Chapter 5
I want to thank you for the follows for this story. I really appreciate them and it was more than I expected with the crossover.
Disclaimer:Don't Own either show.
Returning to the FBI building, Castle and Jane entered the bullpen seeing their wives back near Wylie with Lisbon asking Wylie to look up the profile of Sabrina Mackson. Castle skipped towards the two women, while Jane quickly walking towards them as well.
"Hello, ladies! Any luck with Samantha's friend?" Castle grinned and Beckett and Lisbon turned around staring at the men.
"You learned your lesson of making sure to call the police before entering a crime scene?" Beckett looking at Castle sternly.
"Yes, but Kate, we found out a lot. Can't you forgive me?" Castle begged with his hands interlocked.
Beckett stared at her husband. "I don't know, we'll see tonight." She said a little teasingly.
"You can blame me, Detective Beckett. I was the one with the paper clip." Jane confessed. "We would've had to wait forever though and we would've been lame duck consultants during the wait. My way is more efficient." Jane finished and then looked at his wife who was giving him a look not to cross Detective Beckett anymore than needed.
"Picking locks?" Beckett questioned sternly. "Is more efficient than following orders?"
"As long as the guys found something out. That's what we need to think about." Lisbon reminded trying to break the ice. She accepted Jane and his ways enough to know sometimes they were the best ways to get what they needed quicker.
"Oh, we did, Beckett, Samantha's a writer." Castle said turning to face his wife. "I just realized we've been staring it right in the face. All the victims in New York write for a hobby or in a writing related career." Castle said grinning.
"Then they have something more in common than the restaurant they were killed at." Beckett realized. "But it still doesn't add up that this killer came to Austin." Lisbon and Jane stared at the couple working their theory back and forth. Jane decided he would cut in. "I did mention that related to your previous cases." Jane piped up. "It's obviously related with the writing. We found pages of poetry at Samantha's apartment." Jane pulled out the poems from the inside of his jacket pocket.
"You took evidence without the forensics from a crime scene?" Beckett looked at Jane seriously.
"I borrowed them." Jane said.
Beckett was going to relax about Jane. If this is how he worked, she'd have to accept it. Hopefully they would be back in New York shortly and they would solve this case. Lisbon was used to her husband, so she didn't react much.
"We did find out from Amy, Samantha was in a writer's group that met at Oliver's restaurant." Lisbon admitted.
"Which means our writer group in New York might be the same one here in Austin" Castle piped back in.
"Excuse me, did you forget me?" Wylie said watching the consultants and their law enforcement wives talk investigation.
"Don't worry, Wylie, we know what's it like for Beckett and Castle to ignore us while they are finishing each other's sentences figuring out a case." Ryan said as he and Esposito walking up to the group.
"Yeah, it's always fun watching them." Esposito said.
Castle looked up at the guys as well as Jane and Lisbon. "What can I say? We get carried away." Castle said.
"I apologize Agent Wylie, what did you find out about Sabrina?" Beckett apologized looking at Wylie. Wylie turned to his computer reading the profile on Sabrina Mackson.
"Well, Sabrina Mackson works at a book store here in Austin. She has a clean record with exception of one count of fraud." Wylie explained. He shared her address to the group.
"Hello, guys, what did you find out from her other friends?" Beckett asked Ryan.
"Well, probably about the same as you and Lisbon did. Abigail said she seemed pretty normal that
night and happy. Abigail's alibi checks out. She went home and her landlord saw her." Ryan explained.
"We should talk to Sabrina. She wa the only one not there and in the writer's group." Beckett said. "We would hope she'd be back in town hearing about Samantha's death."
"Unless she's the killer." Jane said.
"We still need to find her to talk to her." Beckett said.
Who's going?" Castle asked. "I certainly could get insight. We writers could relate."
"We need some serious facts. Jane and I will talk to Sabrina." Beckett said. Everyone looked surprised as Beckett said that especially Lisbon. Beckett must have decided to have some experience with him with questioning. The detective wouldn't be prepared for Jane's reading and blunt questioning of people.
"I can't go." Castle complained.
"Oh, fine. You'd be helpful" Beckett relented. "All four of us can go. Ryan and Wylie go talk to the owner at Oliver's. Esposito go with too." Beckett said.
