"I don't know," Castle said as he and Mary were watching the video. "What do you think about that flash?"

"It could have been edited," the doctor replied thoughtfully. Mary looked up at her wife before she said, "It's what you think isn't it?"

"It is," Skye replied.

"Then why take the video?" Castle asked.

"Because they were near where the second attack was," Beckett said before Skye could. "And because the kid recording is the one that we saw out there last night," she added.

"I was just going to ask," Castle said, as the girl in the video had looked familiar. "But what about this… so called ghost?"

"It's obvious it's fake," Beckett said quickly.

"She's right, and since there's the legend of the haunting…" Skye said before she trailed off and gestured with her hand. "So they did this as a joke but I'm not sure about the idea of it being connected."

"At least we're back," Castle said. "So we can get this to Brennan."

"You mean Mercer," Mary said in confusion. "Or do you mean he'll send it to the constabulary?"

"That," Castle said with a nod before he they turned to the stable they were nearing.

Calling out to the building, Beckett was relieved when her cousin was stepping out first before he walked to them.

"What is it?" Brennan asked with a slight frown at the serious expressions on all four of their faces.

Beckett got her phone and showed the video of an unknown male with a blanket or bed sheet draped over him, waving his arms and making noises like a ghost as the girl pretended to make noises of fright. There was a flash towards the end and then the path with a body on it and once it ended shortly after that she looked at her cousin to see his reaction.

"That wasn't Gerry luckily," Brennan said grimly. "But what are they about playing with this?"

"We don't know what time they started," Castle pointed out.

"I'll get in touch with Mercer," Brennan said, taking out his phone. After he had the video from Beckett and had send it to the constabulary he said, "Who gave it to you?"

"The bartender," Skye said.

"At the Squire?" Brennan asked. When all four nodded he frowned for a moment and then said, "Odd… the boy under the sheet is his brother."

"He said a man said his son had filmed it," Beckett said.

"His father," Brennan replied. "And he's the owner of the pub. What he's on about with that video… I'll send a message to Mercer about it."

Waiting to see what the constabulary was going to say, Beckett glanced at her husband before they heard a sound from the phone.

"He'll speak to the boy… well, I should just tell you their names," Brennan said. "The father is Jack Post, his son the bartender is Leslie and his other son on this video is Henry. The girlfriend I think is Lucy Collins, a local girl who… I don't know all that much about."

"He didn't mention us going to speak to them?" Castle asked. "Too," he quickly added.

"No, I think that may be it for our involvement," Brennan said. "Hopefully it's not a disappointment."

"It's not, we still want to go riding," Beckett said quickly, giving her husband a pointed look.

"She's right, we do," Castle said. He wasn't surprised when the man laughed and then walked with them to another stable while Skye and Mary left them to head back to the house. When they were at one of the stalls he wasn't surprised when Brennan was asking about their lunch.

"It was good," Beckett replied. "I think Mr. Worth and Mr. Donohue were stunned eating with Paul," she said with a smile. "But they recovered and they told us to thank you for asking after them."

"And Gerry said you owe him a game and a pint," Castle added while his wife was taking the reins on the Irish Sport stallion she'd ridden the day before.

"Ah, he loves playing darts," Brennan said with a smile. "I do owe him," he added. "But I'm relieved they're alright. Though how was Paul?"

"We ate in a private room," Beckett explained quickly as she was leading the horse out. "And he and Nancy went out to the shops though he had a cap and sunglasses."

"I hope he'll be alright," Brennan said before going into the stall of the stallion Castle had ridden the day before.

Going to the mounting stone, Beckett got onto the saddle and let her stallion walk around the yard until her husband was out and up on his horse. She quickly noticed he had a saddle bag attached to his saddle but didn't say anything as they were saying goodbye to her cousin.

"Where would you like to go love?" Castle asked his wife once they were on the path leading to the property.

"What about the waterfall?" Beckett asked.

"Sure," Castle said before he waited for her to take off at a gallop. He joined her and they rode down the path until they had reached a smaller trail off it. They had to slow down and were going single file which he couldn't help commenting on saying, "I don't like this."

"I'm not surprised," Beckett said, smiling over her shoulder at her husband. She then said, "But it is beautiful."

