Genre: Crime, Drama, Family, Romance, Humor

Rating: M for violence, language and sexual situations

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters featured on the show Castle, they belong to the creator of the show, ABC, and the others who do own them.

A/N #1: Yet again, so happy to get the feedback I did for the last chapter since there was a lot in it, lol, so want to get to my thanks for them! Beckett-Castle4ever (Great to see you liked the last chapter! And wasn't too surprised to see your reaction to the blind date, lol, was expecting a reaction like that!), vetgirlmx (Not surprised to read that you missed Julia before this chapter, but great to hear too, lol. And I'd been curious as to what readers would think about Julia trying to find out about Nikki Heat. But yeah, I think I've tried to climb a bookcase myself, lol, so it definitely happens I'm sure! Really happy you liked Castle and Beckett's banter about the case, 'cause I do try and get that close to the show, as close as I can! And yeah, have to see if they're right at all of course. And I wasn't that surprised that you thought it might be something like a blind date, lol. Wondered what you'd think of that, and glad you think it might be fun, lol. I have to say that I am sooo happy to see that you like Castle calling Beckett "love" and yeah, I could see him calling her that on the show too, as nothing else really works, lol, for him anyways. And I'd been wondering what readers would think that that too, so was a relief to see your reaction! Glad to see you liked the chapter, and of course to see that you want to read this one, which now you can!), pcol22 (Happy to see you liked the last chapter of course. And had to laugh at what you said about Castle trying to get Alexis to say when she's coming home, he's trying his best to get it out of her. And interesting to see you think Castle should write a kids book, I kind set that in as a maybe idea, lol. Great that you're looking forward to this chapter too!), life's a mystery (I was glad that you too liked Julia trying to find out about Nikki Heat and asking about that, again, so happy the readers enjoyed that! And I thought readers might like the 4th of July discussion, so happy seeing you did! So relieved you liked them talking about their pet names for each other) and sammysgirl78 (I was really glad to see you enjoyed the last chapter, had been wondering what you'd think of that one. I wasn't too surprised to see you liked Julia asking about Castle's books too. And again, surprised that you too want Castle to write a kids book, wasn't expecting much reaction for that, lol. The reason I thought you might like the last chapter was because of the family time in it, lol, and I was right. I thought you'd like the surprise part for Father's Day, so glad to see that confirmed, lol. And loved seeing your reaction to the love scene at the end, lol, always love seeing that. Also, happy to see you want to read more, which now you can do!). So thank you to all my reviews, so nice getting feedback when I know people have got to be busy and I definitely appreciate the time taken to write them, loved reading each of them!

We've Caught A Dirty One

Running his hand over Beckett's shoulder, Castle leaned over and pressed his lips to it, hearing her rapid breathing easing out. "I'm going to have a make a very strong cup of espresso whenever we get to the station," he commented as he moved to lie on his back.

"Hmm, you better, though I'm not regretting that," Beckett said, pressing her cheek to his shoulder. They were quiet for a moment, and she quickly checked the time saying, "You notice we do that a lot?"

"A period of not really doing much and then taking as much as we can, as many times as possible?" Castle asked. When Beckett nodded said, "I did, but that's how it happens when you have a kid."

"Also when the three of us come down with a cold one after the other," Beckett said, getting up on her knees then and pushing the sheet behind her that had stayed over them as they'd made love. "As happened in this case."

"You don't need to get up right this second," Castle said, sitting up quickly and putting his hands around her to press the small of her back; bringing her closer to him.

"I think I need a shower again, you too," Beckett said. "And we're not taking them together."

"Again? Then come here love," Castle said hurriedly, grabbing Beckett and turning her around as he laid her on the bed. He kissed her deeply, but quickly, and pressed his forehead to hers saying, "Just a few more quick kisses and then I'll let you go."

"Do you promise?" Beckett asked. When he nodded rapidly she sighed and then said, "Fine, but don't call me that again."

