Ello, long time no see, this little bit of a case for this awesome TV series, Castle on ABC! I don't own anything, just a little harmless story.
Loud breathing filled the room, and I found that it was me, running through the door and slamming it behind me. The office had been raided, and the monster let loose. Alpha team was down, unable to terminate the creature. And now they were all in danger. I look, beside me, and realize I was not alone. Spotting the sleek side of a knife, shining in the few rays of white light streaming into the room from the window on the door. My breathing comes harder, and faster, and I fear for my life. It had always been cheesy in the movies, but in real life, it's harsh. It's torturing. i felt the chilling blade on my bare skin, and I scream.
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3XK was her mistake, and now she stood in the storage room of a small-time store, counting to make sure there was nothing missing. So far, nothing. From a homicide detective, to a theft supervisor. It had hurt to be demoted, but on some level, she was glad there was a punishment for her mistake. Missing him once was alright, but twice was not to be tolerated lightly. She had put all the woman in the country in jeopardy. She would not have been able to live with herself without a punishment. So she kept her head down, concentrating on counting.
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His coffee cup in hand, Castle strolled casually under the yellow tape and into the case grounds. Though he felt wrong and uncanny without Beckett there, he was still flattered when the captain had asked him to advice them in their next case. He saw CSU sweeping the premises, afraid of someone forgetting something, leaning on every detail. He loved this job, and knew Beckett did too, and couldn't help but feel guilty for being at a murder scene after what had happened. He spotted the body, and all that guilt washed away and in its place stood curiosity. "These aren't bite marks." He stated matter-of-factly.
"That's what I feared," Roy looked to him with relieved eyes, "Didn't think you would come after what had happened."
"I came for my own curiosity, for the salvation of the victim," he took a pause, "For the team. For you, Ryan, Esposito. You can't do it alone."
They stare at the body silently for a while, both men scared to break the silence. Finally, it was Castle, as always, "Those are knife marks."
"Yes, CSU's looking for DNA."
"Turns out we've got a Marco Franning, age 45, arrested three times, all for assault." Ryan said as he strode over with a file in hand.
"Well, let's get some questioning."
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"Any thing?" Alexis asked as she loomed over her Math homework.
"Nothing," Castle sucked air into his teeth as he got a water bottle out of the fridge, "I don't get it. It seems like every time we get our first suspect, he's not the guy."
"Alibied out?"
"Yup. I don't know. This case is so..."
"Simple?"
"Yeah, like it was done by an amateur. Which leads to why they got their hands on Franning's knife. Just... a stabbing. But how did the rabid dog get out at the same time?"
"Wait, there was a rabid dog?" she giggled, "What case is this?"
"A veterinarian's office. A Dr Mora Michaels."
"Well," she took a sip of his water, "It seems to me that the freak guy who had a freak dog went to free his pet, and someone got in his way."
"Maybe." He gave a heart-wrenched sigh, "Wish Beckett was on this case."