Running her fingers through her dark curls, Emily sat herself in the passenger seat of their FBI issued SUV. The team had been called into New York the very first day of summer, and no one could be more upset. They were all supposed to have off for an entire week because they'd had cases back to back for the past three months, but a call from the NYPD had immediately ruined that for them. "How many times have we been to New York since Christmas," she sighed, sitting back in her seat. "More than five?"

Reid nodded his head, looking up from his file in the backseat. "Seven to be exact."

"And every time is worse than the last," Morgan sighed, turning out onto the busy New York City streets. "How in the hell are there already seven bodies? They found the first one only three days ago."

Emily set her head in her hand, her elbow sitting itself on the open window. "He could already have them and then just kill when he's in the mood."

Ten minutes later, the trio were parking in front of Manhattan's biggest police department and walked in with the rest of their team that had been driving just ahead of them. Reid did his best to stay with his friend's stride as they made their way into the station and towards the elevator, shoving the case file he had been given to by Garcia into his satchel. "The identities of the victims that were found were all women in their mid-thirties who had been missing over almost a year. He could be keeping them the entire time, maybe even killing them beforehand and then freezing them just before dumping."

Emily watched as JJ did her best not to gag at the comment, and she quickly sent a look to the genius. "Not now Reid." A pregnant JJ did not need to be hearing those kind of things.

Stepping out of the elevator, the Unit Chief of their team walked through a web of desks before finding the man that had called them in. "Captain," he nodded, shaking the older man's hand. "SSAIC Aaron Hotchner. These are agents Rossi, Morgan, Prentiss, Jareau and Dr. Reid."

"I'm Captain Roy Montgomery. These are some of my best detectives," he sighed, gesturing behind him to the three that were getting up from their desks. "Kate Beckett, Kevin Ryan and Javier Esposito."

Ryan nodded, raising a hand to the new faces that stood before him, much like Reid had done a moment ago. "Nice to meet you all."

Heads whipped around at the sound of a bang coming from the elevator, and Emily did her best not to crack a smile at the sight of a flustered man practically running from the metal box.

"Captain!" He did his best to take in a breath, both of his hands full of coffee setting against his chest. "The damn elevator! It got stuck again," he rasped, looking to the detectives that he'd been working with. "You know one day I'm going to get stuck in there and suffocate."

Beckett bit her lip to keep from laughing, crossing her arms over her chest. "Castle, it wasn't even stuck the first time."

"Yes it was!"

Montgomery shook his head, closing his eyes to block out the images of his subordinates and their smiling faces. "Castle we have company."

Turning his head to look at the new faces in the department, the author put on a smile. "Very nice to meet you," he breathed, sticking his hand out to the darkest member of the BAU.

Morgan frowned, looking to the other man.

"Oh!" Castle quickly shoved one of the coffees in Beckett's direction before shaking everyone's hand except for Reid, giving him a single nod. "FBI, right?"

Quickly holding up her hand, JJ shook her head. "Can someone quickly show me a bathroom?"

Emily grimaced, shoving her friend in the policewoman's direction. "Morning sickness. Bathroom now." Waiting until the pair ran from sight, the brunette looked to the captain of Manhattan's finest. "So what do you have so far?"

Sitting down on the edge of Beckett's desk, Castle took a drink from his morning coffee. "Something else."

Ryan chuckled, his eyes on the brunette of the Behavioral Analysis Unit's A-team as she turned her back to them to get a look at their whiteboard. "She definitely is."

"Mmhmm."

Castle grinned, not noticing the eyes of Beckett staring at him as she made her way back into their bullpen. "Incredibly sexy."

Beckett rolled her eyes as she walked up to her desk. "Incredibly what?"

He jumped, the coffee he had been drinking flying from his hand and splattering all over the floor of the precinct. "Nothing," he rushed out, sending a nervous smile to the younger brunette. "Nothing, it's nothing." He took a deep breath, practically sprinting into the break room to grab a roll of papertowels. The first meeting was not going how he'd planned.