"Yes." Esposito answered.
"Do you think the X killer knew his victims?" Lisbon asked. "And why writers?"
"That's a good question." Becekett said.
"You know it could relate to treasure, X marks the spot in Treasure Island." Castle said. "Maybe we're supposed to look for treasure." Everyone looked at Castle strangely.
"Though a dead body isn't my idea of treasure." Jane cringed.
"True statement. An X?" Castle wondered. "We haven't figured it out."
"Let's go interview Sabrina." Beckett said seriously. "We don't think he knew them."
Ryan, Esposito, and Wylie walked into Oliver's Restaurant getting behind a group of patrons waiting for tables.. Customers watch them as they entered. "So, how long have you known Jane? You told us those stories."
"Just a couple years. I don't know his whole story other than he, Lisbon and Cho worked together. Well, he worked with them because of a serial killer called Red John who murdered his family. He and Lisbon just got married a few months ago." Wylie explained not quite sure how much to tell the New York team. Jane hardly talked about the past anymore other than maybe hearing about some previous cases he helped solve with the CBI from Cho though not much about Red John.
"That's intense stuff. That's too bad about him." Ryan said.
"Yeah, I know, he doesn't talk about it much, I only know about it through the rumor mill and researching it when he first came." Wylie said. "He's happy now with Lisbon."
"Following a serial killer is pretty hard on us cops. We had an impossible one to track called the 3XK." Esposito said. "Castle only works for us because he shadowed Beckett for his book, then we had to deal for years of their constant flirting and bantering until they finally tied the knot. We like him enough. "
"Yeah, because he has helped us quite a bit with cases." Ryan noted.
Finally, after the hostess seated the customers, she came to them.. "How many? It could be a 40 minute wait."
"We're not here to eat." Esposito said. "We need to speak to the manager."
"Okay, um, I'll see if he's available." The hostess hesitantly said nervously. "Who are you?"
"I'm Detective Esposito and This is Detective Ryan from the NYPD and Agent Wylie from FBI."
"We want to talk about Samantha Jenson." Ryan said.
"I'lll go get him." The hostess obeyed after finding out they were cops. The hostess left ad brought back a thin black haired man with a moustache.
"Hey, detectives, what can I do for you?" The man asked. "Tony Palmetto." He shook hands with the detectives.
"We're investigating the murder of Samantha Jenson." Wylie said.
"I'm not sure who you mean. I know no one by that name. And what brings you to Austin? Are you even allowed to work here?" Tony asked looking at Ryan and Esposito.
"We have clearance to be here, sir. Samantha was in a writer's group that met here and we believe she was murdered by the same person that murdered 15 other people in New York City." Esposito explained.
"That's right, the hippy, trippy writer's group. Sunshine Writers, they called themselves. I had nothing to do with the girl's murder." Tony said putting his hands out.
"Do you recognize this woman?" Ryan said holding up the crime scene of Samantha's murder.
"I've seen her. I don't really communicate with the group too often. You know, I'm the manager, I'm managing." Tony said sarcastically. "The waitress usually does."
"Who would that be?" Wylie asked.
"Sarah Carson. She's not working today though." Tony admitted.
"When did the writer's group start meeting?" Ryan asked.
"A year ago." Tony answered. "This girl with purple hair asked if her group could meet weekly."
"Do you recall the girl's name?" Wylie asked.
"I think it was Samara or Sunshine or I don't know. Something starting with the letter S."
"Sabrina possibly." Esposito said.
"Yes, that's right." Tony remembered.
"Where were you two nights ago?" Ryan asked.
"I was here all night. I had to work late." Tony said.
Castle, Jane, Lisbon and Beckett arrived at Sabrina's apartment building. Beckett knocked on the door to the apartment. No answer sounded. Jane knocked again but was starting to reach in his pocket for the paperclip. Lisbon saw and gave him the eye not to pick the lock as it had upset Beckett earlier knowing he did it earlier at Samantha's apartment. "This seems like too many people to interview one person, don't you think?" Beckett asked. Castle knocked on the door.
"Not necessarily, all of us will give different aspects of questioning." Castle piped up.
" None of us may get a chance to question,since she doesn't appear to be here." Beckett said.
"She could possibly still be in New York then." Lisbon said.
