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A/N: Ok been a bit longer than I hoped and I am so sorry but due to being a bit crappy I couldn't respond to anyones comments. Don't worry though they I have read them all and some of them were definitely helpful for the creative process! Ok quick recap of my thoughts of last episode, and I wasn't a huge fan. The reason for that is because it was filler and I really don't like filler right before the big finale. If anyone watches NCIS their episode on Tuesday was an awesome lead in for their finale, I want Castle to do that. Also I completely called Josh not being gone btw, sad to say but I really just have no faith in Andrew Marlowe or the writers of Castle at the moment. I watched the sneak peek (which was good and its all I will say) but I don't think that will turn the entire season from being bad into good. One episode doesn't really justify an entire season of mediocrity in my book so I'll be on the fence as a faithful Castle watcher next season, chances are I will casually view and if it looks like season 1 and 2 again I may get back on board.

Storywise this chapter was fun to write, and the most awesome thing is I know exactly where to go from here on out in a general sense. That is awesome because I have had a couple of rough spots so expect some quicker updates! I know what I want in next chapter, the chapter after, and so forth. The story is in its crescendo and I hope I don't disappoint! Also please let me know if you are interesting in a directors cut of this story where I just go into detail on some of my thoughts on specific areas and it would be a real quick like 2-3 week think max. I know many people have commented on this story about the realism, the detail, and what not. So let me know!

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Chapter 35: Surveillance

Hours later near the dead of night Kate was laying prone next to Castle on the rooftop of an abandoned warehouse 300 yards away from the building they were currently watching rather intently. Castle had "dressed her down" so to speak and her clothes now were worn for function rather than fashion. Her pants were now cargos with various items in each pocket, her shirt had been changed to a turtleneck with a form fitting Kevlar vest overtop, upon her head was a ski hat akin to what a robber might wear, her hair was pulled back and tucked into the neck of her shirt so it didn't hang loose, her hands were covered in gloves, and all of it was in various dark shades of black that were barely noticeable in their differences.

Castle had said that the slight off shades were so that it broke up her silhouette explaining that when looking for a person in the dark the most recognizable thing was the outline of a human body, hence different shades to keep that outline from being uniform. What was a first for her however was her face being covered in dark camouflage paint that Castle has applied haphazardly on her face in various streaks all moving in directions to best mask her white skin in the dark.

Feeling him touch her face with his warm hands while he had been applying it was something that had made her heart race and her mouth dry out. Kate had to squash the desire to lean further into his touch like some high school girl with her first crush. It definitely didn't help that while he was doing this Castle would look into her eyes like he was not only seeing her soul, but that what he was seeing was the most precious sight he had ever laid eyes upon.

Shaking herself out of her slight stupor at remembering those moments Kate refocused her attention through the equipment Castle had them bring along. Beckett had been on the force for a long time but she had to admit they never had gear like this. Lying next to Castle she was looking through a night vision scope while Castle had a thermal imager. Not only did she clearly see the perimeter guards and the ones in the windows but with the thermal imager Castle could see the people actually inside the building itself.

"We definitely don't have this kind of gear on the force," Kate whispered.

"Yea well I have a bit bigger of a budget than the NYPD when it comes to the toys," Castle replied tossing her a quick grin before returning his attention to the scope.

"So what is the plan exactly, just surveillance?" Kate asked wanting to know where he intended to go with this.

"We need confirmation that Makarov is inside the building with Sokolov and from there we can then decide whether to call in the cavalry or make a move ourselves," Castle said.

"What do you mean make a move ourselves? Castle we are definitely calling Ryan and Esposito when we see him," Kate hissed in irritation that even now, with dozens of armed men in front of them, Castle was still contemplating going it alone.

"Trust me Kate going in solo is my last option as well, but the NYPD and FBI don't have a thing on either Makarov or Sokolov. Man the Russians really like OVs at the end of their names don't they?" Castle said before going off on his own tangent while giving her a silly grin.

"We have him on illegal entering the country, consorting with criminals, and we will most likely get him on illegal possession of firearms and maybe explosives. Castle we have enough to get him indicted," Kate said ticking off a few of the most obvious crimes while trying to conceal a grin at his off topic comment.

