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When Harry Met Shawn (7/?)

Title: When Harry Met Shawn
Fandom: Psych, Doctor Who
Characters: Shawn, The Doctor (11), Amy Pond & special guests
Word Count: 2609
Rating: PG-13
Summary: It's Shawn's first real trip in the TARDIS. The Doctor's decided on London 1920 where nothing really happens. That is until they see Houdini perform and get invited to a seance where things don't go quite right. Shawn's observation skills impress a well-known author of detective stories
Notes: This is a sequel to It's a Gift, A Psychic Detective's Investigation in Wales and Is There a Psychic in the House?. I started posting this over on Psychfic.com and thought it was about time I started over here. Thanks to DrHampants over at Psycfic,com for the title!

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Shawn watched from the wings as Houdini performed. This was amazing! He didn’t know where to look. Amy was pleased to be backstage as well, but not to the same degree. He didn’t think anyone could be. The Doctor watched them both indulgently. At one point, Houdini caught his eye and winked. He grinned like an idiot.

When the show was over, they were once more in a cab on the way to a séance. The Doctor handed Harry his bracelets. “What is this for?”

“To keep you from being fried to a crisp should the alien decide to pay you a visit,” Amy said.

“There’s a slight energy discharge when it enters,” the Doctor clarified, “and an even stronger one when it leaves. These should keep it from killing you.”

“And you each have them?”

The three of them bared their arms. “See? Just like our own club.”

Houdini slipped his on and pulled down his sleeves. “Well, if you have them on as well.”

They arrived at the house where the séance was to be held and were escorted into a parlor at the front of the house where the guests mingled until the séance was ready. Harry itched to get in there early, or at least get a peek to see what they were doing, but the view was blocked by
some large men.

That didn’t say much about the medium if she thought she needed muscle. Shawn stood by a table loaded with nibbles, helping himself as he looked around at the other guests. They were a mix of ages and classes, probably one of the few places they could find something in common. He caught some murmurs about Harry and smiled as well as he could with a full mouth.

He made his way back to the others where Amy just looked at him. “Did you leave anything for everyone else?”

“Sure. I left some of those nasty paste sandwiches. Blech!” He stuck out his tongue. “What’s the wait time?”

“Probably not much longer,” the Doctor answered.

As if on cue, one of the men announced that all was ready and the guests were allowed to enter the large room and took their places at the table. Shawn saw that Harry sat where he could watch the medium and sat next to him. The Doctor and Amy were further down the table where they could see the whole room. The medium was an older woman, maybe in her sixties, and intoned in a deep voice that it was time to start. The other guests filled in the empty spaces and rested their hands on the table as instructed, pinkies touching those of their neighbors This is easier to bypass than everyone holding hands, Shawn thought.

The lights dimmed and soon they could only see by the candles on the table. The medium then stated she would attempt to make contact with the other side and that it depended on the energy in the room. Anything negative would keep the spirits away. Shawn smiled at the classic and familiar excuse.

When “contact” was made, it was by knocks – one for yes, two for no. He heard Harry scoff beside him. She’ll be working up to levitating the table next. That’s when the light appeared. The alien had arrived.

The Doctor stood quickly, his chair falling to the floor. “Don’t break the circle!” the medium cried out. “The spirit will leave!”

“It’s not a spirit,” the Doctor answered as he pulled out his sonic screwdriver to get those needed readings of the alien.

The guests watched in awe as the light floated around the table, pausing over each person. Each subsequent trip was faster as it narrowed down its choices. It seemed to bypass the Doctor altogether – probably because of the sonic screwdriver. Amy seemed protected because she was next to him. Shawn did not like how the odds were setting up.

None of the guests had moved from the table as they believed it to be part of the experience. Shawn ducked and covered his head when he saw it zooming in his direction. It wasn’t until he heard the cry of surprise that he looked up at the man beside him. Harry was staring at his hands as if he had never seen them before. Crap! The alien’s inside Houdini!

Shawn didn’t take his eyes off the escapologist as he heard Amy usher everyone else out of the room. Once they were out, she closed and locked the door before standing on the opposite side of the table. The Doctor had no qualms about staying back. He walked slowly towards Harry from the other side of Shawn. Harry looked at him, startled.

“I don’t know why you’re acting like this,” the Doctor said softly. “This isn’t the first human you’ve ‘inhabited’.”

Harry’s mouth opened and closed as if trying to say something and finally the alien mastered the vocal chords. “This mind is stronger, less painful than the last.” The voice sounded like it was going through one of those modulator things.

That could have been me. Should have been me. If I hadn’t ducked, that thing would be in me.

The Doctor checked the readings on his screwdriver. “That would be because of the bracelets, completes the circuit. This way you won’t kill him when you leave him.” He leaned against the table. “So, now that we’re talking, tell me what you need. A lift home, recharge the battery, I’m your guy. If you want destruction or conquest, however, I’ll need to stop you.”

“This human has many thoughts and memories of this world. He has seen more of it than the previous host. Is this world truly that vast and varied?”

“Is that why you chose him?” asked Amy. “You were drawn to his thoughts?”

“He was not our choice,” the alien stated with a look at Shawn.

Shawn gulped. They actually wanted me over Houdini?

“This host will suffice for our purpose.”

“And just what us your purpose?”

“We are on an…exploratory mission.”

Shawn caught the hesitation but couldn’t tell if it was the alien just trying to find the right word or just searching for the word they wanted to hear. He glanced at the Doctor and could tell he had noticed it as well. He slowly stood and backed away. “Exploration or reconnaissance?” he asked.

“Is there a difference?”

