Alexis rushed to the Medical Examiner's office, A.K.A. the basement of the precinct. Dr. Lanie Parish was an animated discussion with a body. Lanie looked up and smiled.
"Hey girl. I didn't expect you to come in today."
"I need you to cover for me. Tell my dad I was here all day if he asks." Lanie frowned.
"What's this about Alexis?"
"Is Detective Beckett in today?"
"Yes she's always here. She has no life. Seriously, it's unhealthy, the way she lives. Skirting around her feelings for Writer Boy. You know, it doesn't help that he's been an ignorant jack ass lately." She rambled on about Beckett's love life, but Alexis didn't hear. Lanie had her at 'skirting around her feelings for Writer Boy'.
"How does she feel about him?" Alexis asked the M.E. cautiously.
"isn't it obvious? She's head over heels in love with him. She's so scared that he only told her that he loved her because she was dying. So she's been slowly letting him in, testing the waters. She wants to tell him she remembers so bad, she just doesn't know how." She said all of this so nonchalantly it was almost comical. She had forgotten Alexis was there. She shook her head. "Poor girl." She muttered. She looked up and focused on Alexis. She got an 'oh shit' look on her face.
"Alexis. Hi. I forgot you were there."
"Yeah, well, is it true?"
Lanie looked around as though looking for eavesdroppers. "You tell anyone you heard this from me and I will make your murder look like an accident."
Alexis nodded furiously. "Understood."
"It's all true." Alexis stared at her for a moment then ran out of the morgue. A few seconds later she ran back in and threw her arms around Lanie's neck. "Thank you." She whispered and ran out.
Lanie shook her head and smiled. "She's a Castle alright."