Disclaimer: I do not own anything that is from Psych.
Beta: Yes and thank you to jerseybelle for all your hard work.
Warning: In every chapter alcohol will be a factor and some chapters, may contain, slash, violence, and some very strange things. If you don't like any of these things, please don't read it.
Authors Notes: This is a collection of one shot's. In each chapter, at least one person will be drunk and this is the end result of that night. Each chapter will have its own warning, as well as Author notes, so please read them before the story, just to make sure that it is something you want to read.
I will only be updating this story as I get ideas for it, so please be patient.
So here is the first one.
Warning: Underage drinking.
Pairing: Henry and Shawn, (Father and Son)
Story Notes: Shawn over hears his mum and dad fighting the night she leaves. Shawn takes off and Henry goes looking for him.
On a Drunken Night: By islashlove
Chapter 1: Looking for You.
Henry had spent the last five hours driving around Santa Barbara looking for his fifteen year old son, Shawn. It was now two in the morning and he was starting to get very worried.
Shawn was supposed to have been staying at Gus' that night. But instead he had walked in on a fight that he and Shawn's mother were having. Thinking back over the last few years that seemed to be all Shawn had been walking in on.
But tonight was different. Tonight Shawn's mum was leaving and there were words said that shouldn't have been. Words Shawn should never have heard.
Once Henry had realised that Shawn was there, he sent Shawn to his room and as soon as Madeline had left, Henry went to check on him, only to find Shawn was gone.
He had started looking for Shawn in the usual places. He checked with his friends and with each one he talked to, the more worried he got. It seems that Shawn had managed to get his hands on some alcohol and he was drunk.
After filtering through all of Shawn's friends and getting nowhere, Henry had headed out to check the places where Shawn loved to hide. After five hours and fifteen places, Henry pulled up at the last place on his list.
Henry took his torch and headed towards the place Gus had described. The road surface gave way to the grassy edge and then Henry was on the soft sand of the beach.
After walking for about five minutes and hearing only the waves hitting on the shore and the crunching of the sand underfoot, Henry's foot kicked something. Shining his torch down, Henry saw it was an empty beer bottle. Lying next to it was another, then another, leading a trail that headed towards the nearby pier.
Henry's heart started to beat faster as he picked up his pace in his search for Shawn. The soft sand underfoot gave way to the pounding of his feet on hard wood. Now all Henry could hear were the waves crashing against the pier, his feet hitting the wood and the random clunking of the occasionally empty beer bottle that he kicks. Shining his torch around, Henry let out a sigh of relief when the light finely hits the form of his son sitting on the edge.
Stopping to catch his breath, Henry just stares at his son's back. Trying not to startle Shawn, Henry carefully moves forward, but stops short, when Shawn speaks.
"Do you and mum really not want me?"
"Shawn," Henry said worried. "Of course I want you."
"What about mum?" Shawn whispered.
Henry didn't know what to say. He knows Shawn had overheard his mum yelling that she can't take Shawn's behaviour anymore and that she was leaving. He just wasn't sure how much Shawn understood what his mother meant by what she said. Henry was pulled from his thoughts by Shawn's moving.
Looking up Henry stared in terror as Shawn pivoted between the pier's edge and the water. Lunging forward Henry just reaches Shawn as he starts to fall. Pulling him back onto the pier Henry held Shawn close.
"You should have let me go, Dad. Both of you would be better off and then mum wouldn't leave."
"It's not your fault, Shawn, and it's not hers either. It's..." Henry stops talking when he hears Shawn snoring.
Looking down at his sleeping son, Henry smiles. He then picks up the sleeping Shawn and heads back towards the beach and his pick-up. As he drove home, a small smile formed on his face at the thought of Shawn nursing a hangover in the morning. Hopefully this will put Shawn off of drinking too much in the future.
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