sbpd_papabear: (thinking)
He's been a cop as long as he can remember, it feels like - retiring was the hardest thing ever did outside of signing the divorce papers. Really, they were one in the same. When she left... when Maddie left... nothing felt right anymore. Not watching Shawn piss his life away. Not sleeping in his own house.

Certainly not serving on the force. Not when he couldn't go a night without drinking until he manage to sleep or when making an arrest never felt like enough. He could never do enough... never be enough.

Henry Spencer came back from Florida a change man, and suddenly he could be helpful again. Living in their house - his house now - wasn't as hard as it had been, and every day it got a little easier.

And then Karen. Karen Vick changed his life. She was the one who brought him back to the force, granted only in an advisory position but still it was just like being a detective again.

Karen was the one who let him be the man he needed to be again. The man that fell in love with her.

He has to do it, he has to make things right so that they can be together without putting her job and his credibility in jeopardy - they've already come far too close and sooner or later they will have to go public with what is going on.

It is with a heavy heart,

His pen shakes as he writes, the tip of his tongue rolling over his lower lip as he forces himself to write the same lines he'd written a lifetime ago. Keeping it professional, to the point, he finishes with quick strokes of the pen.

I am afraid that I must formally resign my position as contractor liaison with the Santa Barbara Police Department.

It's time to open a new chapter in his life and take what may come with it. For her sake. For his sake. It's time.

Henry Spencer
sbpd_papabear: (henry and shawn)
After making arrangements with Karen for a weekend respite at Milliways, Henry slips back through the door and back into the hallway in front of the linen closet. After putting away the clean sheets, he sits down with a cold glass of iced tea to figure out just what he's going to do.

Shawn deserves to know, they're both adults and no matter what, he's gonna hear about it sooner or later. If he doesn't hear it directly from the horse's mouth he'll get it from Juliet or Gus... and that would only make it look like he's hiding things from him. And hell, he doesn't want to hide things from Shawn, there's just certain things that really shouldn't be talked about and Shawn's got a really bad habit of saying things he shouldn't.

After a few hours deliberation, he sends his son a text message:

Meet you at Psych office in 30 min, bringing dinner & beer. Me and you ONLY.
sbpd_papabear: (papabear)
It's been a couple days since they stumbled into some sort of shared hallucination (which is really the best thing he can think to call it) and neither one has broached the topic. For Henry's part, he's decided it's either too weird to talk about or never happened at all.

Instead, he's working late on Thursday night fixing paperwork that tried to claim Gus' car insurance as a state billable work expense. Nice try.

Just after seven, the station had gone more or less quiet - the steady din of the workday tapering off to the solemn click of a few keyboards punctuating the otherwise still environment. It was kind of nice... perfect time to grab a coffee and check out the snack machine for options to stave off dinner until he went home.

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