"What? Love?" Castle asked. When Beckett gave him a look he couldn't help laughing slightly before he kissed her. Parting he stared into her eyes and said, "Looks like I know your weakness, your… Kryptonite if you will."

"And if you use it too often it'll wear off," Beckett warned him.

"Understood," Castle said simply in response before he kissed his fiancée roughly, but briefly as he knew she was only going to let him do that until her alarm went off.

Wrapping her arms around him tightly, Beckett let her nails rake over the back of his head, and felt him shuddering against her in response almost instantly. A few kisses; much like that one; later, her alarm began, and when they pulled away from each other abruptly in shock at that she said, "I think… I think I've changed my mind Rick."

"I was waiting for that," Castle said easily, and he got off the bed, taking her hand and pulling her with him into the bathroom. "And I think you found my Kryptonite." He wasn't sure how exactly they got the water on in the shower, but it was, and they were underneath it, kissing passionately as he let himself run his hands over her body, wherever he could touch. Pulling away to breathe, he stared at his fiancée, her eyes half lidded before he moved to her neck, and proceeded to trail down her body.

Pressing back against the wall for support, Beckett was relieved when his mouth and hands began to work together to pleasure her, very quickly. She hadn't been sure giving him permission, but as his tongue was working over both her clit and her folds, she knew he wasn't forgetting they couldn't quite shut out everything else. Holding onto the back of his head, she carefully moved her body against him, his hands sliding over her ass and making her shudder in pleasure at the feeling before he was pulling her against him.

Since he had planned to make sure he'd be fast, Castle didn't really allow himself the chance to linger. He worked to bring her to the edge intently, eventually reaching up with one hand to fondle her breasts as an added help to him. It seemed to work, as after some time, she clutched at the back of his head, her hips thrusting wildly as his name leaving her lips echoed repeatedly. He felt a little smug that he was that good, as he knew it couldn't have been more than ten minutes since he'd started, but then felt a little hesitation with that. Shaking his head as he pulled away from her still throbbing sex, he swore to himself that he next time he could do that, he'd make it last much longer and take his time. As soon as he was standing though, he felt his fiancée's hand around his erection, grunting heavily as he hadn't gone unaffected pleasuring her. He leaned down and kissed her then, deeply, before she broke it off.

With her free hand running down his chest, Beckett got down on her knees as he'd done, watching him to see his reaction. His body was rigid and his eyes never left her as she carefully took his arousal with her mouth and proceeded to return the favor he'd done for her. Like him, she worked quickly, but was careful not to go too fast since she knew from experience that he could reach his climax quickly. So she alternated between going fast and slow, knowing he was enjoying both by the way he groaned above her. His fingers were tangled in her wet hair, and she reached up, wrapping her arms around him to rest on the lower part of his back. Speeding up after a while of that, she felt him tensing, and she glanced up at him to watch him as she finally brought him over the edge. She enjoyed watching that so much, she forgot the reason why they'd gone so quickly. But before she could remember, Castle was making her stand, and kissed her hard as they went back underneath the water together, trails sliding down their bodies as they became more focused on one another than before.

"We're not late are we?" Castle asked as he watched Beckett put on her boots last.

"No, but any more in there we would have been," she replied, smirking up at him.

"Hey, you said it was okay to join you," Castle said in mock defense. He wrapped his arm around her when she approached and said, "So we did that just in case tonight doesn't work out?"

Shaking her head, Beckett stepped out of his hold and said simply, "We'll need to see what happens. For now though…"

"Julia, yeah, I'll let you take care of that," Castle said simply. "Though I have an idea."

"Idea for what?" Beckett asked, glancing at him as they went to the stairs.

"You'll see, and it's only in case she doesn't get up," Castle said.

