For BlindAssassin – You're Canucks won. Blergh!
The terms: Naked Esposito, the term "dangerously sexy", a reference to Mary Poppins and a C&B KISS!
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat
Another One Bites The Dust - Queen
Ryan strolled in the 12th precinct with the pep in his step. He had returned from his honeymoon this day before. He still had glow around him. Castle and Beckett stared at the murder board and sipped their coffee. Esposito was on the phone following a lead.
"Welcome back, bro."
Castle and Beckett turned and got up to ask questions.
"How was it?"
"Take a lot of pictures?"
"Jenny and I had so much fun. We took so many pictures. It was just great. . ." He held up a bag. "And I have these pictures developed from the wedding. Jenny wanted cameras on the table so we can make a scrapbook."
The three of them looked at each other and laughed.
Ryan handed each of them a folder of photos.
"Ummm. . ." Beckett cleared her throat. "How did this get in here?" She held up a picture.
Castle, Esposito and Ryan stopped looking at their pictures and gathered around.
There is it was. Javier Esposito naked. He was smiling. His head was tilted to the left side kissing his bicep. He was standing in front of the bed in some hotel room. A million scenarios ran through everyone's head.
There were no words to say.
"It's dangerously sexy, yo."
"Has Lanie seen this yet?
"Who do you think took it?"
"Why would take a disposable camera from a wedding?"
"A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do."
"So, you made up? Or this for blackmail, later?"
"Made up."
Just then, Gates from her office, "What's all this? What's all this? We have a case, any updates?"
Instinct kicked in and everyone thrusted the pictures at Castle, why Castle? They didn't really know. He took in stride and concealed the evidence in his jacket pocket He whispered, "All good."
Beckett took the lead and ran down the list of things they needed to find out. "Castle, with me." They headed to the elevator.
"Always. . . Where to?"
"First, Autopsy. Then, crime scene. . . I think we have some sensitive material that belongs to Lanie."
"You're a good friend."
Beckett turned to her partner and smiled.
Castle reached for another photo file. "Thought you might like this one." He held up a picture. The disco ball twirling above. Castle dressed in his expensive suit and Beckett in that gray dress. Their bodies swayed together in motion. Picture perfect. If this photo was snapped a mere second later, it would have captured Beckett leaning closer into Castle. He welcomed it and kissed her forehead. Maybe next time, he'll be brave enough to lean in and kiss her on the mouth. They have plenty of time for that. After all, what are plus one's for?