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Ex's and Oh No's - Psych

One of Shawn's previous relationships comes back to haunt him. Inspired by the song "Ex's and Oh's" by Elle King. WARNING! Some creepy stuff.

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It started with a case.

The case was simple, so Shawn and Gus (despite their efforts) weren't there.

Jules and Lassie looked around the house and questioned her known associates, but everything lined up. Not even Shawn could say this was a murder (well, he could, but he would be wrong).

Actually, the problem wasn't in the case at all. (why did I tell you about it in the first place?) The actual problem had just come to town, and was watching and waiting from the sidelines.

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Chelsea frowned to herself while looking on from her hiding spot. Where was he? She crept a little closer to hear what they were saying.

"...no need to bring in Spencer!" said the tall detective into his phone. Silence...and then a nod. "Thank you, Chief." He hung up.

Chelsea could tell he didn't like her bae, and she knew he wasn't coming in today. Hee hee, that rhymed! Rhyme time, Chelsea... Nothing rhymed with Chelsea. She sighed unhappily. Nothing was going her way. Now, where was she? Oh right! The police station. He'll definitely be there. She grinned and left her bush as silently as possible. Lip smacking, kidnapping.

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"I don't know, Shawn, this case looks pretty cut and dry to me," Gus said, climbing up the steps to the station.

"We're just gonna take a look," Shawn replied. "If everything looks 'cut and dry', we'll leave."

"When, Shawn," Gus corrected.

"Gus, don't be a-mmph!"

Gus turned. Shawn was gone.

Yep that's it. This cliffie will tell me if people actually read these. Bye!