"It is," Castle said before they soon came to the end of the large pond that was on the property. There was a manmade waterfall there that Clara's father had constructed using natural materials and he'd been thoughtful enough to design a small cave to the right of the falling water. "Are we tying them up?" he asked once they'd dismounted.

"No, Brennan said they'll stay with us," Beckett said. She saw her husband was about to speak and she told him, "Mine will too, he's trained enough." She smiled when he nodded once and they made sure their horses were set before she was watching him go to the bag on the side of his saddle.

"I know you're watching," Castle commented without looking at her.

"Of course you do," Beckett replied, smiling again. "But really, what do you have in there?"

Without responding verbally, Castle held up the blanket he'd brought and then said, "Also your cousin said we should take a snack."

"A snack?" Beckett asked in confusion.

"I get the feeling Clara had it sent down to the stables," Castle replied, handing her the bag he'd been given by the maid that had approached them in the stable.

"Probably," Beckett said, looking inside.

Castle walked over to the cave and set down the blanket before he waited for his wife to sit down. Joining her he said, "What did she give us?"

"Some… fruit," Beckett said. "And for some reason… brownies?"

"Why the question?" Castle asked her.

"No, they're gingerbread," Beckett said after smelling inside the container the pastry was in.

"Oh… he said parkin, I thought that was a woman's last name," Castle said, taking the apple that she handed him.

"It smells really good," Beckett replied, biting into her apple. She looked out at the water and then said, "I'm surprised."

"Me too," Castle said quickly. He turned from the pond to his wife and explained, "You're the same; you're wondering about this too."

"And you? It's not a murder," Beckett said.

"It doesn't need to be," Castle said firmly. "And I honestly mean that, those two are…"

"Adorable?" Beckett supplied.

"No, just interesting," Castle finally said. "Also very nice."

"True," Beckett said. "But I'm sure Mercer will be fine… I get the feeling it might have been the boy under that blanket in the video."

"Hopefully," Castle said. When his wife merely smiled slightly at him he said in confusion, "No surprise about that?"

"No," Beckett said easily. "Because would you really want this to continue?"

"Oh, no," Castle said, realizing her reaction then. He took another bite of his apple and contemplated the water again before he said, "Would you do something for me?"

"Okay," Beckett said.

"It's nothing… sexual," Castle told her hurriedly. "I was wondering if you'd tell me something." At her smile he said, "No surprise again?"

"No," Beckett said. "The way you were talking. And what do I get for that?"

"Oh, you're going to demand something now?" Castle asked jokingly. He wasn't surprised when she laughed softly and he leaned over, kissing her on the lips gently. "Something from when we were first married."

Beckett smiled, knowing what he meant before she then said, "Okay, it's in 1927, the third of January and we'd gone through the holidays and Julia was starting school in Mill Valley." When her husband wrapped his arm around her, holding her tightly to his side as they'd finished their apples, she kissed his cheek and then began saying, "We took her to the school, near our home, and reassured her that we would be there that afternoon."

"You'll be swell," Rick told her reassuringly.

"But I want to stay with you and Ma," Julia said almost tearfully.

Crouching in front of their daughter, Kate cupped her face in her hands and told her seriously, "Listen to your da. You'll have a wonderful time with your classes and find some friends. We'll come to get you once the bell rings this afternoon and you can tell us all about your day."

"Really?" Julia asked hopefully.

"Of course, we want to know," Rick said.

Kate was relieved when her daughter nodded and she kissed her before standing up and watching her hug her father. She squeezed her husband's arm before they were waving as Julia paused at the door and then turned to one another.

"Are you alright love?" Rick asked, studying her.

"Swell, but my baby girl is growing up," Kate answered with a sigh. She slipped her arm through her husband's and then said, "But there's nothing I can do. And I know now why Ma was always a little tearful the first day of school."

Rick nodded, as he could recall his mother in law doing the same, and then said while they were crossing a street, "But she wanted you to go. Your education is more important than anything," mimicking his mother in law's tone then.

Kate smiled and said, "Of course. Thank you love."

"You're welcome," Rick said. They walked in silence then before he was saying, "What will you do now?"

"Hmm," Kate said. "I suppose I'll sweep the rugs," she said with a smile. "Since Julia isn't here."

"You'll use the Hoover?" Rick asked quickly.

