Woot woot!! Yep-yeppers, you heard me! I've finished my one Psych fanfiction, Seeing is Believing, and am on to the next one!!
Here's a link to the new one, Rescue Me, and a summary excerpt.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3849200/1/Rescue_Me
Shawn Spencer was having a completely and utterly bad day. And he certainly had had better days before. Much, much better days. Today he had woken up after a night with little sleep only to have a pounding headache, and then only to have the Chief of Police promptly call with a new case. They were seriously beginning to take advantage of him over there. Who really needed a psychic at a bank robbery in progress for Pete’s sake? The culprits? Yeah, right over there, ten feet away, robbing a bank. The crime? Uh, robbing a bank. When? Right about… now. Why? Presumably for all of the money they had been stuffing into large bags. Now really, was that so hard? But no, for whatever reason in her blo.nde little head, the Chief had called for him and his partner in crime, Burton “Gus” Guster.
And suddenly things became so much more difficult. One of the three robbers had stupidly decided to try and shoot someone in a bank half filled with police officers. But Head Detective Carlton Lassiter was faster, shoot.ing the robber down. Well this didn’t settle all too well with the other robbers. One went crazy, grabbing onto the nearest police officer and pressing a gun to their head.
Detective Juliet O’ Hara was probably not having the best day either. Of course, having a gun pressed to one’s head is usually cause for at least a little stress.
(You can also find my other Psych story, Seeing is Believing, at this link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3687572/1/Seeing_is_Believing
Check them both out!!)
Here's a link to the new one, Rescue Me, and a summary excerpt.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3849200/1/Rescue_Me
Shawn Spencer was having a completely and utterly bad day. And he certainly had had better days before. Much, much better days. Today he had woken up after a night with little sleep only to have a pounding headache, and then only to have the Chief of Police promptly call with a new case. They were seriously beginning to take advantage of him over there. Who really needed a psychic at a bank robbery in progress for Pete’s sake? The culprits? Yeah, right over there, ten feet away, robbing a bank. The crime? Uh, robbing a bank. When? Right about… now. Why? Presumably for all of the money they had been stuffing into large bags. Now really, was that so hard? But no, for whatever reason in her blo.nde little head, the Chief had called for him and his partner in crime, Burton “Gus” Guster.
And suddenly things became so much more difficult. One of the three robbers had stupidly decided to try and shoot someone in a bank half filled with police officers. But Head Detective Carlton Lassiter was faster, shoot.ing the robber down. Well this didn’t settle all too well with the other robbers. One went crazy, grabbing onto the nearest police officer and pressing a gun to their head.
Detective Juliet O’ Hara was probably not having the best day either. Of course, having a gun pressed to one’s head is usually cause for at least a little stress.
(You can also find my other Psych story, Seeing is Believing, at this link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3687572/1/Seeing_is_Believing
Check them both out!!)
