AN: Does anyone else have murderous thoughts about Demming? Possibly involving strangling and/or shooting him?... No? Just me then I guess...
He was okay at first but now I really really don't like him.
Unfortunately, I am being very uncreative with titles at the moment...
I do not own Castle!!!!
Demming grinned to himself as he walked down the long corridor to the morgue. Normally he tried to stay away from the morgue since he wasn't really fond of being near that many dead people but, this was for Kate so he would put up with it for a little while. He had no idea why Kate would be best friends with one of the ME's but that's what everyone had said so he had no choice but to believe them.
Demming walked a little longer down the hallway and finally came to the double doors that lead into the morgue. He took a deep breath and pushed the doors open to see a small African American woman leaning over a body with a menacing looking tool in her hand. Not wanting to startle her, he cleared his throat soft enough where it wouldn't scare her but still get her attention.
Lanie turned at the sound and put down the saw she had in her hand before turning her attention to the guy standing in the doorway.
"Um, Hello? What can I do for you?" She said with a little bit of confusion in her voice since she didn't recognize the man.
"Hello, are you Dr. Parish? My name is Tom Demming. I heard that you and Kate are friends?"
Lanie's eyes lit up as she realized who he was and that she was actually getting a chance to see him. Kate had done a wonderful job of making sure that she hadn't even got a chance to see him.
"Yup, that's me. And yes, Kate and I go way back. So you're Demming huh? I've heard a lot about you."
Demming let out a sigh of relief, glad that he didn't have to go any further into the morgue to look for Kate's friend.
"All good things I hope?"
Lanie had to admit that he was handsome and he did have a certain charm but she could just tell that he and Kate wouldn't be good together.
"Of course, I don't mean to rush or anything but I have quite a few bodies to get back to, so…"
He paled a bit at the mention of the probably numerous bodies in that same room.
"Oh, yes sorry I didn't mean to take up your time. I actually came down here to ask for Kate's address? We've been trying to go out for a little over a week now but that case she just solved as been taking up all of her time so I thought I would drop by her place now that she isn't so busy."
Lanie eyed him for a minute before breaking out in a wide and slightly evil grin. Normally, she would never give out Kate's personal info like that but, this was too good of an opportunity to pass up.
A few minutes later, Lanie watched as Demming walked out of the morgue with an address written on a piece of paper in his hand, before turning back to the stiff on the table.
"Oh, I really wish I could be there when he finds out. Instead, I have to work on you Mr. Jennes."
Little did Demming know, Lanie had left out a very important fact about the place where Kate was staying.
Wow, apparently homicide detectives earn more than I thought if Kate can afford to live in an apartment building like this. Demming walked into the lobby of the apartment building but found that he had to talk to the doorman before he could go up since he didn't have a key to open the door to the elevator.
The doorman was a very tall and very intimidating man but Demming walked up to him anyway and told him that he was here to see Kate.
The doorman looked down on him for a minute before asking why he wanted to see her. After explaining that he was a fellow cop the doorman finally conceded and let him through to the elevator.
I was starting to think Dr. Parish had given me the wrong address but I guess Kate really does live here.
He got off the elevator and walked all the way down the hall to the door with the number that was written on the paper. He paused with his finger just centimeters from the doorbell and started cursing himself for not bringing flowers or something like that but he had been so excited about his plan that he didn't exactly think it through all the way.
Shrugging, deciding that maybe he could talk her into going out for dinner or something instead, he pushed down firmly on the doorbell and listened as it rung throughout the apartment.
Demming mentally prepared himself in case she was mad that he randomly showed up at her apartment but all the preparing in the world couldn't have prepared him for what happened when the door opened.
"Demming?"
"Castle!?"
Please don't hurt me for leaving off right there?? I really was going to just have this as one long oneshot but then I got to this part and couldn't resist leaving it here. This story is only going to be two chapters and the second one will be up soon.
If you didn't get it from the story: Kate is still staying with Castle after her apartment got blown up. She's just been too busy to look for a new apartment. As for time line you could say this happens a week after "Food to die for" but before "Overkill".