Turning to look up the stairs, Beckett led the way to Alexis' room, where Julia was fast asleep still, on her back with her hands up next to her head. She couldn't help lean over and kiss Julia's forehead tenderly before shaking her slightly and saying, "Sweetie, time to get up," as gently as she could. She wasn't surprised when the little girl groaned and waved her hand back and forth before turning onto her stomach. "Come on Julia, you need to go to school."

When there was another groan of protest Castle asked, "Mind if I try?"

"Alright," Beckett said, wondering what exactly he had in mind.

Turning on his phone, Castle went to the other side of the bed, and watched Julia as the song Good Day Sunshine began to play from his phone. He nearly laughed as Beckett looked at him and shook her head, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. But their daughter was soon turning over and blinking up at him. "Morning sweetheart," he said with a slight grin.

"I like that song," Julia said before she smiled at her mother and Castle's laughter. She sat up and sighed saying, "Time to get up?"

"It is," Beckett said. "I'm getting breakfast ready today, so is it alright if Castle helps you get ready?"

"Will you play more music?" Julia asked, looking to him.

"Yes, I hope that's not the only reason you'll let me get you ready," Castle said. Relieved when Julia shook her head no, he watched her exchange a kiss with her mother and stood up saying, "I'll do your hair too."

"My dress! I forgot to say Mommy!" Julia said suddenly as Beckett was turning to go.

"Castle, can you-" she said to him.

"I'll take care of it," he said quickly. He turned to Julia when his fiancée had left, and seeing her expectant expression said, "You're not going to let me get you ready until I get your dress packed are you?" At the little girl's shake of her head, he sighed before he went to where it was laying out on top of Alexis' dresser still. "And you want the shoes?" he asked when he'd finished putting the dress in her overnight bag.

"Yes please," Julia said, getting off the bed and running to him. She took the decorative bands for her hair and then said, "I'm gonna go ask Mommy something."

"Whoa, hold on," Castle said, quickly grabbing her before she could run to the door. Picking her up he threw her in the air a little to her cry of surprise before holding her against his hip saying, "Let's get you dressed first before you go. And why don't you ask me?"

Smiling as Castle set her on the bed, Julia looked down at the embroidered fabric in her hands before she nodded rapidly.

In the kitchen, Beckett looked up as she heard footsteps on the stairs, and said, "Morning Martha."

"Good morning Kate, I'm assuming it's a good morning for you," Martha said in reply.

"It is," Beckett said simply, finishing cutting the last of the fruit she'd gotten from the fridge. "I've only made a fruit salad, with some granola, so if you want something else-" she said, handing one of the four bowls to her.

"This is perfect, thank you," Martha said simply, going to sit at the table. "Easy kiddo, you might fall," she said as she turned and saw Julia bounding down the stairs. "I don't know how you did it, but you looked just like Alexis when she was younger," she said as she hugged the little girl who'd run to her. "Go get breakfast, and you can tell me what you'll do while you're at Celia's tonight."

"Kay, will you tell me what you do?" Julia asked.

"Of course," Martha said.

Hurrying to the kitchen, Julia showed her mother was she was holding and asked excitedly and all in a rush, "Can I take this to school to show everyone when we learn about Spain? Castle said it's okay if you say it's okay when I asked him that."

Smiling at her fiancé, who was coming up to them, Beckett turned her attention to their daughter and said, "It's fine, but you need to leave it here while we eat okay?"

"Yeah, I don't want to get it dirty," Julia said seriously, giving the fabric to her mother and watching her put it on the counter. She took her bowl and went to the table carefully, setting it on top before starting to climb up on her chair that was next to Martha. "I can do it," she said quickly when she tried to help her. She finally made it up and started to reach for a piece of mango.

"Sweetie, fork please," Beckett said as Castle handed her one.

"Kay, do you work today too?" Julia asked after eating the fruit.

"We do, we got a case yesterday," Castle answered.

"Now you can work all night, I will be at Celia's," Julia said in a matter of fact tone.

"Actually I won't," Castle said, glancing at Beckett, who nodded slightly.

