Kate's POV

By the time we had vanquished Barbas, it was dinner time.

We had decided to head to P3 to celebrate.

We laughed and danced all night. Halfway through our celebration, one of the workers announced that Maroon 5 would be performing.

We all rushed to the front of the crowd and sang and danced to Tickets, Lucky Strike and Doin' Dirt.

Soon, everyone was growing tired. We headed home.

Everybody went to bed except me and Rick, we weren't quite tired yet.

We headed back out and went for a walk, we found a beach and sat on the shore. We enjoyed the view.

I guess Rick was more tired than I thought, because he soon fell asleep. I thought about waking him up, but pushed the thought away.

I stayed sitting, looking at the ocean for another hour or so, just calming down after the day we had.

I let out stifled yawn and chose to go home. I grabbed Rick and orbed us home.

I settled him in the bed. I got changed into pj's and slid into bed.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep.

Kate's Dream

I was walking around in a building looking for people.

"Castle?!" I yelled.

I tried someone else.

"Ryan?!"

Again no answer.

"Espo?!"

Absolutely nothing.

"Lanie?! Jenny?! Dad?!"

I was starting to panic.

"Alexis?! Martha?! Captain Gates?!"

Where was everyone. I was really scared.

I walked outside the building.

When I walked through the front doors, a familiar voice sent chills down my spine.

"Looking for your friends detective?"

I didn't answer.

"Well, they're in there, just look higher," he said, looking towards the top floor.

I ran through the doors again, sprinting to the top floor.

When I got to the top of the stairs, there was a door. I slowly walked closer to it.

I noticed there was a note attached. I picked it up and began reading.

'Dear Detective Beckett,

I know you're probably wondering where your friends are, well they're right through this door. But before you go in, I must warn you, I hope you weren't too attached to them.

Lots of love,

Jerry Tyson, 3XK'

I kicked down the door, and ran in.

What I saw made me wanted to hurl.

Everyone I loved was hanging from the ceiling, dead.

And not only my friends and family from New York, the rest of my family from San Francisco was there. Everyone was there. The crazy ass bastard even murdered my sisters' kids.

I couldn't take it. My knees buckled, my throat tightened, and my head throbbed.

I fell to the ground, in chocked sobs, panicking. There was no one left to help me, no one.

I sat there bawling my eyes out. Then, I replayed Tyson's words in my head 'I hope you weren't too attached to them,'

That sick son of a bitch murdered my friends and family.

My brain automatically went into detective mode. I walked around the room, looking for any sort of clues. I realized as I passed each body, that they had a letter on their hands.

I calculated the number of bodies times two.

That made twenty-eight people, so fifty-six letters.

I found a paper and a pen in my pocket and started writing down the letters;

1 C,

1 D,

8 E's,

2 H's,

6 I's,

1 K,

3 L's,

1 M,

2 N's,

5 O's,

3 R's,

2 S',

6 T's,

3 U's

1 V,

2 W's,

1 X,

3 Y's,

1 apostrophe,

1 comma,

2 periods,

1 signature.

I thought and thought for what felt like hours, it probably was, until I had an idea. What if he had put the letters on each person in alphabetical order, left hand to right?

So starting with Alexis, her left hand to her right hand, then to Andy, his left hand to his right hand, then to Coop, his left hand to his right hand, and so on.

I went around the room, it was what I thought. I travelled across the room, going from Alexis to Jenny. From Jenny to Melinda. From Melinda to PJ. And from PJ to Wyatt.

Once I was done, I took a deep breath and read the note,

'You're next detective, whether you like it or not. I will miss you. Jerry Tyson'

I started to run for the door, but it was too late.

I turned around, in the middle of the room. Suddenly all the bodies disappeared and were replaced by a bunch of Jerry Tyson's.

They started circling me, I tried to move but I couldn't. I was soon trapped in a circle.

They all reached into their pockets and pulled out a gun.

They aimed and fired.

I woke up, screaming.

Rick instantly sat up, trying to comfort me.

Then everyone burst into our room.

They all tried calming me, but what I had seen was too much, I just couldn't.

I started crying, the shock from my family being killed, finally sinking in.

Everybody sat around me, telling me it was going to be okay.

I eventually calmed down, breathing slowly and wiping my eyes.

Rick was the first to speak up, "Kate, what happened?"

"Tyson, he-he... he killed all of you. He killed everyone I cared about and then kept me for last," I whispered back, my voice harsh from the crying.

"Wait, Jerry Tyson? Kate, you don't think-"

"I don't know Rick, I don't know,"

I looked around and saw confused faces.

"Who's Jerry Tyson?" asked Henry.

I couldn't answer, so Rick did.

"Jerry Tyson is a serial killer. Before Kate became a detective, he had killed three blond women in a week by strangling them. He came back last year and almost killed me. Kate ad her partners arrived just as he was about to shoot me. He escaped and hasn't come back since,"

"Kate, you want some water?" asked Prue, clearly worried about me.

"Yeah, if you don't mind," I answered.

"Not at all,"

"Thanks,"

"You know, you should stay in bed, relax for the day,"

"Well, if you guys don't need me, I guess that sounds good,"

"We won't need you, just rest,"

Prue then left to get me some water.

Everyone cleared out of my room except Rick who wanted to stay with me.

Once Prue came back with the water, Rick asked me if I wanted to watch movies.

I wasn't in the mood to really move, so I agreed.

He stood up and said he'd be right back and shimmered out.

He came back about five minutes later, holding a giant box.

He placed it on the bad, opened it, and took out a handful of movies.

He asked which one I wanted to watched. I really wasn't sure which one. He had taken out Harry Potter And The Philosopher's Stone, Bambii, E.T., X-Men: The Last Stand and Princess Bride.

I loved all of those movies, but I liked Bambii better, so I chose that.

He got up and stuck it in the DVD player under the TV, and pressed play.

When the movie was done, Rick had fallen asleep, so I cuddled up next to him and also went to sleep.

The guns fired, but no pain, and no impact came.

I blinked, and he was gone, just me and the bodies were left. I looked at their hands again, the letters had changed.

I took out the paper and pen and started scribbling them down again;

4 A's,

1 E,

1 F,

4 G's,

4 H's,

4 I's,

1 K,

4 L's,

5 N's,

6 O's,

2 R's

1 S,

4 T's,

5 U's,

1 V,

3 W's,

3 Y's,

1 question mark,

1 exclamation point,

1 signature.

This time, he didn't do names in alphabetical, from left hand to right hand.

I thought what other way there was, and I got it, backwards alphabetical, right hand to left hand.

I did just that, starting with Wyatt, his right hand to his left hand.

I went from Wyatt to PJ. From PJ to Melinda. From Melinda to Jenny. And from Jenny to Alexis.

I re-read his note, my brain imagining every worst case scenario.

'You really thought I was gonna kill you without having fun? Wrong! Jerry Tyson'