"That's a possiblity." Jane said. Beckett tried one more time to knock getting even more impatient.
"You'd be wasting your time to keep knocking." A large burly man came up to them. "If you're looking for Sabrina Mackson, she's not here." The group turned around hearing the man's voice and facing him.
"Can you tell us where she is?" Beckett asked.
"Well, if you tell me who you are." The man stared at the agent, cop, and the two consultants.
"I'm Detective Beckett with NYPD and this is my consultant Richard Castle." Beckett said showing her badge.
"Hello, sir." Castle grinned.
"You look vaguely famailiar." The man stared at Castle. "Were you arrested in the parking lot the other day?"
"No, I've never been here." Castle smirked. "I'm the best selling writer."
"And I'm Agent Teresa Lisbon, FBI and consultant Patrick Jane." Lisbon said indicating to herself and showing her badge and pointed to Jane.
"Hello, sir." Jane grinned.
"Is Sabrina in some sort of trouble?" The man said. "I'm Bill Colson, the landlord here and I can't take no troublemakers here."
"No, she's not. We want to talk to her about Samantha Jenson's murder. Sabrina knew her." Beckett explained.
"Fine, she's in Corpus Christi. She had been in New York. She got back a couple of days ago but said she'd be there for a couple days." Bill explained.
"Did you know Samantha?" Lisbon asked.
"No, I didn't. I was aware she had a girlfriend but didn't know the name." Bill said. "Sabrina's been a good tenant."
"Which means we have to go to Corpus Christi if we want to talk to her." Beckett said. "Sir, do you know where in Corpus Christi?"
"I know it was something for work." Bill said. "I don't know what. That's what she told me."
"Thank you sir for your information." Lisbon said.
"Are you done questioning me?"Bill asked.
"Yes, we are." Beckett said. Bill then left to go back to his room.
"Well, we'll go to Corpus Christi tomorrow to see another town, Beckett. It's exciting."Castle excitedly said. "Huh, huh."
"Jane and I won't be able to go to Corpus Christi. We won't know when we'd get back to pick the baby up. And I don't think we can travel with the baby." Lisbon said concerningly. There was no way they could continue with the case with the baby.
"We could take Ryan and Esposito with us if we have to." Beckett said noticing Lisbon's concern.
"We can travel with her."Jane piped up positively. "We probably won't be there all day." Beckett said.
"We can take her and I'll just be there with her." Jane said again as they headed back down to the elevator to go down to the first level.
"Agent Lisbon, it's no problem." Beckett said pushing the button to go down.
"The only problem is that we need room for the carseat. We'll have to take two cars." Lisbon said as all four of them entered the elevator.
"Castle and I can take the Airstream." Jane piped up.
"You have an Airstream?" Castle questioned confused.
"My choice in a vehicle the FBI bought me." Jane grinned remembering writing down the Airstream on his terms list as well as his number one term working with Lisbon.
"Jane, you're not taking the Silver Bucket." Lisbon said rolling her eyes.
"It's quite quick and it needs its exercise. It's just been sitting there for months." Jane admitted.
"Yes, because it's not really practical for a carseat." Lisbon reminded her husband.
"Isn't that a gas guzzler?" Beckett questioned wondering why on earth would anybody want a large vehicle like that.
"It's very efficient. I assure you." Jane said.
"Don't worry, Jane, I know what it's like. Beckett doesn't ever let me drive my Ferrari to crime scenes." Castle said. "And it's way faster than the police car." He said as they stopped on the first floor.
Jane raised his eyebrows at the mention of Castle's car. At one time he had a collection of sports and foreign cars. Again he stopped using them becaue they were the reminder of his past, though he did miss his Citroen at times that he used during the CBI years. It wasn't a surprise Castle would have such a fancy car. "Nice." Jane responded remembering at one time he admired those cars and remembering the expensive car he took Lisbon to dinner in when he borrowed one from billionaire Walter Mashburn.
"Because it's not practical and a show off." Beckett reminded her husband. Sometimes there were times she hated him flaunting off his wealth especially with his pricy car.
"True, but it's fun. They can't suspect we're police in that." Castle said.
Beckett's phone rang as they all excited the elevator. "Hello, Beckett speaking." She said putting her phone to her ear. She listened as Cho answered his greeting, and then continue explaining why he called. "The X Killer struck in Corpus Christi last night. The Corpus Christi police called." Cho said. "W're moving the investigation there."