"Of course," Kate replied, smiling again as she thought of the wedding gift her sister had gifted them. She then looked at him and asked in slight confusion, "Why?" She had to bite at the side of her mouth as her husband merely shrugged and she said, "What if Patrick or Brad heard you?"

"I didn't say anything," Rick said swiftly.

"Hmm, but they'd know you'd want to work the machine yourself," Kate said.

Shrugging his shoulders, Rick knew he wouldn't be able to convince her he didn't want to look at the vacuum cleaner again, so he remained silent until they'd reached home. After they'd hung up their coats and hats he saw the expression on his wife's face and was about to ask her in some concern if she was alright when she was speaking before he could.

"You may start, but I'll finish," Kate told him.

"Just a pass with it love," Rick said. When his wife nodded he hurried to get the machine and plugged it in before he then ran it across the rug in the living room.

"Be careful," Kate said, smiling at his wonder at the machine as he got close to the end of the rug. When he turned it off and stood it up she went over to him and embraced him before she said, "What will you do?"

"I suppose I can write a bit for the newspaper," Rick said slowly.

Smiling, Kate told her husband, "You should. I'm sure they would love to hear your story."

Inclining his head slightly Rick told her, "I'll write in the dining room, so I'll be close."

"I wasn't really overprotective," Castle said before his wife could continue.

"Don't worry," Beckett said, squeezing his thigh gently. "We hadn't even been married for a month either, so it's understandable you wanted to be close."

"Right," Castle replied before he scratched his cheek briefly. "Sorry."

"It's okay," Beckett said with a smile. She reached up and gently brushed her fingers along his jaw before he leaned down to her and they tenderly kissed. It was short and she was soon continuing with her story saying, "I worked on cleaning the living room and you were writing though it wasn't that long for you."

Leaning against the doorway to the dining room, Rick watched his wife as she was running her dust rag over the furniture they had there. He smiled as he could hear her humming and then straightened up as an idea came to him. He walked into the room while she was dusting the secretary that was near the front door and hurried to the Victrola he'd gifted his wife for Christmas. Since there was a record there already he was soon starting it to play, smiling at his wife as he was doing that since she'd realized he was there by then.

"I'm not finished yet," Kate told her husband, smiling back at him.

"Nearly," Rick said.

Nodding quickly, Kate hurried to dust off the glass door of the secretary before she tossed the rag aside and then went to where her husband was standing.

Gasping out in his surprise as his wife threw her arms around him, Rick couldn't help laughing for a moment. He kept that quick before he was leaning down, capturing her lips with his own. He kissed her deeply but was careful not to do anything too intense and when they parted for air a bit after he murmured, "I'm so happy here Kate; in our own home."

"So am I," she replied earnestly. "And I love you."

"I love you as well," Rick said in the same tone. He leaned down and kissed her again, a bit harder before he then pulled back and started to sway with her to the music that had been playing the entire time.

Though she knew she needed to start their lunch, Kate found she couldn't pull away from her husband and they kissed a few more times while they danced until the record stopped. "It's just as well," she said with a smile to his groan of annoyance. "I must start our lunch."

"Could I help?" Rick asked her after he shut off the record player.

"I suppose," Kate said with a smile. "I only need to make our sandwiches, but we do have soup."

"I'll warm that up," Rick said, nodding rapidly before he hurried after her to the kitchen. They washed their hands one after the other in the sink and he went to the pantry where she had a can of soup set aside. Taking it to a pot he started to heat it on the stove while she was making them cheese sandwiches that she soon was melting in a pan next to him. "Do you have anything else planned for today before we need to get Julia?" he asked before he tested the heat of the tomato soup.

"No, tomorrow will be laundry day," Kate said. "And I must make a good dinner for Julia; for her first day at school in our new home."

Rick nodded and then said, "When will you start?"

"I believe I should once we're home with her," Kate said once she thought that over. She glanced at her husband and said with a slight smile, "Why?"

Shrugging his shoulders, though he didn't do it that hard as he was pouring the soup into two bowls, Rick said, "No reason, we might dance a bit again. Or read."

"We'll see once we finish," Kate said, setting their sandwiches on a plate and then heading to the dining room with it. They were sitting down to eat together and they did so in silence, looking at each other and the view out the window in the room. When they'd finished she stood to start taking everything to the kitchen but her husband stopped her. "Rick-" she began with a frown as she watched him gathering the bowls and plate.

