Her desk was flooding with paperwork,when the phone rung.
"Kate Beckett"
"I have a surprise for you"
The voice sounded familiar,put she couldn't put her finger on who it was.
"who are you?"
"Don't speak,just listen you listen nobody else dies"
"Else?"
"Hey I'm not joking around,I have my next victim picked out"
"Who have you already killed?"
"Your writer boy there?"
"You wouldn't dare?"
"Who said I haven't already"
"If you have killed him,the blood is on your hands"
"I'm in a warehouse in New York,come find me"
"Just tell me which warehouse"
"What does it matter anyway,your writer boy is dead"
The line went dead.
"Hello,hello,hello,hello"
The guy had put a tracker on Castle,which made it easier.
...
"NYPD,COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS OUT"
She saw a dead body on the ground,she ran over.
"Castle,no"
She turned over his body,this wasn't Castle.
-the nose was too big.
-his skin tone wasn't that pale
-his phone was the wrong model
-the phone had no passcode
-he face was all shaved
-his eyes were the wrong colour
...
"CASTLE..RICK..RICK PLESSE"
She stood at the doorway of his study and started to break down,she didn't hear him enter the loft,he came up behind her.
"Kate?"
She turned around and went right into his chest,using one hand she grabbed on tightly to his top,her head under his neck,he kissed her hair and whispered in her hair.
"Shh,shh"
He leaned down a little and picked her up,her legs wrapped around him,she was at the stage of crying were she couldn't breathe.
...
She was facing his chest,her hand on a pillow,as he stroked her hair,when his mother walked through the door.
"Sorry darlings,I left something behind,when I moved out"
She turned around after closing the door.
"Darling is Katherine alright?"
He looked down at her all snuggled,he didn't tell his mother it would freak her out.
"Oh yeah,she's just tried,big case"
"Oh okay,I'll be quiet and quick"
"Okay mother"