A/N S this is chapter five thank you for reading AND reviewing. So if you were wondering I made this before cold case I just never published it, also this one gets a little fluffy to say at the most so I don't know if it is M or not (probably not) still...beware (like anyone does)

Brennan looks around the room at the body taking the computer with her.

"Hey Ange think you can get something to identify the body? I'll send the pictures to you when I get them." She asked and set the laptop down as the rest of them came in.

"Gee, Hun I don't I can try, but you might not get it fast"

"That is fine. Don't worry. Thank you I will be leaving now." She closed her laptop and grabbed her camera. Booth and Mr. Castle came in with Detective trailing not far behind. Booth was smiling so was Detective Beckett. She continued to take pictures of the body while she could heard them faintly talking to each other. She finished and all but Booth and Lanie were staring at her. She was really getting tired of the vacant stares looking at her as if she couldn't do anything. She snorted and Lanie and Booth turned around and they both gave Beckett and Castle the same look, as if saying really, and they soon snapped out of it and Castle looked around while Beckett scratched her head slightly. Brennan took the camera over to the laptop and sent them to Angela after she was done she walked in front of Booth and whispered in his ear.

"Would you please tell them I am very capable of working?" He nodded and shot both Castle and Beckett a glare which they both didn't take too kindly. Castle was the only one to speak up.

"We are just," He stuttered a bit for words, "amazed at how efficiently you can work in your position." He put on a charm smile, which faintly resembled Booth's, but she decided it wasn't worth it people were going to look at her like this for a long time as long as she was pregnant. Castle inwardly sighed from not being pummeled. He knew where the line was with pregnant women, and it was a fine line at that. Beckett looked at Castle for a minute and then looked back at the body. He was really good at covering his ass, she narrowly escaped that path, but then again she remembered he had already been down this road with Alexis. She looked back at Castle who was looking back at the body. Beckett decided she would be safer in the bull pen so she excused herself and headed back. Castle saw her leave and followed her out. Brennan looked at Dr. Parish and asked her.

"Are they in a sexual relationship?" She looked at her and Booth smirked looking at the body. Dr. Parish stopped writing down whatever it may have been and smiled at her.

"Oh, I have been trying for three years for them to be in one."

Beckett walked to her desk and sat down looked through her paperwork, and she saw that Castle had followed her out of the autopsy room. He sat down in his chair and watched her. She looked a little embarrassed, but he couldn't tell what it was from. She only went through her paperwork when she had nothing to say. She looked up at him, and saw he was looking at her and twitched her mouth in an awkward smile.

"So what do you think of her?" He asked a little taken aback by her random smile.

"She seems good enough. She kind of scares my though." She scratched her head and looked at the floor with a quick smile.

"No problem, just always carry around food." She smiled at the desk. Everyone on came back to the bull pen and Ryan and Espo had returned from god knows where.

"So we saw something on the vic." Lanie says as she comes in and sits down in a chair. Dr. Brennan clears her throat.

"Actually I found it." Beckett gave Lanie a look at why she was still there, but she assumed it was to see what was going on. "There is a nick on the victims sternum, thus the projectile's path of impairment was 45 degrees angling up suggesting that the attacker was laying down or they had-" She waved her hand in anyone's direction and they all just stared at her. She groaned, but Booth came over and was her own dummy victim. She thrust him down so that to that he is facing the ground. "The victim was thrown down, like so, and then the weapon was thrust into their chest." Booth managed to get back up and fixed his tie before breathing again, as they considered this Brennan looked around and watched the reactions of everyone around her. She turned around and called up her phone and put it on video. Angela answered.

"Sweetie, I'm good, but not a miracle worker."

"No Ange, I need to see what this would look like on the Angela-Tron."

"Sure let my set it up….So what do you need me to do."