"I'll take care of this my love," he said firmly before he went over to the kitchen.

Sighing as she was watching him, Kate took the glasses they'd had some wine in; from her father's stock; and went after him.

"Kate-" Rick started to say when he saw her.

"Here, I'll see what's on the radio," Kate told him with a smile. When he nodded she then pushed herself up on her toes and leaned forward, kissing his cheek lovingly. She went into the living room and there picked up her dust rag, setting it aside before she went to their radio. Turning it on she fiddled with the dial, soon tuning in to a station that was playing jazz music and she smiled as it was faster than she knew her husband would expect. She then grabbed her book on the end table of the couch and sat with it, starting to read though she was slightly distracted as she was waiting for him.

Relieved when he'd finished washing everything, Rick dried his hands as fast as he could before he was racing over to the family room. As he approached the doorway to it from the dining room he paused, staring at his wife as she was reading. And as he'd done before he watched her, though he wasn't doing so for very long and hurrying inside to her with a smile when she looked up at him.

"Are you finished love?" Kate asked. She became startled when he went to the radio and turned it off before gently taking her book. "Rick?" she said though there wasn't much curiosity behind her question. She stood immediately when he held his hand out to her and wrapped her arms around him though they embraced for only a moment. She then let him take her to the stairs, to the staircase to their room and she was wrapped in his arms before they were losing themselves completely in one another.

"You couldn't… continue," Castle said slowly when his wife stopped there.

Beckett smiled and then leaned over to kiss him lovingly on the lips before they parted and she murmured, "Maybe later." She wasn't surprised when her husband tightened his grip on her, or what he asked her next with his voice rough in desire.

"Are you serious?" Castle said.

Beckett nodded and said, "I am. I'm a little tired of doing things in the morning."

Castle started to point out that it hadn't been that long since they'd been together at night but stopped himself. He nodded and said, "But we won't rule out the daytime will we?"

"Pervert," Beckett said with a smile. She leaned over and shared a kiss with him before pulling back and saying, "It seemed to get better."

"It did," Castle said, knowing she was talking about them getting used to living together as husband and wife. "Luckily having our girls so soon didn't hurt things."

"That I think is because we were in love with each other," Beckett said with a smile.

Castle shrugged before he was smiling at the way she lightly laughed and he didn't try to stop himself, leaning over and kissing her gently on the lips. When they parted he didn't move very far away from her, staring intently into her eyes before he grabbed her. After he'd pulled her onto his lap they were kissing again, far more passionately than before. He felt a sudden sense of joy as her tongue was rubbing against his and he held her even tighter against him before tilting his head.

Beckett knew they were risking someone riding by and seeing them doing that, but she couldn't stop herself as she was too tempted by her husband's lips. Eventually she pulled away to breathe and she whispered his name as he went to her neck.

Thinking the same as his wife, Castle was very careful while he was kissing around her pulse, trying his best not to do anything too out of control. He did that over as much of her neck as he could before he was moving back so he could look at her.

Cupping her husband's cheek with her hand, Beckett gently rubbed her thumb over his lower lip and said, "Should we go?"

"Do you want to?" Castle asked, hoping she would say no. When she shook her head quickly he then leaned over and kissed her passionately. They were involved with that for some time, sharing several before he stopped and they were nuzzling their swollen lips together. "Let's lay down," he told his wife.

Nodding in agreement, Becket got off his lap to lay on one side of the blanket before he was lying next to her. She looked up at the blue sky and asked, "What time is it?"

"For them it's only ten," Castle said as he knew she was talking about their daughters. He moved his hands to under his head and he said, "So Julia and Eliza are at their recess and Josie is… playing with her grandparents," he said.

"And Alexis is at work," Beckett reminded him.

"Alexis is at work," Castle echoed with a nod. They were quiet for a while before he turned onto his side and said, "You never were annoyed with me being around there were you?"

"Of course not," Beckett said firmly. "Remember that you left us for a while before you were working on the case. And again; I loved you." She raised her head then and said, "Are you just trying to make me say I love you? Repeatedly." She rolled her eyes when her husband smiled and raised and lowered his eyebrows a few times before she pinched his side. She sat up and once he'd joined her said, "I did and still do. So stop."

