Beckett and Castle were alone in the elevator, like they always were. He could smell the scent of cherries coming off of her. He wondered if she ever liked inhaling the smell of his cologne. She did. He hated how unaware she was of his constant thoughts of her. Always wondering about where and what she was doing. But little did he know, Beckett was thinking about him. She wondered what was going on inside his mind. On a regular day she'd be able to figure that out in a heartbeat, but not today. There was something about him. She took in a breath of his mild-scented cologne. He's never acted like this before, she thought. But then, in an instant, Beckett had an idea of what might be triggering his odd behavior.

Ding! The elevator doors opened and Beckett went to step out, but then she stopped abruptly and stuck out her arm in front of Castle, making him stop also. She could see Esposito running up towards the elevator with a folder in his hand, yelling over to them. She quickly hit the button to close the doors and watched as a confused Esposito slowly disappeared through the cracks of the doors as they closed. Beckett turned to a startled Castle.

"Why'd you do that?" Castle whispered, he was kind of scared by the look he was getting.

"Is there something I should know?" Beckett asked, as she leaned in towards him.

"Besides the fact that we're standing here, in an old elevator that almost killed me the other week...no." Castle replied. Beckett had one hand placed on the wall of the elevator so that she was leaning.

"I know what you're up to Castle." Beckett said, as she squinted her eyes at him. He gulped.

"A…" Castle let out, as he glanced down and then up. He was hoping she didn't figure out what had been going on through is head. He wasn't ready to explain it. Not yet. Not now

"Castle, I know." Beckett said, as she kept her eyes locked onto his. He sighed and then decided to confess.

"Listen, Beckett, I'm sorry I should be honest wit..." Castle went.

"Why didn't you tell me about the bet you have with Ryan and Esposito?" Beckett asked, as she crossed her long arms.

"The what now?" Castle asked, completely puzzled.

"Bet...with Ryan and Espo..." Beckett looked confused now also. She thought she had him.

"There is...no...bet..." Castle said slowly, as he raised an eyebrow.

"Oh. A...well the way you three have been acting all day...it's like your hiding something from m..." Beckett said, until Castle suddenly jumped in.

"Oh that bet! Yes, a we just have a bet on um..." Castle lied. He was trying to get out fom under the spotlight, or in their case, the elevator.

Ding! The elevator doors opened.

"Oh, no you guys still have four more minutes in heaven." Esposito smirked, as he looked at his watch. He looked like he had been standing there waiting for them the whole time. Castle and Beckett turned their heads from Esposito and then back to each other. Realizing how close she was to Castle, Beckett stood up straight and started to head out of the elevator.

"What did you find?" Beckett asked, as she pointed at the file in Esposito's hand trying to cover up what he just witnessed.

"Meet Candy Williams. Worked with our vic at the bank, before being let go due to a heavy arguement the two of them had just two weeks ago." Esposito spoke.

"She's a..." Beckett spoke, as she tilted her head at the file.

"He?" Castle finished, as he furrowed his brow along with Beckett's.

"Careful bro, she likes to be referred to as a she." Esposito warned.

"Also known as John Williams." Castle said, as he hovered over Beckett's shoulder.

"Where's the friend of our victim?" Beckett asked Esposito, as she looked up from the file.

"Newton Myers. Ryan and I just finished talking to him before you guys got here, and he last saw our vic two nights ago at a party. Hasn't talked to her since. Also has an alibi for last night." Esposito replied.

"Wait...Olivia is our victim. Newton is the friend, and Candy also formally known as John is our possible suspect? Olivia Newton John, haha." Castle laughed. Beckett shook her head and smiled.

"Well, let's go talk with her and see if she had anything to do with the murder." Beckett said as she looked up at the guys. Castle followed Beckett, as she lead the way over to the interrogation room. Beckett grabbed the door handle and and looked back at Castle, who stopped suddenly bumping into her.

"What?" Castle asked.

"Try to keep your witty remarks..." Beckett went.

"To myself, duly noted..." Castle finished, but then had to add one last part as Beckett nodded her head, "...but probably won't happen." Beckett opened the door and the two of them walked in.