Beckett answered the phone. Ryan was barking things to armored people with guns and clomping there boots. "Beckett! He got away!" A beep came on the other line. "Ryan! I got another call don't go anywhere!" She clicked over to the other line on her phone and got a hissing, popping sound. Then a beep... beep... beep... "Kate! He's coming! He was gonna kill Lanie! I had too!"
Her head was shaking. None of this made sense. He had beaten the NYPD. Two tough guys who knew the rules that she could count on. Who knew how to do things. Ryan was sensible and logical and while Espo was fiery at times he always kept his cool but would occasionally flip his lid in the name of justice and they both had fucked up and let a beast come at her. Two people she could count on to protect her in the line of fire dropped the ball. Shit Rick please step up. Thaaat's about when she heard the toilet flush. The sink run. Then the door opened. A wobbling and a crash. Antihistamines? She thought. Pleasepleasepleaseplease...
Castle opend the door and …. "Hello everybody!" ohfuckingshitpleasegodno. He was buzzing yes from the OTC drugs to treat his rare ailment but none of that was apparent to anyone. Valdez and Jefferson seemed like they didn't notice but Beckett knew. Castle approached the huddle. "So what's our plan of attack?" Valdez butted in. "None yet. Just sit and wait." He caught Valdez flash a glance at Beckett. Wait. Did she? Did she just size her up? Why would she... holy crap does she want my nuts all of the sudden? Why was he thinking this? Have you ever taken Benedryl? It's a wonderful world of bliss before collapsing into unconsciousness.
Valdez was NOT sizing Beckett or Castle up. Definitely not. The whole assassin-attractive-partner-to-her-right was a factor yes but when she caught a glimpse of Richard Castle gazing at her in a stupor she took a second to see what was wrong with him then dismissed it as he had to be sick. She tried to recall sight, sound, smell and touch and for what it was worth she would base her stupid reports on this:
Richard Castle was in a lathargic state.
Kate Beckett was extremely professional.
'nuff said. No? Okay so...
"He's coming." Beckett said.
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Wait what? Okay. Kate arrested the killer of her mother but he broke free and put the 12th in a handicapped status. Don't be P.C. It's true. Two rookies are going to protect our lovebirds but not before she expressed her love for Richard Castle in the deepest sense she could describe. The killer brutally abused his informants and wanted to kill Kate for his own gain. Paradise. Seriously? Comment below if you want to argue who you would kill for paradise? I think most don't like me smashing the 3rd wall to tell you something about how this will go. It will end. Yes. And very great and positive but if you want the 3rd act to begin I promise one thing. You will be surprised and it will be a happy ending. Give me more comments and followers! Be prepared for act 3 and an epilogue.