"Why?" Martha asked, wondering what he had planned.

"Esposito set me up on a date," Castle said. He and Beckett looked over at Julia when her fork clattered loudly to the table and at her horrified look said hurriedly, "It's okay, I'm just kidding sweetheart."

"He's right, the date is with me," Beckett said quickly, reassuringly.

"You better explain what you mean by that," Martha said, rubbing Julia's back and handing her her fork.

"Lanie also set me up on a date, a blind date, so they're trying to get us to have dinner together," Beckett said.

"What are you gonna do?" Julia asked, feeling more relieved at that.

"We'll go to Le Circe, discover our blind date is one another and she'll leave," Castle said.

"Oh, they'll be there. Lanie's getting a little bit devious in her methods… or desperate," Martha said, thinking for a moment.

"Desperate most likely," Beckett said. "And after we're planning on having dinner on the roof together to make up for having to go through that. He'll get Remys for us."

"Why don't you just stay and have dinner, I'm sure you two could mimic having a horrible time," Martha pointed out. When her son and Beckett shared a glance she smiled and said, "Or maybe not."

"Probably better not to go through with it," Castle said simply. "We're hoping that makes Lanie stop, or take a break is what's likely going to happen."

"More than likely," Beckett said. "So you don't have to worry sweetie."

"I know, but I didn't know you were supposed to go with Mommy," Julia said.

"So do we have Father's Day set?" Martha then asked.

"We do, the zoo," Castle said, smiling as Julia bounced up and down in her chair. "And then Coney Island for dinner and the rest of the night."

"Are you sure you wouldn't want to go to Le Circe then?" Martha suggested.

"I'd like going there since it's my choice, and I want to go on rides with Julia," Castle said. "Also with my fiancée since we haven't gone there yet."

"We haven't had a chance, but I'm still surprised you want to go there," Beckett said with a slight smile.

"It's what I felt like doing," Castle said. "And even though we're having dinner at Raphael's down the street we're not really dressing up," he said, as he glanced at their daughter and saw she wanted to ask the question. "But you could wear a sundress if you wanted to," he finished, glancing at his fiancée.

"You can," Beckett said with a smile to Julia. "So summer dressy I think is what you want to set the dress code as."

"Are you going to be following it?" Castle asked.

"I'll need to see," Beckett said simply as she looked at her watch. "Okay, we need to go, you're going to be late," she told Julia. "Finish your fruits."

"I'm done," Julia said, showing her mother her bowl.

"Go ahead, I'll clear up once you go," Castle said as Beckett started to take their bowls.

"Thank you," she said. "Say goodbye to Martha sweetie."

"Have a wonderful day at school, and tomorrow too darling," Castle's mother said to Julia as the little girl kissed her cheek.

"I hope you have a good day too," Julia replied with a smile. She hugged her before she went to the door with her mother, Castle following them. "Make sure you get a good milkshake for my mommy. For dinner," she told him seriously as he picked her up.

"I will," Castle said, glancing at his fiancée who was fighting a smile. "Your mom and I will call you later tonight while we're having dinner okay?"

"Kay," Julia said, hugging him before she shared a quick kiss with him. She then looked up at them closely, as her mother helped her put her backpack on.

"I'll see you," Castle said, looking at Julia out of the corner of his eye. He was distracted then when Beckett wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him. He recovered as quickly as he could, and kissed her back, toeing the line of it being a rough kiss. But he luckily remembered there were more than there than just their daughter watching them, and they soon parted before he let her go; wanting to hold her just a little more. Clearing his throat as they walked out into the hall he said, "Bye Julia, have fun." Once they'd disappeared around the corner, he closed and locked the door, turning to find his mother standing at the table, watching him. "What?" he asked at her smile.

"You would never be able to fake having an awful time with her, could you?" Martha asked. When her son shook his head no, she went up the stairs, watching him clearing the table, seeing he seemed to be distracted. Her smile grew a little wider, knowing where his thoughts were exactly and wondering if he knew how obvious that was.