"Why is that?" Beckett asked.
"Well, we think he could be around that city now. We need to discuss more in how he works." Cho said.
"Of course. We just found out Sabrina Mackson is there when we went to question her. Her landlord mentioned it. It' not her, is it?" Beckett asked thinking it was strange that the person they were looking for was in the same city as the new X Murder victim. It seemed almost suspicious.
"I don't think so. I arranged hotel rooms there so we can set up shop there." Cho said.
"We are now talking about arrangements for tomorrow anyway." Beckett said.
"Good. See what Jane and Lisbon want to do. I know it may be difficult with the baby but I did arrange a room for them anyway." Cho said.
"I'll talk to them."Beckett said. "Thanks." Beckett said hanging up and putting her phone in her pocket. "There's been a murder in Corpus Christi. That was Cho."
"What? It's not Sabrina is it?" Castle asked.
"No, Cho book a hotel because he's moving the investigation there." Beckett explained. "I don't know what you want to do." Beckett looked towards Jane and Lisbon.
"How are we going to do that now?" Lisbon asked. "We've never traveled with her before." Lisbon said worriedly. "Maybe we should do something here."
"We'll manage dear." Jane said.
"Detective Beckett, you won't mind traveling with baby? We may have to stop a couple times." Lisbon said.
"It's fine. Sometimes you just have to do what you have to do." Beckett said trying to understand the agent's frustration. She didn't know what it was like, but she was okay.
The quartet arrived back at the office and Castle and Beckett soon went their separate ways. "I'm not sure how we're going to do this tomorrow traveling with the baby." Lisbon said seated at her desk working on files to Jane who was spread out on his couch.
"We'll do it." Jane said with his hands behind his head.
"I think Beckett seems okay with it, but you never know with people. She may change her mind once we're on the road and the baby cries. People love babies when they're happy and smiling, but once a baby cries they want to be away from them." Lisbon said worriedly. "Remember the couple at the restaurant a few nights ago."
"Yes, she's not them. I observed her and she's fine with it. She seems pretty open and relaxed about it." Jane reassured.
"She's certainly not relaxed about you. We had a huge argument this morning. She's not that sure about you. She doesn't like that you've been a conman and not thrilled with your plans she heard about." Lisbon explained.
"She didn't say anything to me when we went out together." Jane said. "Though I sensed her disdain earlier when Castle and I got back and earlier this morning. She'll lighten up about me. I'll make sure of it."
"Don't hypnotize her or anything like that." Lisbon reminded.
"Really, Teresa, you don't think I would stoop that low do you? " Jane asked.
"Okay, no, but in the past you might've. I just want to get along with the team." Lisbon said.
"We will." Jane said. "Tea break time." Jane shot up from the couch. "Want anything?"
"No." Lisbon answered as she watched her husband walked towards the breakroom.
Jane walked from the breakroom carrying his turquoise tea cup and saucer. He knew that Beckett was having trouble accepting his ways from when Castle and him got back from Samantha's apartment. Lisbon had mentioned to him she argued with the cop earlier after their interview about him. He figured that was a possibility with a new team working with them that didn't know his way of doing things and especially hearing stories about his plans. He walked by the conference room seeing Detective Beckett reviewing the files and the crime scene photos of their X Killer. He carefully opened the door.
Beckett looked up to see who opened the door revealing Patrick Jane. Jane immediately took a seat across from her setting his teacup and saucer on the table. She wondered if he heard anything from Lisbon about the argument earlier today. She shouldn't have started that ridiculous fight with the agent about her husband. It was rather childish really worrying so much about him.
"You don't like me very much, Detective Beckett." Jane said looking across the table observing the NYPD cop.
"I just don't understand how you do things." Beckett confessed feeling guilty that Jane saw through her original disdain of him. She looked at him seeing if he was going to yell or try to put her straight like Lisbon did earlier. He kept his gaze carefully not mad but in a way understanding her concern.
"Lisbon hasn't always been accepting of my way of doing things, well, especially early in our work relationship. She's been a by the book cop too like you seem to be." Jane said honestly taking a sip of tea.
"And yet she put up with you." Beckett said shaking her head.
