A/n- Hi guys. This idea came to me when I was rewatching The Blacklist. Tell me what you think and I'll try to continue it. I haven't really worked out the plot line yet, but it will take place after Shawn and Jules reconcile after finding out Shawn's secret and right after Red turns himself in and will probably follow The Blacklist's plot line with some Psych characters in it . This is an extreme AU fic for both series and some of the characters (especially Shawn) will be out of character at some points.


Chapter One

Shawn Spencer sat at his desk in the Psych office finishing up some paperwork as he was singing along to some 80's song. He didn't know someone had walked into the office until he heard them clear their throat. He jumped a little and looked up. "Racheal," he said in shock as he stood up. "Aren't you- I thought that you and Max were in England."

"Max is in England, however, I am not."

"Obviously," Shawn laughed. He was trying to cover up his shock and confusion, but it wasn't working." "What brings you back to Santa Barbara then? Does Gus know you're here?"

"Special Agent Spencer." His former title from years ago caught him off guard. "My real name is not Racheal. I am CIA Field Agent Meera Malik. I-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on a second," Shawn interrupted as he put his hands up and shook his head. "CIA? Rach- Meer-" He shook his head again. "Agent Malik. What's going on?"

"I came here to Santa Barbara a few months ago on an undercover mission for a drug bust. After we got the information we needed, I was transferred back to D.C." Shawn opened his mouth to ask another question, but Agent Malik put her hand up to stop him. "Before you ask, yes, I did fall in love with Gus. No, he doesn't know about who I really am. Yes, I am planning on tell him, but I just don't know how to tell him that everything he knows about me is a lie. You understand my predicament, don't you?" Shawn knew his face was paler that ever before, but he still stood back up on his shaky legs and motioned for her to have a seat on one of the chairs by the window.

"Uhm, continue… what you were saying." Shawn didn't like putting his big boy pants on again. They were a little tighter than the last time had to wear them. But regardless, he knew that his past would eventually come back to get him, and now it was.

"You've heard of Raymond Reddington, haven't you?"
"Yeah, I think so. Why?"

"He was number four on the FBI's most wanted list and turned himself into this morning."

"With all due respect, I'm a private detective now. I haven't worked with the FBI since 2004. Why are you involving me in this?"

"He has asked to speak directly with you." Shawn ran his hands over his face and stood up. What's with him and criminals calling him out?! "Along with another rookie who started today," she added after a moment. Shawn walked over to a window and looked out of it.

"How long would you need me? A day or two," Shawn asked just loud enough for her to hear. She stood up and walked over towards him.

"Well," she started, unsure of how to tell him the rest of the details since he obviously didn't want to go to D.C. She could tell that something had happened and it made him leave the FBI, but she didn't know what it was. "They want you back as an agent." He shook his head without thinking. He wasn't going to leave this life he built himself behind. He was finally happy. He had Jules and Psych and he wasn't leaving that all behind. "Temporarily," Meera said over his thoughts. "Your pay would resume at where it was when you left." That made him think. He was one of the FBI's top agents and was paid a few thousand a week. Of course he splurged all the money he had made after he quit and traveled back across the country. But now he was stabled in Santa Barbara with Jules, and they could use the extra money since Psych was going slow.

"Define temporarily," he said looking at her.

"A week. Maybe two? No longer than a month. They want you on this Reddington case. And after that, you don't have to stay." He thought about it for a moment. Less than a month. He could do that. Shawn looked at her and smiled. She took that as a yes. "Welcome back to the Bureau, Agent Spencer," she said handing him his badge. He couldn't wait to rub this in Lassiter's face.

So tell me what you think! Should I continue or not? I have another story I need to finish, so this story wouldn't be my main priority, but I'll still write it! Thanks for reading!