"Okay, there was a nick on the victims sternum at a 45 degree angle path of trajectory is increasing. I figured either the victim fell onto the murder weapon or-"

"The murderer had thrown the victim down and thrust the weapon into the victim," She nods and Brennan can see her set it all up on the Angela-Tron. "Ok Sweetie, this is what the first scenario would look like…" The angle on the weapon is right, but the patter was wrong. Brennan shook her head and Angela had set up the second scenario. Brennan watched and Booth came over to watch as well, but the angle was wrong on the weapon. Brennan watched it replay over and over and she couldn't think of what else there could be, then Angela had stopped it and typed something in. "Maybe, the weapon was curved, like a paper click bent out of shape." Brennan watched and realized she was right it fit perfectly, but what kind of weapon look like that.

"Angela what kind of weapon looks like that?" She had just noticed that she was circled by many new faces all staring at her tiny screen. She adjusted the screen, so everyone is in the picture. Angela looked back and almost gasped at the many new faces a few not too bad to look at. I'm married, I'm married, she repeats in her head.

"Well I searched the data base and found that there is a type of hook used for larger fish that looks just like it, but do you know if the victim was by water when you found him?" Detective Beckett cut in.

"He was maybe a mile from the Hudson. Do you think the perp was on a boat and killed the vic?" Brennan thought for a moment, and then nodded.

"Yes it did make sense, but we need to find out for sure. I need to swab the victim's wounds for any traces of anything from the murder weapon. "She looked around as everyone hovered and she was finishing up the call. "Bye Ange I will get the samples to Hodgins as soon as I get anything back."

"Okay, sweetie I will talk to you soon." Brennan hung up the phone and everyone dispersed.

"If I may I am going to go back to the lab." Brennan walks off and headed back to the lab. Booth watches her leave for any reason, with her so pregnant she was due any week, and he wanted to make sure she was OK when she goes into labor. Detective Beckett and Mr. Castle were bickering between each other and saw parallels. He really could see them together, too bad they weren't. He walked over and smirked at both of them and sat down in a chair nearby. The two had stopped bantering between each other to see him smirk at them. Beckett's look was quizzical, but Castle simply smirked back. Esposito and Ryan had had thought about going to try and do something productive, but there was nothing to do. This case was already taking them a loop of a roller coaster ride; they didn't want to do anything more that might send them back through it. Beckett sighed and put her hand on her forehead, yet the faint smile on her face suggested she was still amused by the argument that had just progressed. She sat down in her chair and her feet dangled almost a foot off the ground. She grimaced and all the boys except the Special Agent had hidden somewhere. She fixed her chair and silently waited for them all to come out of hiding. Ryan was first. Not guilty. Esposito had casually walked by, but whistling with a purpose as if pointing out who did it. Not guilty. That only left one person. Castle. She heard Booth chuckle and she looked up at him looking at her

"It's like you work with a bunch of…teenagers." Then he sighed and looked at the path to the lab. Castle poked his head up from a wall beside her and she looked at him with a playful glare. Castle's face was too cute for her to take all in and she cracked up which caused many stares from all around and she soon quieted, but Castle still had his puppy dog face on and she ducked behind a pile of papers to hide her smirking face. She came back up and found that Booth had gone and she looked around. Castle nudged his head in the direction of the autopsy room and she nodded sighing and saw that the pile of papers weren't there just a minute ago. She searched through then and saw they were the crime scene before the vic died. She was flipping through them and she saw that there was a finger print on the camera lenses. She didn't know if Lanie could get an ID, but she ran to the autopsy room where Lanie was searching on her data base.

"Lanie I think I've got something." She turned around and saw what Beckett was holding.

"Beckett, where did you get these?" She looked through all of those pictures and saw the one she was looking for.

"I think I might be able to take these for prints." Beckett sighed.

"Oh thank you." She was about to walk out when she heard Lanie mumble something under hear breath and all she caught was her, Castle, and the FBI know it is true. She turned around, but Lanie was glued into the computer.