Hugging Julia one last time, Beckett kissed her cheek before she left, pausing at the door to wave goodbye to her daughter. She smiled when the little girl waved back before Celia touched the embroidery on the hair decoration she was holding. Seeing Julia was occupied with her friend, she left and as she hurried to leave before the gates were closed, she felt her phone shaking in her pocket before it began to ring. "Espo, did you find…" she started to say before pausing. "Yeah, I'll call Castle and get there right away."

Hanging up her phone, Beckett then called her fiancé, saying as soon as he answered, "You need to get to the Boxer Hotel, they just found Jason Sunderland."

"Yeah, I'll leave right now," Castle said quickly before they hung up.

Going out to the street, just managing to make it before the final bell rang, Beckett hailed a cab and gave the address of the hotel, luckily not too far away. With traffic clear by then, she was soon running into the lobby asking, "Where is he?" as she reached Ryan and Esposito.

"Seventh floor, we just got here ourselves, and CSU is on its way," Ryan commented.

"We called Lanie, so she should be getting here soon," Esposito finished.

"Alright, then let's head up," Beckett said, turning towards the elevators.

"Wait!" Castle called from behind, running over to them. "Damn cab hit some traffic or else I would have gotten here first."

"It's not a race Castle," Beckett said simply. "Did they mention if the door was open or any signs of a break in?"

"First thing we asked," Esposito replied. "And no, they say the only way someone got into that room with the vic was because they were let inside."

Nodding, Beckett was the first to step out of the elevator, a little surprised to turn to her right and find a door wide open. "So if this is the room, they either escaped via the elevator or the stairs."

"I would say the elevator since it's closer," Castle said. "But the stairs are more likely."

"Do you have security cameras on the stairs?" Beckett asked the hotel employee standing next to the doorway.

I'm afraid not ma'am, there's never been a reason to need them," the man replied.

Walking inside, Beckett saw their former suspect lying out on the bed, a bullet wound on the side of his forehead. "Well, I think we can be sure-" she started to say.

"It's not suicide," she and Castle said together.

"Yeah, that look on his face…" Ryan began before trailing off.

"He knew his killer, and it apparently shocked the hell out of him," Esposito said. "Judging by that expression."

"I was thinking more along the lines of trajectory guys," Beckett said, exchanging a look with Castle.

"Well yeah, that and his face," Ryan said before hearing voices at the doorway. "Lanie's here," he told the others.

"Yeah, and it sounds like you guys did my job for me," the doctor replied as she walked up to the bed. "But yeah, looks like it was a homicide, the angle I can see of the bullet wound…"

"Something wrong?" Beckett asked.

"I think we need to get him off the bed," Lanie replied. "But let me do a quick look over and have some pictures taken."

"We'll look around," Beckett said before she went to the closet against the back corner of the room.

"No suitcase," Castle said. "So he wasn't expecting to stay long."

"Ryan-" Beckett started to say, turning to the bed.

"He's going to talk with the concierge, I'll start up a canvas if you want me to," Esposito said.

"Is he going to let you know about the occupancy on this floor?" Beckett asked, getting her phone out of her pocket. When he nodded, she called Ryan and as soon as he'd answered said, "I need you to ask first if there's anyone in the room on the sixth floor under us."

"Are there any signs of a struggle?" Castle asked Lanie while his fiancée was waiting.

"Some bruising around the lips, and his shirt was torn open, you guys didn't see it because the killer closed it well enough to hide it," she replied.

"What accounts for the lip bruising?" Castle said. "Was he… kissed really roughly?"

"More than likely bitten, but that would mean your killer could probably be a woman," Lanie replied. "Or it's a man and he's staging it to make you think it's woman."
"Or our vic here was bisexual," Castle said.

"That would explain it," Lanie said. "Alright, can we get him on the stretcher?" she asked her co-workers.