"Yes, she does. So, I take it you don't like conmen?" Jane guessed. He assumed the detective's reason was because of hearing his history of being a conman and his different cons solving cases She must have heard about them as well if Castle did, she must have been in the same room.
"As a cop, they're not necessarily my favorite people. When I first joined the force, we've dealt with a lot of them. They take advantage of citizens and take people's money." Beckett confessed.
"You're in luck, detective. I don't do that." Jane said. "Well, a long time ago, I pretended to be a psychic and took advantage of my clients. Something made me realize it was wrong. I've been making up for it slowly working with the police using my skills for good." Jane admitted not wanting to go anymore detailed.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made misconceptions about you. Your wife tried to explain about you." Beckett apologized. "I need to learn to work with different ideas. I've been working with Castle for so long, I should. He basically has other ideas too. "
"I'm sure it takes her awhile to explain me. There's certainly a lot to explain." Jane grinned. "It's okay, Detective, a lot of people wonder about working with me. I'm used to it." He observed the cop again seeing past her mask of being strong. "You've had a tragedy involving someone close in your past that influenced you to become a cop. You've been determined at your job by it. You want to get justice for the victims."
"You're reading me again." Beckett said jumping in her seat startled at Jane's observation that he figured out something so personal.
"Yes, that's what I do when I question people and everyone I meet. Is it true?" Jane questioned.
Beckett thought about whether or not to share anything about her mother's murder to Patrick Jane, the supposed psychic working with the FBI. He guessed her past perfectly with the exception of details. He guessed her determination of her job and the reason she was a cop. Yes, it was true, she looked hours and hours on her mother's murder when she first joined the force, but put it back because she knew she'd drive herself crazy doing it until Castle got involved with it. Then he opened up the old wounds again and took charge. She hated him for it originally, but yes, she realized it ended up doing good for her. She might as well share this part, Jane figured it out on his own. What harm could it do? The case was basically done.
"Yes, my mother was murdered when I was 19 and I became a cop for that specific reason. We've worked on the case for years to catch the person who did it." Beckett confessed sadly. "We finally did put the jerk behind bars."
"I guess we're not quite as different as I thought, at least with regarding our pasts." Jane realized this woman had been on a quest for vengence catching someone who killed someone very close to her. He could also see she could relate to Lisbon of losing her mother.
"What do you mean?" Beckett questioned Jane but seeing the sadness and pain of his past in his eyes just then. "You had a tragedy too?" She shuffled the files.
"Yes, it's the reason I quit being a psychic. I crossed a serial killer named Red John by being arrogant on TV and I came home from that show to find my first wife and six year old daughter stabbed to death." Jane sighed sadly. He hadn't thought about the tragedy in a long time and this was one of the first times he talked about the tragedy since he arrived in Austin, since he killed Thomas McAllister. Sure, he had talked about Charlotte and Angela regarding the good memories of them toTeresa and Lisby, but not that fateful night. With the detective mentioning her own, he figured he would mention it there was someone that could relate to him on finding a loved one murdered. The pain that took years to get over. He could see it in the Beckett's eyes as well, it took a long time to get over her mother's death and was probably still suffering.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize." Beckett said not knowing what to say about this revelation of Jane's past. He knew about feeling hopeless and he could imagine the guilt he felt for their deaths. What she couldn't fathom why would anyone kill a child? She'd seen countless numbers of murders but as far as she saw not many had been children. She didn't know the pain of losing a child, but she imagined it was one of the worst pains. She saw how Castle became when Alexis was kidnapped, he definitely was worrying about the possibility of her death.
"I came to the CBI to look at the Red John files and met Lisbon and her team who took over the case. That's the reason I worked with her, to catch Red John." Jane said.
"I see. And you married her." Beckett said.
"She's helped me more than I imagined. I couldn't have survived without her. She saved me basically." Jane said remembering his reliance on Lisbon throughout the years.
"I suppose Castle helped more than I imagined. He was the one that opened my mother's case again eight years ago. At first I was upset by it, but it helped greatly to have him butt in like he did. We discovered someone very high up, a senator, had my mother killed." Beckett admitted.
"Red John ended up being a cop ahead of an organization of corrupt cops and authority figures." Jane confessed.
