Title: Neon Terror

By: greygoose70

Chapter 5

When Beckett and company rolled up to the crime scene it looked like a three ring circus. Cameras were flashing, videos being recorded, reporters reporting, uniformed cops trying to hold them in check. There was no way they were going to get through them all without a distraction so Beckett flipped on her gumball and hit her siren the blare causing everyone to stop and turn and stare at her. "EVERYBODY GET OUT OF THE DAMN WAY!" She shouted. "It's a crime scene not Barnum's & Bailey's and if you don't want to be arrested for Obstruction I strongly suggest you all move back."

"How far?" Some smart aleck suggested. "I'm thinking Florida might be to fucking close and if I find out who said that I will lock your ass in such a deep hole they'll have to pipe air to you. And that goes for the rest of you also. NOW MOVE!"

Slowly the hoard of reporters, cameramen and on-lookers began backing up so the officers could string their crime scene tape and provide an access location. As Beckett and company proceeded to make their way to the actual scene the officer that lifted the tape commented. "Nice speech Beckett. I especially liked the 'piping air' part."

Beckett turned her head looking to see who said that, seeing it was Ann Hastings she responded, "Thanks Ann, not sure where that remark came from though."

"Where's the little girl that was in the car?" Inquired Agent Shaw.

"Inside with her mother," Castle told her. "You want to talk to her?"

"Yeah, why don't you go with me, you're good with kids and she might be a little more comfortable with a male present."

"Okay. I'll let Beckett know where we're going." Castle turned and whispered in Beckett ear, she nodded her approval so turned Castle following Shaw to the TV station missing the smile and flush that appeared on Beckett's face.

With their investigation at the crime scene complete Beckett and company began making their way to her cruiser. Castle caught a glimpse of Tabitha carrying a very tired Naomi toward one of the police units for her ride home. He stopped abruptly thinking he had seen that scene before.

Beckett had reached her car, was about to get in when she notice Castle wasn't around. She turned searching for him, finding him just standing there, some 15 feet away, a look of concentration on his face. "You coming, Castle?" She called out to him.

"Hold on," He called back.

"What is it?" She asked walking toward him. She knew that look, he was onto something. "Come on," Castle said turning back heading for the TV station.

Shaw watched the goings on between the two from her spot by the car and as she saw them start for the station she decided she didn't need to be left out so she trotted over to catch up.

"What are you looking for, Castle?" Inquired Beckett as she observed him staring at the wall with all the pictured articles, plaques and awards on it.

"This," He said pointing to an article that included a picture of a man carrying his child in the exact same way he had seen Tabitha carrying Naomi. He read the date of the article as being from 18 years ago, written by Eve Nevers, the girl being 5 year old Gloria Hamilton. "That's your killer," He proclaimed as he spun to come face-to-face with Beckett and Shaw.

"How can you be so sure, Castle?" Shaw asked while Beckett moved in to read the article.

"It fits," He replied. "Remember what I told you earlier that Nevers was the object of the killers rage. Well this girls mother was killed in the exact same manner as our victims and guess who covered the story."

"He's right, Jordan, everything fits right down to the caliper of the weapon," Beckett confirming Castles observation. "Let's go talk to Ms. Nevers again."

"Gloria Hamilton," Beckett spouted walking into Eve Nevers office.

"Wow. Where did that name come from?" Nevers replied.

"You covered the story of her mothers killing," Castle commented.

"Yes but what does that have to do these murders?" inquired Nevers

"Everything," Responded Beckett.

"She's your killer," Castle followed with.

Jordan Shaw just stood back watching these to work, she was amazed how these two seemingly knowing the others thoughts.

"And you're probably next," claimed Beckett.

"Was Gloria's mothers killer ever caught?" Castle inquired.

"Not that I know of," Nevers answered finally being able to get a word in. "I followed the story for about six months finally getting an interview with Gloria.

"What do think, Jordan?" Beckett asked but never taking her eyes off news director.

"Put her in protective custody till we catch Gloria," Jordan replied.

"Like hell you are!" Nevers spouted quite authoritatively. "You can just forget it, I'm not going to let some crackpot stop me from doing my job."

Beckett, Shaw and Castle looked at each other. They knew Nevers couldn't be forced into protective custody so Beckett told her to stay alert and if she suspected anything to give them a call. The three amigos, as they've come to be called, turned and left.

"She's going to go after Eve Nevers, I just know it." Castle said from his spot in the back seat of the car."

"We know," came the unified answer from the front after which the remainder of the ride was made in silence.