“One is for scientific purposes and the other is militaristic,” the Doctor answered Amy. “We don’t have time for word games,” the Doctor said to the alien. “Tell me right now what your plan is. If it will cause harm to this planet and its inhabitants, I will stop you.”

“Then I should make arrangements that will make you think twice.”

Shawn instinctively pulled away but wasn’t quick enough. Houdini’s hand gripped his wrist like a pincer before twisting it behind his back virtually immobilizing him. He wanted to act all manly and heroic in front of Amy, but there was no holding back the scream that came out a little more girly than usual. Amy covered her mouth with her hand but the Doctor looked like he was about to yawn.

“This one,” the alien stated, “is special. You dare not risk anything happening to him.”

Shawn couldn’t believe that he was actually all that special when it came to the whole “web of time” thing and thought the Doctor would call it. Instead, he put up his hands and stepped back. Shawn raised an eyebrow at the Doctor when he made no effort to save him, not even a protest.

“A wise move. Both will be released when the mission is complete.”

At that moment, Shawn felt the room spin and then he was in a different place. No Doctor, no Amy. He was alone with an alien inhabiting the body of history’s greatest illusionist who had a secret mission that possibly could mean the end of the world. Yeah, it happens all the time.


Amy looked at the spot where Houdini and Shawn had stood. There hadn’t been any mention of Gerald Hegston disappearing like that. From the look on the Doctor’s face, he hadn’t expected it either. “How are we going to find them?”

“Firstly, that isn’t the problem.” The Doctor used the sonic to take readings yet again. “The bracelets give off a unique signature which we can use. Plus Shawn has his phone.” He strode out of the room and through the parlor to the front door ignoring the medium and guests. “No, that’s not our worry.”

“What is?” Amy tried to keep up both physically and mentally as the Doctor strode down the pavement to hail a cab.

“Finding out its mission and stopping it.”

“What can one alien do? It’s not like it can destroy the planet alone. Can it?”

“It’s doing reconnaissance. Whatever it learns and sends back to the main party will determine the severity of the attack.”

A cab stopped for them and they climbed in and the Doctor gave the address of where they left the TARDIS. He was silent as they rode, not wanting the driver to hear a discussion of aliens and think them mad. Even in her time, UFO chasers were thought to be crazy. In 1920, she wasn’t sure if there were even people who believed in aliens. Spirits and ghosts, yeah. Aliens, not so much.

The driver dropped them off at the corner a grinned widely when the Doctor paid him – with an immense tip was her guess. He strode to the TARDIS muttering to himself and she could only catch every other word and understood even less.

Amy followed him inside the TARDIS and stood back as he worked the console. He kept looking at the monitor in expectation. Not seeing what he wanted, he typed something else and looked again.

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to narrow down what type of alien we’re up against. I neglected to ask while he had Shawn.”

“He still has Shawn.”

“Yes, well…”

“What did you find out?”

“There are three possibles: the Vetreezi, the Xtlotic and the Qin. They all can take corporeal form or that of energy. They also can possess a physical body. Argh, I hate this! I used to be able to determine a species from memory. It’s horrible getting old.”

Amy sometimes forgot that he was close to celebrating his millennial – if he hadn’t already. “I don’t think you have to worry about Alzheimer’s.”

“My head’s not big enough for everything. I need a backup drive.”

“Or a pensieve.”

“I should look into that.” He peered at the monitor again. “Ha! Got it!”

“What?” Amy walked over.

“It’s a Qin. They are a curious species.”

“So it is an exploratory mission.”

“In a sense. They do like to conquer planets, but it’s mainly for the planet itself.”

“So, natural resources like water and oil.”

“That’s an added bonus. Oh, I should’ve realized when he asked how varied the Earth was!” He ran a hand through his hair as he tried to explain. “When the Qin conquer a planet, they like to explore and experience different terrains. A planet like Earth with its oceans, deserts, forests and mountains is ideal for them. It’s like after moving house when you take the time to get to know the place and settle in.”

“Except they don’t wait for the old tenant to move out.”

“Yes, well, they don’t kill unless provoked, which, of course, is what most do to defend themselves.”

Amy digested all this information. “That’s why it wanted Shawn. He told me that he traveled about America for years and even went to Thailand. It settled on Houdini because he’s toured Europe and America.”

The Doctor went into one of the storerooms and rummaged about.

“But I still don’t get why it went for Hegston when there was a real medium was there with Sophie.”

“Think about it!” he called back. “My guess is that of all the people at the séance, he was probably the most traveled. He wasn’t in the war, was he?”

“Mrs. Hegston didn’t say. He could’ve been.” She settled on one of the seats. “Okay, if the Qin wants visions of Earth, I can see why he didn’t take me – I never left Leadworth – but why not you? It hovered by you the first time.”

“Most likely realized my mind was too much for it.” He returned with a contraption about the size of a video game control box made of metal with lights.

“What is that?”

“This? Doesn’t have a name, or, if it did, I’ve forgotten it. Anyway, it should be just the thing to get the Qin out of Harry. If I can get the right setting, it’ll be drawn out like iron filings to a magnet.”

“All right, we know what to do when we get there, but what about finding them?”

“Did that first thing. We’re already there.” He headed for the door and Amy bounded down the steps after him.

The Doctor’s hand rested on the door handle, ready to push it open. “I’m not sure what we’re going to find out there, so you’ll really need to do as I ask.” He looked at her earnestly, waiting for that promise.

If the Doctor was nervous about this, it made her even more anxious. What would they find out there? Was Shawn OK? “I will.”

He opened the door.



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