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Is There a Psychic in the House? (11/?)

Title: Is There a Psychic in the House?
Genre: Crossover, Gen
Fandoms: Doctor Who, Psych
Characters/Pairings: Shawn Spencer, Juliet O'Hara, Carlton Lassiter, Burton Guster, Henry Spencer, Karen Vick, Buzz McNabb, Amy Pond, Eleventh Doctor, Shawn/Juliet
Rating: So far, all audiences
Word Count: 1088
Summary:Not long after "Yang 3 in 2D" Shawn is relaxing outside the office when he strikes up a conversation with a pretty young redhead. Then he gets called on a bizarre murder case that just might have to do with aliens.
Notes: After my last story, I had people asking for Shawn to meet the Doctor, so here it is. It follows It's a Gift and A Psychic Detective's Investigation in Wales. Both include and original character and the second is a Torchwood crossover. You don't have to read them to enjoy this, but you might get more out of it.

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Shawn weaved through the traffic back to the office. That feeling he had experienced since he saw the body of Heidecker had disappeared now that he had someone to share the knowledge with. He could relax and be himself—or at least the Shawn Spencer that everyone expected. “How’re you doing back there?” He looked into the rearview. Gus looked a little uncomfortable at the tight back seat whereas the Doctor looked like his knees were at his chin.

“As well as can be expected,” replied Gus.

“If only it could be bigger on the inside, eh?” teased Amy.

“Pond,” the Doctor warned.

Shawn pulled up by the rear access alley as close as he could to the TARDIS, two very blue vehicles side-by-side. “Right, let’s go.”

“What is a police box doing here?” asked Gus as he got out.

“Trust you to know what that thing looks like,” commented Shawn.

The Doctor stretched and walked to the TARDIS. “Shouldn’t take too long for me to find what I’m looking for.”

“I wouldn’t think so,” remarked Gus. “That’s not much bigger than a closet.”

Shawn looked at Amy and smiled. She went in first and Shawn followed and placed himself in the ideal place to see Gus’ reaction.

“Shawn, you know I don’t like Sardines! You remember in third grade when--” Gus entered the TARDIS and his jaw dropped. “Holy crap, dude.”

“I think that’s a first,” Amy said from a chair by the console.

“But this is amazing! Unbelievable, but amazing!”

“Well, believe it,” said the Doctor as he returned lugging something that looked like a huge piece of Tupperware, tongs and ginormous rubber gloves.

“Isn’t that a little overkill?” Shawn asked.

“Never can be too cautious with something this dangerous.” He flipped a lever on the console and set the center column in motion.

“What did you do? What is this?”

“It’s a ship,” Shawn answered his best friend.

“A ship? A spaceship?”

Shawn nodded.

“So that means he’s…”

“An alien,” Amy supplied.

“The second I’ve seen,” Shawn admitted.

“Third, actually.” The Doctor leaned against the console.

“Alan?”

“Try again.”

Shawn grinned. “Jack.”

“Jack.” The column stopped and the Doctor picked up his supplies.

Amy caught the gloves before they fell to the floor. “So how do we find them?”

“The sonic screwdriver should be able to locate them from the resonance they give off.”

“Resonance?”

“Everything organic gives off some resonance,” said Gus. “Space rocks even more so.”

“Exactly, Gus. They’ll give off a unique signature. I should’ve checked the first time we were here.”

“In the back of the office?”

“Gus, keep up. We’ve already moved.” Amy followed the Doctor down the steps to the door.

“Moved? Shawn, what’s going on?”

“Remember when we wanted to believe in aliens and spaceships? OK, that case with Kessler and the textile company kinda tarnished things a bit, but this is the real thing.” Shawn guided Gus out of the TARDIS.

“C’mon, you two!” Amy called as she left the exhibition room.

“We’re in the museum.”

“Yeah.”

“We’re in the museum.”

“Gus, you can dwell on it later and ask the Doctor all the geeky questions you want. Right now we need to keep anyone else from dying.” He headed after Amy and the Doctor.

It wasn’t long before Gus joined him. “How long have you known he was alien?”

“Since the moment I knew he was the Doctor.”

“And why did you know that?”

“Gus, I said you could ask questions later.” Where the hell did they go?

“Alan told you.” Gus deduced the truth. “How did he know?”

Shawn knew it was time to let Gus in on the secret he’d kept for over a year. “Because Alan is a time traveler from the future and he’s met the Doctor before.”

“And were you going to tell me the truth if I hadn’t asked?”

“He only confirmed what I guessed, Gus. He’s not allowed to tell anyone what he does.”

“So what does he do? Is it more Timecop or Voyagers?”

Shawn sighed. Gus was not going to drop this until he got an answer he liked. “He told me he’s an observer. He’s not around to arrest anyone or change things. I’ll tell you everything about Alan, the Doctor and what happened in Wales once this is over. So, if you want to hear it, we have to catch up with the Doctor and Amy.”

Due to their time in the museum when solving the mummy case—and subsequent visits—Shawn knew all the ins and outs and soon caught up with the Doctor and Amy as they were about to head into the basement.

“About time,” said Amy.

“Sorry.”

“Remember, do not touch the rocks,” the Doctor warned. “We get them away and into the TARDIS before anyone else gets a hold of them.”

“Right, like I’m gonna touch killer rocks,” murmured Gus so only Shawn could hear.

The Doctor went first followed by Amy. Shawn started after them but Gus pulled him back. “I’m not going last, Shawn. You know the person last in line is the first to buy it.”

“This isn’t a haunted house, Gus. The same rules don’t apply. But if you want me to be the first to be able to escape, I thank you for your sacrifice.” He held out his arm to allow Gus to go ahead.

“You know, I think you deserve to go first after all the hard work you’ve put in.”

Shawn smiled. Sometimes Gus was too easily manipulated. They hurried down the stairs to where the Doctor was using some alien tech thing to scan the room. It looked like a cross between a wand and one of those really expensive silver pens. That must be the sonic screwdriver. The tip glowed green. “So, what’s it say?”

“The rocks are down this way.” The Doctor shoved the container into Shawn’s hands before continuing into the darkened storeroom.

“Does he always rush off into the dark unknown like this?”

“I think it’s all he does,” Amy responded. “C’mon. He’ll only get in trouble if left alone.” She hastened after the Doctor.

“You heard what she said, Gus. We can’t let them have all the fun.” He dashed after the red head.

Shawn stopped only when he saw the Doctor kneeling beside the body of a man on the floor. He heard Gus gasp in his ear. Even in the dim light, he could see it was the curator and he was still alive. “Well, cross him off the suspect list.”

Chapter 12

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