"I will, but I loved you and I really love you now," Castle said.

"So there's a difference?" Beckett said teasingly. She wasn't surprised when her husband leaned over, kissing her again and she was quick to respond to him, wrapping her arms tightly around him before she found herself once again on his lap. She didn't stop them doing that, going along with that kiss and then the next four or so until they stopped, breathing heavily and pressing close together.

"What?" Castle eventually asked as he felt the way his wife was holding onto his shoulder.

"Are you okay?" Beckett said, looking at him.

"Yeah… oh, no I'm fine," Castle said, answering in a confused tone before he realized what she was talking about. "But… I'll be careful."

Beckett nodded before she smiled and then said, "What should we do when we head back?"

"Swim?" Castle suggested.

"Sure," Beckett said.

"If you don't want to-" Castle said, a little surprised at her tone of voice.

"I want to," Beckett interrupted him. "But it's more the question of what if the Elliston's son is there?"

"Are you worried?" Castle asked.

"For your sake," Beckett replied easily.

"Mine?" Castle asked in complete confusion before it came to him. "Oh… you don't want me to get in trouble."

"Get arrested for kicking his ass," Beckett said sternly.

"Thank you for thinking I could," Castle replied.

"You could," Beckett said. She couldn't help smiling when her husband looked startled and then told him, "You're in better shape than he is." She then reached for him and covered his mouth with her hand saying, "It doesn't matter if he's younger; you have training too."

"Oh, thanks for teaching me to do that," Castle said, taking her hand with his.

Beckett rolled her eyes but didn't say anything as he had bent his head to begin kissing around her wrist. "Rick," she breathed out heavily.

"Sorry," Castle said, quickly letting go of her hand. "Should we-" he started to say before she was suddenly wrapping her arms around his neck and crushing her lips against his. He was groaning when she was running her fingers through his hair and he held her tightly before she was suddenly moving.

Though she knew she was playing with fire, Beckett couldn't stop herself and she was soon after straddling him. They kissed again, meeting each other as they'd moved, and they didn't stop until they needed to breathe desperately after several kisses. She nuzzled her swollen lips to her husband's and said, "We should stop."

"I know… you… please don't think I'm being rude," Castle started to say. "But please get off… please."

"It's okay," Beckett replied soothingly. "I had a feeling it would start." She was quick to sit next to him again but they were kissing shortly after. It was a careful one and she couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied with it before she realized that feeling. "Rick-" she started to say.

"I know… maybe we should go to our room…?" Castle said slowly.

Beckett wasn't sure of how to answer that, torn between wanting to do something else and returning to their room. She finally sighed and said, "If we go to our room I'd like to get ready for the pool," looking at him to see his reaction.

"I'm fine with that," Castle said seriously. When she smiled at him he reached for her hand and then gently tugged her closer so they could kiss. He kept that gentle but lingered a little longer than he would normally do before they moved away from each other at the same time.

Beckett, smiling at her husband as he was doing so to her, said, "There is tonight."

"Oh there is," Castle replied with a nod. "I'm aware. And you know there's nothing wrong seeing you in the pool."

"Pervert," Beckett said easily. When her husband bowed his head to kiss the back of her hand she gently ran her fingers through his hair. She wasn't surprised when he raised his head to find he was staring at her intently and she bit her lower lip for a moment before they were leaning together to meet in another kiss. She parted her lips for him and once they'd tangled their tongues together for a while they slowly parted. She wasn't surprised when he reached for her, gently cupping her cheek with his hand, and she leaned into him again before they both paused mere millimeters from each other's lips.

"Who's riding that fast?" Castle said, standing up with her.

"Brennan," Beckett said when she shortly after saw her cousin. "Something's wrong," she said as she quickly was able to discern he was riding his horse bareback.

"Yeah," Castle said as he'd noticed the same. They were hurrying, getting everything they'd brought to the saddle bag he'd had before they were mounting each horse as his wife's cousin reached them.

"We need to go," Brennan told the two in a rush. "Mercer called and said there's been another attack."

"Who?" Beckett asked just before they started their horses to gallop.

"Their friend," Brennan said, leaning down to his horse's neck as they were doing to get back to the stables. "Mr. Palkis."