Disclaimer: I don't own Castle, but I claim my OC Miranda.

Prompt #47: Telepathy - It was a weird gift, and they used it far too much to be considered normal.

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Miranda Reynolds smiled as she watched Castle and Beckett spinning theory by the murder board. It had been obvious for a few months that they were together. Hell, half the department probably had an idea, but out of respect for their privacy (and the worry that Gates would kick Castle to the curb) nobody outright said anything. The only ones who knew for certain were Esposito, Ryan, and Miranda.

Since they had been together, that weird telepathy they had suddenly increased. Before it had been just finishing each other's sentences and handing over coffee before the other asked for one. Now it translated into the smaller aspects of their relationship. Their shoulders were brushing, heads bowed close to speak quietly. Too close given the almost empty bullpen and lack of anyone around.

Clearing her throat, she rolled over in her chair and said, "Got the victim's financials. Looks like she was withdrawing varying amounts of cash on a monthly basis that wasn't going towards any of her bills."

"Blackmail?" Beckett mused, taking the folder from Miranda.

"Or siphoning off money to run," Castle added. "Think about it. She was in a loveless marriage to Darren - "

Beckett quickly continued with, " - he was having an affair and she couldn't just divorce him - "

" - so what else could she do but stockpile money and bide her time until she could flee?" Castle finished. "But if the mistress found out - "

"She must've ratted her out," Beckett realized. "That's probably why she called Darren that night, to tell him about Marnie's plan - "

" - so he could stop her before Marnie made him look like a fool."

Impressed, Miranda raised an eyebrow and gave a series of slow golf claps. "You two should do kids' parties," she remarked. "That mind-reading thing is a class act."

The partners flashed each other a look. Smiles started to curl their lips as their eyes lit up, clearly having a silent conversation right in front of Miranda that had the arson detective feeling like she was intruding on a private moment.

"So I'll call Esposito and Ryan, see if they've found anything at Darren's place," she said, rolling back to her desk. They never noticed her leaving, too wrapped up in each other. She rolled her eyes. Sometimes it's cute, and sometimes -

Suddenly Beckett and Castle slipped off their perch on the desk and sat in their chairs, putting a respectable amount of distance between them. Ten seconds later, the elevator door dinged open and released Captain Gates into the bullpen. "What's the latest?" she demanded. Without missing a beat Beckett delivered the theory that she and Castle had just bandied about.

- And sometimes it's just freaky how they do that, Miranda thought.

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