"There was a couple of corrupt cops involved with the murder including our previous boss." Beckett confessed. "I suppose our spouses will wonder what we're doing?" Beckett smirked.
"Is Castle the jealous type?" Jane grinned.
"Before we dated and married I would date other men and he'd get insanely jealous. But of course when he'd bring around his floozies, it was okay and I said nothing." Beckett confessed. "So, yes, he's a jealous type."
"But he realized you were a better woman than those floozies." Jane chuckled. "Strong, tough, determined, smart, beautiful." Jane said observing the cop.
"Yes, I suppose he did. I imagined you caught eyes of women throughout the years? Being the attractive man you are." Beckett said observing Jane.
"You think I'm attractive?" Jane said.
"Well, you certainly aren't ugly." Beckett confessed. "Is Lisbon the jealous type?"
"I have but I've only had eyes for two women. My previous wife and Lisbon." Jane confessed."Though I admit I've used or dated women to solve a case before. Lisbon was certainly jealous because of them." He remembered Lorelei Martins, Erica Flynn, and Krystal Markem.
"But in general you are a faithful man to the women you love." Beckett admitted.
"Yes, very faithful. I spent 10 years chasing a serial killer to catch my first wife's killer and wore the wedding ring for that long because it took me a long time to get over her death. Slowly, through the years, I fell in love with Lisbon. I couldn't do anything about it until Red John was gone because I needed to keep her safe. Now I have Lisbon's ring on my finger."He showed off his new ring.
"It took a while for Castle and me to realize we needed each other too. Several circumstances caused us to not to realize it, mostly it was timing." Beckett admitted. "I suppose we better go, or they will really wonder about us."
"So, are we good?" Jane raised his eyebrow wondering if Beckett was okay with him now.
"Yes, we're good. Again I apologize for my misconception. I shouldn't be so hard on you." Beckett said smiling shaking Jane's hand.
Lisbon continued to wait for Jane at her desk. Where was he? She hadn't seen him since he left to get his tea. She saw Castle entering the bullpen with his coffee.
"Castle, have you seen Jane?" Lisbon asked the author heading towards her.
"No, not since we got back from Samantha's apartment." Castle admitted going to Jane's couch and taking a seat in the middle of it.
"Is he okay with you sitting there?" Lisbon asked.
"Yeah, just not in his spot." Castle grinned.
"So, you haven't seen him?" Lisbon asked again.
"Nope." Castle responded. "I haven't seen Beckett either."
"He needs to get back. We have to pick up the baby." Lisbon said looking at her phone revealing 5:15 and she knew the center closed at 6:00.
"I saw the picture the daycare sent. She's adorable." Castle said grinning.
"Oh, yes, she's a pretty happy baby." Lisbon smiled.
The author and the agent noticed Jane and Beckett coming out of the conference room. Lisbon noticed a slight jealousy with Castle but she knew there was nothing to worry about. She assumed Jane was trying to get in good graces with the detective. She wouldn't call herself a hugely jealous woman, okay maybe she was. When Jane took Erica Flynn out of prison to help solve a case in which she found out later in Beirut dealing with Erica again that Erica and Jane shared a kiss. Jane later reassured it didn't mean anything and he told Erica he loved Lisbon instead when she tried to seduce him. She also remembered Lorelei Martins, Red John's mistress and tool whom revealed had a one night stand with Jane. It was hard to forgive him after that and when he was obsessed with finding her. How could she forget the blonde bombshell Krystal Markem who he made a date with on the phone in front of her. Of course, all those ended up being criminals who Jane used for information and not women he actually was interested in.
Other than them, she knew he hadn't dated, well with the exception of one date with psychic Kristina Frye, but she was captured by Red John and found in a catatonic state. She never actually believe he was truly interested in her, but she wasn't sure.
She knew Jane was a faithful husband considering he spent a decade wanting revenge for his previous wife's murder. Lisbon knew Beckett and Jane were just talking.
Castle looked over at the two coming out of the room. He wasn't jealous. He shouldn't be jealous. Jane and Beckett were just talking, possibly about the case. He had to admit he tended to be a jealous man when it came to Beckett. He'd seen her through some of her past boyfriends that came around or a so-called boyfriend she'd tease him with such as Josh the cardiologist who rarely had any time for her. He'd get a tinge of jealousy whenever another man talked to her alone. He couldn't help it sometimes. He wanted Beckett to be with Beckett all the time but of course, he knew he couldn't do that or else she'd get after him for being too possessive over her.
