Title: Flames in the Sky
Author: Dylan/dylanasurus and Katie/TheIrishShipperholic
Disclaimer: I own nothing but this story and my original characters
Show/Movie/Book: Castle, Crime Scene Investigation: New York and Chicago P.D. (crossover)
Couples/Category: Castle/Beckett, Hank/Addison, Mac/Stella, Danny/Erin, Adam/Abby, Jo/Olinsky (Chicago P.D.), Danny/Erin Lindsay, Lindsay/TBD, and others mixed through out. Alternate Universe (AU)
Rating: Mature, for violence, language, sexual scenes and periodical alcoholic consumption
Summary: AU. When a triple homicide rocks NYC and Chicago, the C.S.I.: NY team with help from Castle & Beckett must join forces with the CPD team to catch the killer before it's too late.
Author's Note: Dylan and I are very pleased to be able to work together. We both enjoy each others' writing, so we hope that you enjoy ours combined!
Chapter One
New York
The girl whimpered as she scooted back further away from the person holding a gun on her, ignoring the metal floor of the bus. "Please don't kill me. I'll do anything!" she whimpered.
"It's too late for that," the person replied in a low growl. He advanced on her, forcing her to her feet then put the gun at her forehead and shot her point blank. She sank to the floor, lifeless.
Detective Kate Beckett rolled over in bed and sighed as her phone kept ringing. Realizing that it was actually something important, important meaning work, she grabbed her phone and answered it. "Beckett." Her voice was still filled with sleep as she spoke. The person on the other end informed of a murder and she threw her head back on the pillow. She had been hoping to sleep in, but that plan obviously had just gone out the door. Hanging up, she swung her feet over the edge of the bed. She hit Castle lightly but hard enough to wake him up. He groaned before realizing what was going on and that they had caught a case. Neither person wanted to get up at 6am on their day off.
The pair pulled up to scene, to find Esposito and Ryan already there. "Okay guys, what do we got?" Kate yelled as she walked under the yellow crime scene tape, closely followed by Castle.
"Female. Gunshot wound to the head. Close range. Looks like a mob hit." Esposito spoke as Ryan led them over to the victim. Kate shook her head; she never understood how people could do such a thing.
"Do we know what choice of weapon?" she then asked.
"Don't know yet," Ryan said. "We're still working to get the bullet out." He nodded over at Lanie working to get the victim into the back of the M.E. van.
Kate shook her head as she directed her attention towards Lanie. Of course this wasn't going to be easy. It never was. It was days like today that made Kate want to scream in frustration. Not just because she was frustrated with the job, but more frustrated with the amount of cases that were suspected mob hits and had gone cold. The fact that the pile of mob hits on her desk kept growing by the day was enough to make anyone want to scream.
In Chicago…
A couple holding tightly onto each other backed away from the gun aimed at them. "What do you want from us, man? We don't have any money!" the guy said.
"I don't care about money," the masked man said as he came closer, put the gun to the girl's head and shot her point blank. The guy watched helplessly as his girlfriend fell to the floor of the abandoned school bus then began to sob.
"You killed her, man! You killed my girlfriend!" he yelled then advanced toward the gunman, grabbing the arm that had the weapon and began to try and wrestle it away.
The young man then ran out of the bus, trying not to cry at what he had just seen. Running as fast as his feet would carry him, he ran down the streets of Chicago before coming across a police station. He walked in, covered in his girlfriend's blood, the person at the door looked at him in shock. The man looked at him with sorrow covering his face as he spoke. "Can I help you?"
The young man sighed before speaking. "Yes. A-A guy just killed my girlfriend. I didn't see his face or anything but I can please talk to a detective or someone?" Looking as if he were about to cry, the young man's voice cracked as he explained what had just happened.
Desk Sergeant Trudy Platt let her mouth crease into a concerned frown as she witnessed this young man talking to Officer Roman so she lifted her hand and snapped her fingers. "Officer Roman, can I speak to you for a moment?" she asked in a firm tone that didn't leave time for questioning her.
Officer Sean Roman did as he was told. "Yes, Sgt. Platt?"
"What is it that that young man needs?"
"He needs to talk to a detective, m…Sgt. Platt," Sean stuttered out in response.
Trudy nodded upstairs. "Go find Detective Halstead or Ruzek," she told him. Sean headed up the stairs to the Intelligence Unit part of the building, where he found the two male detectives sitting and conversing with Erin Lindsay and Kim Burgess respectively. Clearing his throat got the attention of Jay and Erin, and the latter of the two stood up to walk over to Sean.
