Beckett's Pov
She looked at the body that was lying on the floor. The body belonged to a young blonde woman named Rebecca Smith. She had high cheekbones, red painted lips and what seemed too much mascara on her right eyelashes. She looked peaceful, like she was sleeping. She was placed in the funeral position. On her neck you could see that she had been strangled to death. She had this red stripe that had been left after the rope that had taken her last breath away. Kate breathed heavily as she knew who had done this. She knew that he was back. After everything that had happened she had hoped to at least try to move on with her life. But seeing that woman lying there on the cold grey floor was too much for her to handle.
"He's back." She whispered, placing her palm over her mouth. Rick was right. Rick was right all along. She felt someone placing their hand over her shoulder and she turned toward Ryan that smiled pityingly.
"It could be a copycat." Kevin said, but his unconvinced voice said otherwise. He wore a dark grey uniform and a blue tie.
"It's been a week since the accident, but I still don't understand." Kate said, voice broken.
"Kate, I'm so sorry that I suggested you to return to work. I just thought that it might… help." Kate removed her hand from her mouth and dropped it.
"Rick is dead, and now two other women are going to die. 3XK is back and Rick is dead." She turned around and walked out of the apartment. Kevin didn't follow her, knowing that she would want to be left alone. The day of his death, Kate hadn't been able to process the thought of him gone. But she had after the questions, hugging and crying taken a cab. Home alone she had sunk down into the tub accompanied with a bottle of Vodka. Not one of her proudest moments of her life, but it had taken the sorrows away. Alone and drunk at home, she had said it out loud.
You sure know Castle how to break a women's heart. But he was gone now, and nothing she said or did would bring him back to life. Three days earlier, praying this was all a dream, she went to Laine and asked her about his body. With tears in her mournful eyes, she said the DNA belonged to Castle. Everything about Kate's job reminded her of Castle. How he used to walk beside her, how he whined in the car about not being authorized to see that body, how he each day brought her coffee from Starbucks. Those were all memories now, and she would never see him again. Out on the streets she walked down the road with her hands pushed down into her pockets in her light brown jacket. Four days left to the funeral. Six days left until the two next bodies are going to be found. Kate didn't know how she would be able to hunt down 3XK without Rick. Rick. Her light, her love, her safe embrace. She stopped and stared into the sky.
"I'm going to catch him Castle." Because I know that you would've done the same.