A Partner In Need (Psych Love Drabble/Ficlet Series)

By Andie O'Neill

Genre: Friendship, (Slight) Humor

Rating: PG

Spoiler: Season 3

Characters: Carlton Lassiter, Juliet O'Hara

Summary: Juliet comforts a newly divorced Carlton Lassiter.

A/N: So out of pure boredom and because I was stuck at a stupid ALL DAY seminar, I've written a bunch of Psych drabbles. I call it "Psych Love Drabble/Ficlet Series" (awesome title, I know.)

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the show.

It'd been nearly a week since Carlton Lassiter had signed the divorce the papers and Juliet O'Hara was really starting to get worried. She hated seeing her partner look so down, but she had no idea what to do or say to make things better. She wasn't good at such things, and she'd only recently started figuring out how to get under the normally distant detective's skin. She'd hoped that in time he'd come to her and talk about what had happened, but as more and more time went by she was starting to think that maybe she'd have to start things off herself. A woman's work was never done…. Juliet wasn't about to let her partner sulk until he eventually turned to self-destructive behavior. Shawn had warned her of what had happened when he'd found the head detective drinking his cares away at Tom Blair's pub years before. She'd yet to see a bruise of any kind, but that didn't mean it wouldn't happen eventually.

Juliet sighed, putting away her things and walked over to where Lassiter sat, finishing off some paper work after his latest case, and laid a gentle hand on her partner's shoulder. "You know any woman would be lucky to have you, right?" she asked, happy it was late, leaving the area relatively empty, with only a few officers on the night shift.

Carlton looked up at her, almost in a daze. He immediately sighed a tired sigh, and Juliet knew then and there just how bad things must be. "I know, O'Hara," he muttered, giving her a faint smile.

Juliet smiled back. "Just you wait and see… you'll find someone, and I'm willing to bet they'll fall head over heels for you. I mean, who could resist a strong Irish hairline and those sexy blue eyes," she joked, mimicking Shawn.

Lassiter immediately snorted in amusement, and Juliet was sure it the first time she'd seen him begin to relax since the divorce papers. "You really need to spend less time with Spencer and Mr. Guster, O'Hara… before they ruin you."

O'Hara just shrugged. "What can I say… they amuse me. In fact, I was thinking about getting together with them tonight… maybe grabbing some dinner. Wanna come?"

Slowly Carlton's smile began to fade, and Juliet cursed silently. "No… you go, have fun."

Juliet frowned, thinking for a moment, before another idea came to mind. "Wanna get your gun, head to the gun range and shoot stuff for awhile?"

Carlton's smile immediately returned, and Juliet mentally gave herself a fist bump. "Yeah, let's do that," he agreed, grabbing his coat.

Juliet pat her partner's back in amusement. "Yeah okay… let me just get my stuff…." Perhaps some time at the gun range would cheer her partner up… and if that didn't work she could always just offer him another hug. She had a partner to watch out for, and there was no way she was going to let him down.

"O'Hara?" Lassiter called just as Juliet was heading back to her own desk to grab her things. Juliet turned back around. She could see the warmth return in his eyes, and knew eventually she'd have the old Carlton back… and better than ever. "Thanks."

Juliet just shrugged, giving him a warm smile. "What are partner's for?"

The End