After hours of going over the evidence that had landed itself on Beckett's desk they hadn't gotten much farther. Booth had come back to the bullpen to help out at about 2 O' clock. It was now 7:00. Brennan had come up around 6:50 saying she was hungry and Booth taken her to Remy's. That left Castle, Beckett, Ryan, and Espo to deal with all of the evidence. Castle Beckett yawned and Ryan and Espo followed in suit, but kept on working.

"Hey Beckett go home we got this. You too Castle."

"Really, are you sure you guys?"

"Yea we got this." Castle was already packing by the time she asked and was waiting for her to leave to walk her out.

"Okay, make sure you guys head home and get some sleep." She said walking out grabbing her stuff following Castle, they got into the elevator and waited until it came to stop at the lobby floor.

Castle and Beckett both went to a nearby bar and had a few drinks, getting lost in the bicker banter of inebriation. Castle looked at his Rolex and sighed 10:00. He just now realized there was hardly anyone in the bar. A few diners still eating late, probably waiting for their graveyard shifts, but there was just him and Beckett. He stretched and stood up stretching out his arm and Beckett easily climbs into it. As they stagger to the road without a taxi in sight. Weird, especially for a Friday night. They walk down the side walk in the slowly decreasing temperatures. Few people were on the street, for the colder weather. The Christmas lights and decorations were all around them. They walked in silence until they came to a red light. The light would not turn green for them to cross, no matter how little the cars were.

"Hey come on." She stutters and they fast walk to and empty area of the road and they hurry to get to the median, where trees are lining the middle and a small patch of concrete area and they stop there.

"Why, detective Beckett that is a crime."

"Yes, but I know a great cop who can back up my case." She giggles and then stops abruptly and reaches up and grabs his face. He had stopped as well and didn't know what to do, or what she was doing. She looked him in the eye and kissed him deeply. He was surprised at first and then he had grabbed her and lifted her higher so that she didn't have to be on her tip toes, which normally wasn't the fact when she wore her heels. The taste of alcohol very prevalent on her tongue and the cars passing by had honked, but they didn't care. Castle needed air and so he broke them apart, but kept her close.

"I guess this makes you a dirty cop doesn't it?" She giggled again, which was actually quite adorable, and smiled up at him. She grabbed his hand and they ran across the road heading for the other side of the road and ran for a little more, until they were merely a few hundred yards from her apartment. They began to start walking again and they could see their breath, billowing in smoke clouds around both of their faces. For a second they both thought the smoke looked like a heart, but it had to be the alcohol taking its affect. He walked her to her door and she looked at him again. Beckett was going to open the door when she turned around again and kissed him again. This time he was somewhat expecting it and took her in for all she is. Beckett opened her door and led him in still embracing. They stumble into her living room and past her kitchen. He stopped once to breathe and look at her with a puzzling look, but all he saw in those eyes were galaxies and he fell right back into them.
They had somehow managed to get to her room, which frankly scared Castle, but she didn't stop so he had to.

"Beckett," He paused, "We have had a lot to drink." He stated more as a warning to himself then to her. All she did was nod, but he still stopped. What if she regretted this in the morning? What would she remember? Where was this going to go after? Why the hell was she still undressing? Why wasn't he at least trying this? Why was he thinking about this when he could be experiencing it? Why wasn't she hesitating? Who cares? He grabbed her again and helped her out of her shirt. She did the same for him only she didn't care and she rips his buttons all off. He lays her on her bed and his hand explores her back. Every inch of it. She moved his hand to her front and he gasped holding his breath, and she giggled again. He smiled at her, so she kissed him again and he pushed her back up against her headboard. She worked on his pants while he was tasseling her hair. She was moving so fast he had to slow her down a few times and she groaned. He always held her as if she was about to break. She would fight back at him, but eventually just go with the flow.

Well I hoped you liked it this was a really long one and im sorry it took so long I had A LOT of writers block im not even kidding and again this Is probably the most fluffy I have ever done….well acknowlegdly