Something I forgot in the previous chapters.

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Castle walked into the precinct with a wide grin, holding the usual cardboard tray with two cups of coffee in his right hand, and the daily newspaper in the other.

It was like any other day at the 12th, with people rushing in and out, and the team working on their desks trying to find anything useful. Beckett typed on her keyboard as quick as she could, probably checking a lead she had just had.

Castle - Morning Detective! - His smile widened even more at the sight of her.

Beckett - Hey Castle.- She greeted him without looking up.

At her cold greeting, his smile faded away a little. The writer handed her the cup of coffee at the far side of the cardboard tray, and she took it blindly. She stopped writing and slid the chair a few inches to get away from the desk, enough to turn around and remain in front of Castle, who had already taken his seat next to her table.

With both hands, she wrapped the hot cup and took a sip while watching him from the corner of her eyes.

Castle - Got anything?

Beckett - The girls fingerprints aint in our database, so we dont know who she is yet. - She said shaking her head.- We're checking on the security company and the lobby cameras to see if anything suspicious comes out.

Castle - And Blake?

Esposito slid his chair until he reached the writer with an ocher folder in his hands. He was showing them some papers with the background of the first victim.

Esposito - Looks like the guy was involved in a bunch of different things. None of them good or legal.- He handed the folder to Beckett - Most of all frauds and minor scams, but he also has arrests for burglary and possession. Last time arrested, two years ago.

Beckett - Every time his brother paid the bail. - She thought aloud, checking the sheets for herself.- Until the last one. Our victim spent three weeks in prison for attempted burglary.

Castle - Maybe a cellmate could shed some light on what he was doing.

Esposito - I dont know, bro, it's been a long time.

Beckett - For now its the only thing we have. Find out who his cellmate was and bring him in for questioning.

Esposito nodded and pushed his chair back to his desk to be able to use his computer. He glanced at Ryan over his shoulder, still busy checking the entry registers of the security company guarding the parking of the building where they had found the bodies. They needed to go through the cameras too.

Becketts ringtone filled the air, echoing in the precinct. The detective grabbed the phone from her pocket and looked at the screen, where Dr. Lanie's name flashed insistently.

Beckett - Beckett! - She answered instantly and nodded to her friend.- We'll be there in five.- She rose from her chair and snapped her phone closed, heading towards the elevator.- Lanie's got something - She replied to the unspoken question registered in Castles face. - You coming?

Castle - Sure! - He smiled nervously and rushed up after the detective.

At the morgue:

When they finally got into the morge, the ME was checking on their second victim. Coffees left in the office, both of them approached the metal stretcher in which was lying the body. They were so close the detective could even feel the rustle of his arm against hers, giving her goose bumps. She was well aware of them growing stronger each day she spent with him, but she fought to ignore it.

Lanie - Hey girl! - Her friend greeted her raising an eyebrow - Castle...

Beckett - Hey Lanie. What's it you found? - She asked as she glared at the writer, leaning too close to the corpse.

Lanie - TOD between 12:00 am and 2:30, is the closest I can get.

Beckett - Anything on the murder weapon?

Lanie - See those holes? 38 ammo, I was able to retrieve a couple bullets already in their way to ballistics. - She moved the vics head to show them the wound.- She died first. Two shots in the chest and one to the head, at short distance. Would say she was still asleep when she got the first shot. And she was definitely dead when she was shot in the temple.

Beckett - Anything that could help us identify her?

Lanie - I sent a dental record to traces. Hopefully, there will be in the registry, that could give us her name.

The detective nodded. Castle paced near the body, observing carefully every detail he could find. He saw some bruises on her wrists, but he knew better than touching anything. He called the ME with a wave and pointed the darkened marks.

Castle - Those bruises, how old are they? - He asked curious, but Lanie shook her head.

Lanie - Couple of weeks, maybe more. She has no recent defensive wounds. - The writer made an agreemend sound.

Beckett - And what about him? - She didnt even wait for her friend to go over the second table.

Lanie - Well, we do know who he is.- She said as she aproached, and the detective rolled her eyes.- He was shot from behind. I would say he was trying to run away from his killer but the second bullet threw him through the window. The wound in the head was after the fall.

Beckett - Our killer wanted to be sure he was dead.

Castle - Sound like a pretty smart killer.- Lanie snorted and looked at him in disbelief.

Lanie - Smart? He fell down from an eleventh floor. Of course he was dead!

Caslte - Then I guess our killer did see too many mob movies. He shot them both in the head to make sure they were dead.

Beckett - So our killer shot him in the middle of the road and nobody noticed?

The writer shrugged. They had found no witnesses, the streets were quite deserted at such an hour and besides the taxi driver who had found the corpse, they had not been able to find anything else in the vicinity.

Castle - The cab just happened to pass, but I find certainly odd that the doorman didnt notice.

Beckett - He's lying.

Castle - Or maybe he wasnt there.

Beckett - He left?

Castle - It should be in the videos.

Lanie coughed. They were inches from one another, gazing intensely as their breaths speeded up. Beckett stepped back, feeling uncomfortable. His eyes pierced her very soul so hard she was sure her friend would notice. Castle sighed, and ran his hand through his hair. It was so damn difficult to stop staring at her.

Beckett - Lets see if Ryan found something in the tapes.

Castle followed her with his eyes until she reached the metal doors of the morgue. Her silhouette moved slowly, but determinedly. He admired every step she took, every move, every single part of her body. Nothing that could possibly go missing for the trained eyes of the ME.

Beckett could feel him staring at her in that fashion she had always claimed as creepy, the same way he looked at her up in the bullpen, when she was doing paperwork. She secretly had come to like it. But that didnt mean she was okay with him doing it in public, even if that public was her best friend.

She turned over to face him just before crossing the thick doors. Lanie was raising her eyebrows in a curious grin, obviously trying to hold herself from laughing. The detective ignored her, knowing she would be questioned later about what had just happened.

Beckett - Castle! - She blurted, sticking him out from his absorption - You coming or what?

The writer took a deep breath, he didnt realize he had been holding it. His gaze automatically turned away, as an awkward feeling ran through his spine. He tried to ignore it and headed her way, with his eyes now fixed on the hallway.