"What's goin' on, Officer Roman?" she asked in her husky voice.
In New York City
Kate had wandered into the 13th Precinct, a specific task in mind. She walked with a purpose, her feet carrying her towards the desk of Detective Don Flack. She looked at him with a no nonsense type of look as she placed her hands on his desk to get his attention.
"Can I help you ma'am?" Flack looked up from his paperwork, one eyebrow raised in questioning as he spoke.
Kate looked at him and slid her badge across the desk. "Yeah, I'm Detective Kate Beckett, 12th Precinct. I was told you may have information on a case I'm working." She was professional, no-nonsense as she spoke to Flack. She just wanted answers and she wanted to catch this guy as soon as she could.
"We should probably go see Mac," he said, standing up and leading her out of the Precinct, heading uptown to the Crime Scene Investigation building, where he led her inside and going up to his boss' office.
Kate followed him to the crime lab, her mind running wild with questions. "Can I ask why we are going to see this Mac person?" She ran up next to him, her eyebrows lifting as she spoke.
Flack shook his head. How could she have worked for NYPD and not know who Mac Taylor was? "We're going to see a friend of mine. His name is Mac Taylor. He's head of the Crime Lab. He'll have the answers to the questions you have."
Kate nodded then followed him into the building, where Flack used one knuckle to tap on the glass window of the office that belonged to Mac. He had a smirk on his face because he noticed his sometimes boss making out with his wife, Stella Bonasera Taylor. Inside the office, Mac eased Stella off of his lap then stood up and walked over to open the door. "Flack, what's this about?" Mac asked.
"Mac, this is Detective Kate Beckett, from the 12th Precinct. She wanted to ask some questions about that case that was brought in earlier," Flack replied.
Kate smiled politely at Mac as she tried to not laugh at the scene she had just witnessed. She knew how it went, getting caught by someone at work in that moment. "Hi." Kate stuck her hand out to shake the older detective's hand. You could almost tell she was suppressing giggles.
Mac shook her hand, smiling at the younger woman as Stella stood behind him smiling as well. "How can I help you today, Detective Beckett?" He led her into his office followed by Stella and Flack wanting information on the case as well, even though they had all the information they needed.
"I was hoping you could catch me up on what you know about the school bus homicide case," Kate said as she took a seat across from him.
"Ah, yes. We haven't learned much, but two teams are better than nothing, am I right?" Mac said with a smile as he wrapped his arms around Stella when she resumed her earlier spot in his lap.
"That is true, Detective Taylor," Kate said with a slight smirk.
Flack let out a small laugh at the smirk Kate had on her face. It reminded him of Jess. The smirk she used to give him when he'd make dirty jokes, but that was long before she started joining in with the jokes and being his partner in crime. "Boss, is it okay if she works alongside our team?" he then asked after clearing his throat.
"Yeah, the more help the better." Mac gave Kate a smile and a nod of his head as he spoke.
Kate looked at him, returning the smile before standing up. "As long as you don't mind my team helping yours, I'm on board."
Before Mac could reply, Kate's cell phone chimed with a text message and she pulled it out of her jacket pocket, reading the text from Rick. Then she responded with 'Come by the Crime lab, if you and Alexis have time; you can meet the head investigator for the other team we'll be working with.'
'I'll be there soon,' he responded back and Kate smiled then looked over at Mac. "I hope you don't mind, but one of the people from my team is on his way to meet you in person."
Back in Chicago…
Hank Voight had just dropped his granddaughter off when his cell phone rang and he pulled it out of his pocket. "This is Voight," he said upon answering the call.
"Boss, we've got a new case," the voice of Antonio Dawson said through the phone line.
"I'm on my way," Hank said in a gruff voice before hanging up and driving away from his daughter and son-in-law's home. He drove quickly to the location; putting his car in park and turning the ignition off before climbing out, walking up to Antonio and Alvin Olinsky. "What have we got?"
"Triple homicide and it's not pretty," Alvin explained as he, Antonio and Hank walked up to the abandoned school bus, climbing the steps onto the vehicle.
The three older policemen walked up to where the medical examiner was still taking photographs. Hank examined the scene for a few minutes before declaring, "So, the killer shoots the girl at close range, fights with someone that was obviously on the bus for the weapon, and then that someone runs off?"
"Sounds accurate," Antonio piped in, nodding his head. "But the better question is …where did the killer go?"
That was a really good question. Where did the killer go?
Author's Note: Where DID the killer go? Find out soon!