I arrived at my loft; I made a small family gathering in the kitchen to explain everything to my mom and Alexis, and prepared my suitcase. When I was ready, I left and went back to the 12º precinct. In the elevator I met Beckett, she smiled me and I thought she had already thought of everything and she had calmed. We went together to the office of Gates; she told us to sit, again:

- Well, I hope you are more relaxed now. You'll get called Ben Fillion - and she handed me a fake ID - and Beverly Katic – she gave Beckett her fake ID - Ryan and Esposito are going to be always close to you, ready to intervene at any time. You cannot talk to them except for untraceable phone that will give you the undercover cop to arrive. They make the calls, answering MANDATORY. - And she looked at me, I tried to look as innocent - Your plane leaves in an hour, you'll stay in Concorde Hotel, Los Angeles, famous hotel for their tricks of drugs and money. The subjects for which you have to pass are retained to not cause problems. Good luck, Detective and ... Castle.

We raised when she said:

- Ah! Do not forget that you are a couple, a sentimental couple, I want you to act in the most convincing way possible, do whatever it takes; but I doubt, given your situation, you may have problems ...

Beckett and I stared each other, stunned by what she had just suggested:

- No, sir, Castle and I do not ... - Beckett said to clarify the situation but Gates stopped her:

- I do not care your sentimental status, I want that bastards in jail so you must concentrate on the mission.

Two hours later we were entering the lavish reception at Concorde. The receptionist, who I assumed was the undercover cop, guided us to our suite, and when he gave me the key also gave me the phone that Gates had said. Beckett looked to me to open the room and I did it, but when she was about to enter, I said:

- Bev, wait!

She turned to look at me. Holding on the laugh because I knew what I was about to do was going to piss her off, I picked her up like if we were just married. She gasped in surprise, and we entered in the suit. It was huge with a massive bed (double), two huge bathrooms, a huge plasma TV, etc.:

- Seems made for giants - and I laughed at my own comment, I was glad to see that Beckett smiled a little. – Forgive me. For everything I did before.

She looked at me with her bright green eyes, and she said:

- It's okay - she smiled me- I'm going to take a shower, okay?

I nodded and I started to unpack my suitcase to keep everything in the dressing room, which was as big as my office in my loft. Someone phoned. By custom, I touched the pocket where I had the iPhone but it was not who sounded. I thought maybe it was Beckett's smartphone but then I remembered the one that the receptionist had given to me and I took it. Yes, it was this.

- Hello, Ben Fillion at the appliance.

- Yo, Castle, pretend I'm Robby, your little brother. – said Esposito.

- Hey, Robby, how are you? – I answered.

- You're being watched, they have cameras and microphones in the room, everywhere.

- I'm glad. I'm fine and Beverly also, she is showering now, talk to her tomorrow, okay? - I said, pretending.

- Okay, the only "safe" places are the bathrooms, there you can argue all you want; but when you're outside, pretend that you are everything to each other.

I thought, bitterly, that I would not have many problems to pretend that:

- All right, buddy, enjoy and be careful.

- Hey, Castle ... You too - Esposito said, worried.

- Sure, I will look after her like if my life depends on it.

"Of that we have no doubt" said someone from the bottom of the other line. "Ryan" I thought.

- Okay. Goodbye, Robby, I love you kid.

I was talking to the beep that alerts that the communication has been cut off. I went into the bathroom where Beckett was and, for a few seconds I stared at her silhouette before shouting:

- ¡Kate!