Not mine… :(
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"Good luck with you know who!" Amanda said, a large grin stretching across her face.
With Kate's help, Amanda and her team had wrapped up the murder, and Amanda had promised to call Kate when they had received a new case.
Now, was going to be the hard part. Beckett walked home slowly, chewing on her lip nervously the majority of the time. As she approached the house, she took a deep breath, but her hand froze mid-reach to the door handle.
From inside of the house, she heard two angry voices. One, was easily recognizable as Castle's, and the other, she guessed, was Gina. She couldn't make out their words, but she figured it would be wise not to walk in on them. Instead, she walked around the house and went to sit on the beach, kicking off her shoes and watching the waves roll into the shore. On the beach, she could barely make out the loud voices echoing from inside the house, but was able to tell when they abruptly stopped.
She stood up, and made her way over to the backdoor. Once inside, she didn't see anybody around, and was just walking over to the kitchen for a glass of water when she froze, and felt the color drain quickly from her face. Loud squeaking noises were suddenly piercing the calm in the house, coming from right about where Castle's room was upstairs.
Beckett became flustered quickly. She tried to set her water glass down on the table, but it just ended up flat on the floor, sending water and shards of glass all over the floor. She groaned, grabbing a broom and dustpan from the side of the refrigerator, and started to sweep up the mess, before the noises protruding from upstairs got to be too much for her to bear, and she just dropped everything and walked quickly (and clumsily) out of the room.
However, before she could escape, something caught her attention. Behind the dining room table, a small pool of blood was forming out of a large, body shaped lump.
Beckett immediately went into detective mode, reaching for the gun she didn't have with her. She snuck around the table quickly, only dropping her guard when she saw Castle's face.
"Castle!" She yelled, running over to him just in time to see him being roused into consciousness.
"Beckett?" He said drowsily, rubbing his head, "What happened?"
"You tell me…" She said with a relieved chuckle. Then, she went to the kitchen to get him a towel to hold on the wound on the back of his head. "Come on…I'll drive you to the hospital to get that checked out."
"But I don't wanna," He whined, and then realization hit him as he looked around the room, "Wait…where's Gina?"
"Upstairs…" Beckett said cringing, "I heard you guys fighting…what was that all about?"
"Ugh," Castle groaned at them memory, "She brought some guy home and was all drunk…I told her he couldn't stay here and she got all mad that I was allowed to have a guest and she wasn't…I dunno, I guess she hit me with something then."
"Hmm…" Beckett said, whipping out her phone, "Go get in the car, I'll be right there."
'Tell me, what are the charges for hitting a famous novelist until he was knocked out and bloody?' She wrote in a text, then chose Amanda's name in her contacts and his send.
'Oh God, What did you DO?' Amanda replied a minute later.
'No no no no! Not ME…Gina knocked Castle out.' Beckett sent, laughing at the misunderstanding.
'Oh…haha, well…I could send somebody over there and get her detained for a while for assault…and I'm sure there would be some charge involved.' Amanda texted back. Beckett sent back her thanks, and then headed out to the car where Castle was waiting in the passenger seat with the towel pressed to the side of his head.
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Castle didn't need stitches, which he was very grateful for (he didn't want a big bald spot on his head), but he ended up having a slight concussion, and the doctor advised him to stay in bed and take it easy for about a week.
Beckett drove them back to the house, and she was happy to see that they got there just in time to see Gina being taken out into the cop car parked outside, glaring in the direction of Castle.
"Hey, Kate!" Beckett and Castle spun around to see Amanda running towards them.
"Hey Amanda," Kate greeted her, "Castle, this is Detective Amanda Shane from the Hampton homicide department."
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Castle," Amanda said happily, shaking his hand.
"Please, call me Rick. I've already got one detective who refuses to be on a first name basis." He said, looking at Kate jokingly. Amanda just smiled and gave Kate a knowing look.
"Well, I've got to get back to the station…we just got called in with a new case." Amanda said, then turned to Kate, "You wanna come?"
"Sure," Beckett said, "You and your head going to be alright, Castle?" She ask jokingly,
"I've had worse," He stated simply.
Kate then said goodbye and followed Amanda to her car.
"What are you so smiley at?" Kate asked her when she saw the big grin plastered on Amanda's face.
"You guys would be adorable together," Amanda said shrugging. She looked over at Kate, noting that she didn't deny it.
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"The vic's name was Brian Andrews…big basketball star at his college. He was found dangling by the neck from the hoop at the gym his team played their last game at. Bruises on his arms show what was probably a struggle…and there are marks on his neck that indicate he was strangled first." Amanda filled in Kate and the rest of her team.
"We'll go check with other members of the team…see what they know." Detectives Georgia Smith and Trisha Jenkins said. The two of them, Kate thought, strongly resembled what Ryan and Esposito would be like if they were women.
"We should check out the team they last played against…see if any of them have any history that could motivate them." Kate offered. Amanda nodded, and led them to her computer. They looked through files and found out that Brian's team had indeed won the night before he was killed, and saw that one of the members of the opposing them had been one of his high school rivals.
"Let's bring him in for questioning." Amanda said, walking out to her car.
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The case was already almost wrapped up. Brian's old rival turned out to have loads of motive to kill, and when Beckett left the station his story was quickly unraveling.
She found Castle sitting in a big armchair with his laptop sitting on his lap. He was typing away furiously, his eyebrows furrowed in a little in concentration. Then, he stopped, stared at the page for a moment, and deleted what looked like what must have been two or three full sized paragraphs of words. Beckett sat down on the couch on the opposite side of the room, and he finally realized her presence.
"Why hello there, Detective Beckett'" He said, flipping his laptop shut, "How is your case going?"
"Easily, I left just before the kid was about to confess." She shrugged, pulling her legs up under her, "How's the writing going?"
"I don't know…" Castle signed, opening his computer again, "Nikki's character is sort of bugging me."
"And why is that?" Beckett asked with a smirk, walking across the room and leaning on the back of his chair.
"Well, Schlemming was being a jerk…so she just left him. But now she is confusing the crap out of Rook…and even I can't figure out what's going on in her head." He explained.
Beckett leaned in closer so she could skim the last page of what he had been writing.
"Care to give some insight?" Castle asked her, "I'm sure you know her better than I do…"
"Well…" Beckett started, "I think that it's just time Nikki and Rook get together. It's obvious they kind of love each other, and the tension is just starting to get annoying. Your fans are just going to start thinking that they are too big of cowards to go after what they want."
Castle turned around to face her, but froze when he realized how close her face was to his. He could feel her breath on his face, and he was surprised that neither one of them pulled away. Beckett refused to move, and just tried to hold her breath and stared deep into his eyes.
Then, the doorbell rang. It echoed through the house, breaking the two from their trance.
"Uh…I, I ordered pizza…" Castle stuttered, jumping up and running across the house to go greet the delivery man.
Beckett watched him run away, then groaned and let her head fall slack into her hands.
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