Watching as the three managed to get the body off the bed, Beckett saw the slip of paper that fell to the floor first, going over to it and picking it up. "Meet me tomorrow we need to talk," she said, reading the note.

"No name I'm assuming?" Castle asked.

"Of course not," Beckett said. "It would make things too easy for us. Lanie, when was he killed?"

"Just a second," the doctor said absentmindedly. "Okay, I'd put time of death at about six thirty."

"The band must have come back sooner," Castle said, Beckett nodding in agreement.

"Thank you Lanie, call if you get anything from the autopsy," Beckett told her friend.

"Right, and I'll be over at your place at five," the doctor said in a low tone of voice.

Pausing, Beckett merely gave her a quick nod before leaving the room to find Esposito walking up to them. "Anything?" she asked.

"Most of these rooms are empty, guy I talked to was about five rooms down, he didn't hear anything this morning," Esposito said. "Probably should have gotten a time of death first."

"Six thirty," Castle said.

"So what, no partying after their gig last night?" Esposito commented.

"Doesn't look like it," Ryan said from behind them as he stepped out of the elevator. "Talking to concierge they said Sunderland checked in at six to stay only until twelve this afternoon."

"So he recognized the writing on the paper," Castle mused.

"What are you thinking?" Beckett asked when he didn't say anything else.

"Well, he needed a place to go to for a brief period of time; six hours. So he called whoever sent him that note to arrange where they'd meet. Why this hotel… I really couldn't say. But they meet, and maybe the killer begins to initiate a sexual encounter and gets him… on the… bed…" Castle started to say before trailing off.

Looking at Ryan and Esposito, Beckett followed her fiancé back inside the room and saw what Lanie must have guessed. "So he was shot, here," she said, standing at the end of the bed, turning to Castle and the boys.

"More than likely he was sitting on the edge; looking at the wound closer now, I can see a downward angle, and the exit is near the base of his skull," Lanie said, looking up from the vic.

"So the killer makes him think it's likely a sexual encounter," Castle said, picking up where he left off. "And pushed him to sit down before he shot him."

"That might account for the expression on his face," Ryan suggested as they looked to Beckett.

"I'll agree," she said. "If he was expecting that and instead got shot. But that doesn't help us find out who killed him."

"They have cameras in the halls, so the footage will be at the station," Ryan said. "I said to get them between six and the time when the body was discovered."

"How was it discovered, you didn't explain," Beckett said to Esposito.

"He ordered breakfast to be delivered at seven forty five, with specific instructions that they open the door if he didn't answer," he replied.

"Okay, Ryan, try and see who took that call, see if they can describe the voice. Get the time it was made, though I'm pretty sure it was after six thirty. Espo, can you stay until CSU is finished?" Beckett told them.

"And you two?" Esposito asked.

"We're going to need to find the band," Castle said, Beckett nodding in agreement before he followed her out of the room.

"Yes ma'am, thank you," Beckett was saying before she hung up her phone.

"Still nothing?" Castle asked. "How can four people just up and disappear?"

"They must have heard about Sunderland, though why they wouldn't try and get in contact with the police to find out what's happening… I don't know," Beckett said with a deep sigh. "So I've called everyone I could get numbers for, and none of the roadies or groupies know what happened after they were dropped off this morning at the warehouse where the band practices."

"Did anyone say why they came back to the city so early?" Castle asked.

"There's a special performance they're going to do in Central Park, for Father's Day," Beckett said. "They were going to do some of The Beatles' solo songs, and needed to practice them."

"Was it the band that wanted to get them back, or the manager?" Castle asked.

"The manager, but according to a few of the roadies, the four guys agreed with the plan. And Sunderland really wanted to get back," Beckett said.

"So he had that note for a while," Castle said. "I'm wondering, you know, Pete Best was kind of tossed out-"

"No," Beckett said, cutting him off before he could go any further.