"Yea but you and I both know it won't stick. The only one who has witnessed any of that is us and if it goes to an actual trial the max they will give him is like three years. That is the man that murdered Felicia Kate, and I want to make sure he goes down for it," Castle said his voice getting a bit heated near the end.

Looking at him intently a piece of the puzzle clicked into Kate's head. "You were close to her weren't you? That is why you've always used her first name unlike the rest of us. She was never Agent or Miss Monroe, you've always called her Felicia," Kate said keeping a quiet and encouraging tone hoping he would open up about it.

Sighing she had to wait almost five minutes before he began to speak. "When Felicia was assigned as my handler it was supposed to be no more than a routine surveillance job. Follow some Russian government officials who were meeting with some Iraqi contacts and see what they were talking about and if possible interfere, no chatter mentioned that it would have any significance. The job was Felicia's first assignment as a control officer and she was really wet around the ears, I'm talking right out of the farm. She was competent but when it ended up the meeting was about a large sale of Russian tanks, well it was kind of over her head. Either way our job was to try and disrupt the sale as much as possible and I eventually did by intercepting the drop site locations and calling in the cavalry to pickup the gold. By the end of the mission she had an immense amount of confidence in herself that ended up turning her into a wonderful agent. "

"I never did meet Felicia face to face until later when I was pulled back stateside and we were debriefed together in Langley. I'll never forget what she told me when we first met in person," Castle said getting a wistful look in his eyes as he mentally traveled back in time. "She thanked me for being so calm during the entire mission because when she found out how big of a deal we had listened in on she said she nearly had a panic attack thinking we were in over our heads. She credited me with saving her job by not including her moment of self doubt in my report, which for a control officer is the kiss of death. Felicia was extremely competent, and from what I heard turned out to be a great agent, but it was just too much too soon for her to be handling a job involving hundreds of millions of dollars."

Sighing in a tone of regret Kate reached over and grasped his free hand, squeezing it in support as he finished his reminiscing. "I just hate to think that the one job I did with her, her first field job, was the one that came back to kill her all these years later. What makes it even worse is the fact that her entire death was all for the purpose of finding me because of something I know but don't realize. That is why we have to make sure that when we get this guy that he is thrown away and never sees the light of day again." Turning to look at Kate she saw the complete and utter conviction in his eyes at the statement, Castle was in it until the end.

Nodding once, and completely understanding his need for justice as it mirrored her own need to find her mom's killer, Kate trusted him to do that right thing. Castle talked about Justice, not Vengeance, and as subtle as the difference was Kate knew that it was the difference between killing the man and arresting him to let the courts decide upon his punishment.

"Middle right window on the top floor, can you get an ID on who the two men in front of the window are?" he suddenly asked causing her to turn her gaze back to the night vision scope she was looking through.

Realizing she wasn't going to be able to see in the window because of the lights being on she switched the scope off its night vision setting and gained a clear sight at the people in the room. Sucking in a breath she saw Makarov and Sokolov talking and it appeared that it wasn't exactly a friendly conversation. Kate relayed this information to Castle who, instead of dropping his own surveillance to look as well, kept his eyes on the guards patrolling the perimeter so they were not caught unaware.

"Looks like Sokolov isn't too happy Vasily decided to bring his problems to his front door," Kate said as she continued to observe what appeared to be a dressing down of Makarov. God knows she had seen enough given by Montgomery, along with being on the receiving end a few times, to recognize it for what it was.

"Yea well he knows that Makarov is compromising his cover and he does not want the FBI and the NYPD looking into his past and seeing the letters KGB. When the FBI and NYPD find out that Sokolov used to be a Russian spy they will have a much better direction in the hunt for incriminating evidence and no matter how good Sokolov is he hasn't buried all of his skeletons," Castle commented never once glancing at the two men talking in the room.

"Ok so we have the two of them talking together in the room, now what do we do?" Kate asked letting him take the lead since they were after all in his element.

Looking at the two men in the office she heard Castle rummage around then start to punch numbers into a phone as he began to speak. "It's simple really," he said as he stopped hitting the keys presumably hitting send, "We call Sokolov."

Tearing her eyes away from the scope her mouth was gaping open as she saw Castle with a phone pressed to his ear. Turning back to the scope she peered through it to see that Sokolov had stopped yelling and the gaze of the two men was concentrated directly on the phone on the desk. What the hell was Castle doing?

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