed, her tired face lighting up a little and Shawn felt better immediately. He had never liked seeing people so drained from work and past worry. "You are going to yell heart at me?"
"Oh no, that would be terribly embarrassing and rude given the fact that you have a slight headache. Also, I don't have the ring." He put one arm behind his back. "I do, however, have this little thing here!" He pulled it back out and over their heads.
Anna blinked in surprise, looking at the small, green thing dangling from his fingers. "Where did you get that?"
Shawn pulled his 'mysterious face'. "The Christmas spirits brought it for us."
She took another good look, the corners of her mouth suddenly twitching. "Is that the one from the entrance hall?"
"Well, I don't know, I didn't ask where they got it from."
Anna looked at his perfectly serious face and broke into a giggle fit. She was about to comment on that when Shawn simply leaned forward and softly pressed his lips to hers, for a moment taking away the strain of a long, frustrating interstate case.
She liked the way he smelled and tasted of sun and beach and pineapple in the middle of December, Christmas just around the corner.
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Date: 2007-12-19 03:04 pm (UTC)Shawn couldn't argue with her. The case had been frustrating, devastating even. Even the fake psychic had to admit that he felt a little strained but that might have been because he had just played out a highly strenuous split personality vision. Repeatedly switching between a deranged soprano singer and lumberjack-figured man had really taken a strain on his vocal chords. "Well. We got 'em!"
Anna smirked. "We do. I'm still not sure how I am going to work that rooftop episode into my report, though."
"The spirits demanded it."
"The spirits demanded a handstand?"
"Yes. Sometimes they want sacrifices, like the ancient gods."
She thought about that for a second. "That's creepy. But thank you, Shawn. I'm not sure if we had caught the bastard in time without you."
"But you put it all together." Which wasn't even a lie. Without Gus around it had been incredibly hard to focus, especially with all the weird, medical details and facts. "Besides, don't thank me. Thank the Christmas spirits. They told me it was my obligation to ensure you have a calm mind during the holidays. In return they demand that I spread the love."
Anna quirked an eyebrow at that. "Spread the love?"
"Yes. You ever seen Captain Planet? That kid with the monkey, he had this ring and always yelled "Heart!" and everything started glowing and people were nice to each other."
She laughed, her tired face lighting up a little and Shawn felt better immediately. He had never liked seeing people so drained from work and past worry. "You are going to yell heart at me?"
"Oh no, that would be terribly embarrassing and rude given the fact that you have a slight headache. Also, I don't have the ring." He put one arm behind his back. "I do, however, have this little thing here!" He pulled it back out and over their heads.
Anna blinked in surprise, looking at the small, green thing dangling from his fingers. "Where did you get that?"
Shawn pulled his 'mysterious face'. "The Christmas spirits brought it for us."
She took another good look, the corners of her mouth suddenly twitching. "Is that the one from the entrance hall?"
"Well, I don't know, I didn't ask where they got it from."
Anna looked at his perfectly serious face and broke into a giggle fit. She was about to comment on that when Shawn simply leaned forward and softly pressed his lips to hers, for a moment taking away the strain of a long, frustrating interstate case.
She liked the way he smelled and tasted of sun and beach and pineapple in the middle of December, Christmas just around the corner.