"No? Come on, people always thought that Pete Best was thrown out for Ringo and-" Castle said before he cut himself off. "So what if it'd been the guy who plays Ringo that was our vic?"

"I still wouldn't buy into a pseudo Pete Best getting revenge theory," Beckett said. She looked up at her fiancé after crossing off the last number from her list and said, "I knew where you were going with that. Besides, there is no Pete Best in the band; and no I don't think this is a guy thinking he is Pete Best or being controlled by him or anything crazy you might want to say."

"I'm going to have to think of new stuff," Castle said. "You're guessing way before I can say it."

"That's what happens when I spend so many years around you," Beckett said.

"And if you continue… awesome," Castle said, starting to laugh. "You'll be able to read my mind."

Giving him a look as she shook her head, Beckett heard Ryan down the hall calling to her. She got up quickly and went into the room where he and Esposito were, Castle following. "I can't find the three remaining members of the band or the manager," she told them.

"We got something from the parking garage under the hotel that might help," Ryan said. "But first, this is outside the room our vic had, since it's right outside the elevator, we got the perfect angle of the door."

Looking at the screen, Beckett wasn't too surprised when a figure appeared at the right of the screen. "The stairs were that way right?" she asked.

"Yeah, and going back and asking that guy that's five doors down in that direction, he says he was woken up at about six he thinks by a slamming door," Esposito said. "That'll be the killer. But he went back to sleep after, so that was all he heard."

"That's enough confirmation," Castle said as they watched the killer go up to their vic's door, knock and then go inside.

"And then about twenty minutes later, he comes out again," Ryan said, fast forwarding until the killer came back out.

"Knowing the cameras were there," Beckett said as the man was hooded wearing sunglasses so his face was largely shadowed. "And a good disguise in the summer, once he goes outside-"

"Actually, that's why I called you, he didn't go outside, he went down to parking, to a car," Ryan said.

"Do you have a plate?" Beckett asked, standing up straighter.

"We do," Ryan said, showing them the footage of the car.

"Alright, we'll search this, try and see if you can find which direction he goes at the exit," Beckett said, writing down the number.

When his fiancée turned to go, Castle was already ahead of her, and he took the paper she had in hand, sitting at her desk as she leaned over next to him. "Okay, so the car belongs to…" he said after searching the numbers and letters. He trailed off, turning to Beckett to see her reaction.

"What the hell?" she said, swearing in her surprise. "Damn it, we're definitely not telling Julia about this case," she told him as they went back to where the boys were. "Esposito," she called. "I need you to bring someone in."

"Who?" he asked, surprised to see Beckett looking irritated.

"George," Castle said simply, coming up to stand behind his fiancée as she shook her head in frustration.

"Mr. Porter," Beckett said, walking inside interrogation.

"Or George to your fans," Castle said, feeling a little weird speaking to the man who looked a lot like the singer he portrayed had in the late seventies.

"It's Wes," the man said calmly. "Any reason why you pulled me from my dentist appointment?"

"There is, have you heard from your band mates since you came home this morning?" Beckett asked.

"Not really, we're supposed to rehearse at five, so in about…" Porter said, looking at his watch. "Six hours. When we're not rehearsing or performing, we're not exactly that chummy."

"Then you haven't heard," Beckett stated.

"Heard what?" Porter said, controlling his voice.

"Paul is dead," Castle said simply.

"Uh… what?" Porter asked in utter confusion.

"Jason Sunderland, your band mate," Beckett said simply.

"You… Jace is dead he's… he can't be," Porter said, confusion turning to shock. "I saw him this morning before he left our tour bus, he was fine."

"Actually, you saw him after that," Beckett said, setting down a picture of the man's car in the parking lot.

"You found my car! Where is it?" Porter asked in amazement.

"Your car was stolen?" Castle asked.

