A/N: I'm so glad people are reading my silly little interpretations, it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. Thank you's and love eyeballs (to steal a phrase) to any and all who've followed/favorited/reviewed, I can't express how happy that makes me. So here's the fourth installment. This one's a little different, centering around the end interrogation scene when Castle gets a confession out of Brandon. I loved this scene, so I figured I'd take a stab at it. Please review and tell me if you think I took too many liberties with Beckett's thoughts.

"Maybe you'd like to just sign a confession then?" Kate handed the paper over to Brandon, knowing this wasn't how it was going to end, but wanting to see how it would play out.

"Sure." He took her outstretched pen as Castle looked between the two of them, apparently fooled by Brandon's act. "I confess…" Kate watched as Brandon looked up from the paper to her chest. Well, she thought, he was right; this would be more fun without his lawyer. "That I'm dying to cop a feel under your cop blouse."

Kate just stared at him, incredulous and without anything to say in reply. The audacity on this kid left her speechless.

"There, now I feel so much better." Incredulity morphed to amusement as Kate turned to Castle, silently giving him the go ahead.

When Castle had proposed the idea that he conduct the interrogation instead of Beckett, she'd been resistant to say the least. After his explanation, however, she reluctantly conceded the merit to the plan.

As Castle made his initial spiel, something about black squid pasta, Kate smiled. Only a writer, well really on Castle, would be convinced that the best way to break a suspect would be boring him with a story about his dinner exploits, but she let him continue, trusting him to get to the point eventually.

It was rare that Kate even allowed anyone to sit in with her on an interrogation, much less play second fiddle, but she knew she wouldn't have gotten anywhere with Brandon. Even though he thought she'd gone to York, there was an air that prep-school kids had about them that couldn't be faked, and she was banking on Castle exploiting his to gain Brandon's trust. So she backed off and let him lead, just this once.

"Why would I kill Donny?" Brandon asked Kate, but it was Castle that answered.

"Amanda." The name pasted his lips with a simplicity that hinted that maybe Castle thought Brandon might have been justified. Kate smiled internally, Castle was definitely learning.

"Amanda is with me, not Donny."

"Yeah, only after Donny lost all his money." Brandon's eyes left Kate for only a second, but that second gave it all away. He was starting to lose his cocky composure. Kate almost smiled; it was only a matter of time now. Unless somehow Castle managed to screw this up.

"Which makes you sloppy seconds." Her moment of doubt in Castle reminded Kate that she was the cop, and as much as she believe Castle could break him, she had to be sure.

"It had to eat you alive, knowing that Amanda had been with Donny." Castle asserted as he moved to get up.

"Especially since he got way more than under her blouse, right?" She laced the question with a smile, liking the way it made Brandon's face twitch. This had always been one of her favorite moments of a case, watching a suspect realize it was all falling apart. And she also really liked the dynamic she and Castle had working for them.

"I have that video that shows that Max killed Donny. Not me."

"And arranging that was very impressive. Fooling Spencer, Romy and Amanda wasn't that hard, they didn't handle the gun. But, Max was another story…"

Kate sat back and watched Castle do what he did best, spin a story. Whether on not it was entirely accurate, Brandon was squirming. Thought she would never admit it, she found his stories fascinating, and more than a little sexy. Castle was a man in his element, and there was nothing more appealing. She hung on every word as she watched Brandon's face, seeing his resolve and defiance crumble as he bought them hook, line, and sinker.

"Exactly." Brandon whispered, a slight smile twitching the corners of his mouth.