"Yeah, I had driven down to Ocean City, in Maryland this past weekend, on Thursday," Porter explained quickly. "And coming out of a restaurant I couldn't find it and contacted the police there, but they haven't been able to find it." He studied the picture and said, "She looks to be in good shape though."

"Mr. Porter, did you report the car stolen?" Beckett asked, trying to get his attention as the man was looking over the picture intently.

"Yeah, of course, and I've been calling the police every couple days, well, I was, last night before our show when I called they told me to stop basically," Porter said. "But now I know it's here in the city… somewhere."

"How well did you know Sunderland? You never met up with him or the others from the band when you weren't performing? I know you said you weren't chummy, but really, nothing?" Castle asked.

"We were friends, just had separate lives here in the city," Porter said. "Actually, Bobby; the guy who plays John; he lives in Montclair, in Jersey."

"Where do Mr. Yates and your manager live?" Beckett asked.

"Bry lives in Queens, and our manager, Tommy Colton, lives in Yonkers," Porter replied simply.

"Do you know anyone who'd want to hurt your band mate?" Castle asked.

"Not really," Porter said slowly, thinking that over. "Though, he and Colton got into a big fight about a week ago."

"What about?" Beckett asked, when the man didn't say anything else.

"I'm not sure, but he came onto the tour bus; we were in Norfolk for a gig; and he was muttering about leaving. But that would be pretty devastating to the band," Porter said. He started to speak before he stopped and swallowed hard saying, "You've seen him, how he looks a hell of a lot like Paul. He had a lot of fans, men and women."

"Why would he want to leave?" Beckett asked, relieved she'd had Esposito and Ryan head to their latest vic's apartment.

"I think he was being stalked by a fan, but he'd never say for sure, he'd get letters, and then act crazy about them after reading them," Porter said.

"Do you know these three people?" Beckett then asked, fanning out pictures of their first victims in front of him.

"I… wait, her and… her, they won the raffles we have at our concerts here in the city," Porter replied. "I can't remember when, but yeah, they came up on stage. Who are they?"

"I'm going to need alibis from you," Beckett said instead of answering.

"Jace was my friend," Porter interjected roughly.

Beckett didn't respond to that, and instead listed the times of the murders that they had, ending with Sunderland's last.

Sucking in a deep breath of air, Porter finally said, "Your first three I was in Atlantic City, at the tables for the first two and then the last one I was rehearsing." He saw the two were looking at him unbelievingly and he said in exasperation, "I had to worry about our performance later that night, was my only chance to gamble."

"And what exactly did you do? Poker, blackjack, slots?" Castle asked.

"Blackjack," Porter said simply.

"Okay, and this morning at six thirty?" Beckett asked.

"At my apartment," Porter said. "With my girlfriend. Can I call her; I was supposed to meet her for lunch."

"I'm afraid not, we'll have to hold you until we can clear your alibis," Beckett said. "And we've been trying to contact your two other band mates, as well as Mr. Colton, but have been unable to reach them. Do you know any way to get in touch with them?"

"Yeah, if you've been trying their cell phones and haven't gotten anything then try their home phones," Porter said. He took the pen and pad of paper that Beckett provided him with, and then proceeded to write down three numbers.

Getting up from the table, Castle walked out first, holding the door for Beckett who instructed LT to take Porter to holding. "So what do we do first?" he asked.

"Since we're the only ones here," Beckett said. "I'll call these numbers, hope we can get a hold of one of these men."
"And me?" Castle asked. "Want me to get some security footage?"

Beckett glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and was about to answer when she heard her phone ringing. "What did you find Ryan?" she asked when she saw the name on her screen.

"We've got another one Beckett," the detective said on the other end.

Since she hadn't put the phone to speak, Castle was watching her closely, wondering what was wrong at her brief, surprised expression before she hung up with an, "We'll be there." "Was that Lanie, did she find something unusual at the autopsy?" he asked quickly.

"No, we have another murder," Beckett said. "Eva Kellogg, a teacher."