Castle rose up from the couch and walked to his wife. "So, what's going on?" Castle asked concerned.
"I was just looking over the files to review what you discovered earlier about the victims being writers." Beckett admitted noticing her slightly jealous husband. When will he learn he could trust her? She loved him. She'd see him this way countless of times with either ex-boyfriends that came around or other men and when he saw Josh or talked about him.
"And you were going over them with her?" Castle looked at Jane seriously.
"Well, we just had a nice chat. Don't worry." Jane said patting Castle on the back. "I noticed you're a little jealous."
Lisbon saw her husband reassurring Castle and was relieved, but she really wasn't that worried. "Jane, we need to pick up the baby." Lisbon reminded coming up to her husband.
"Relax, Castle." Beckett said to her husband amused at his jealous expression.
"Oh, good." Jane said going to his wife who was gathering her purse getting ready to leave and soon they headed towards the elevator and entered. Jane pushed the button down and pushed ground floor. They entered the car with Lisbon driving. "So, what did you and Beckett talk about?" Lisbon asked starting on her way out the parking lot.
"You're not jealous, are you?" Jane asked trying to observe his wife.
"Don't be ridiculous. Why would I be?" Lisbon rolled her eyes. "I know you, Patrick Jane. You're the most faithful man and husband I know." Lisbon said. "You were faithful to Angela for years all the years I knew you. I can't say about before."
"I was before that too. I certainly had opportunities to stray with traveling all the time. At that time she was my life, and now you're my life." Jane admitted looking at his wife, while Lisbon gave a smile at his confession of loyalty. "That's quite the compliment, Teresa, it's good to know. Castle looked like he was going to pop me in the nose when we came out of the conference room." Jane said amused at the writer's look of jealousy of knowing Jane was talking to his wife alone.
"What did you talk about with Beckett?" Lisbon asked again.
"Just breaking the ice with her. She was unsure of my ways like you said. And really, who is? She apologized for being hard on me." Jane confessed. He wasn't sure if he would get into Beckett's past regarding her mother since that seemed too personal.
"Oh, really? Are you going to make me feel guilty of not apologizing to you when I was hard on you for your crazy stunts and nto tell me your plans?" Lisbon responded.
"No, I deserved it probably most of the time." Jane said.
"I'm glad you're on better terms with her." Lisbon said pulling on the street by the daycare.
They got out of the car and entered the daycare. Linda instantly came up to them. "You're here for your little girl. She's such a happy baby. She's been a delight."
"Yes, she is." Jane grinned.
"Molly, could you get Lisby Michelle Jane?" Linda asked a younger red hair woman with freckles in her 20s and headed towards a rack with diaper bags for babies and grabbed the green bag and then headed to the playpens with babies. She carefully picked up Lisby and Lisbon took the diaper bag. "Who wants her? Mommy or Daddy?" Molly noticing that Jane and Lisbon followed her.
"Oh, you better give her to Daddy." Lisbon noticed Jane being anxious for his little girl.
"Here you go, Mr. Jane." Molly handed the baby to Jane who smiled instantly at the baby with her smiling a gigantic smile to her father.
"Hello, honey, I missed you." Jane took his little girl and held her tightly. Lisbon looked at her daughter, "Hi, Sweetie." The baby smiled at her mother as well.
Castle and Beckett left the office to head down to the exit of the building. They entered the elevator.
"Castle, were you really that jealous of me talking to Jane?" Beckett looked at her husband.
"It's just whenever I see you come from a room with another man, I can't help it." Castle admitted.
"We're colleagues and I barely know him. I was simply apologizing to him for being judgemental of him." Beckett reassured. "He's a happily married man with a child."
"What did you talk about? It was more than just you apologizing." Castle asked.
"It's not necessisarily your business." Beckett said. She didn't know if Jane would want her to share anything about his tragedy.
"What about being honest?" Castle asked.
"I'm sure you'll eventually find do know I love you." Beckett said.
"I know. I just get worried." Castle admitted.
"You think I would go off with a guy I just met yesterday who I barely know, who I was unsure of and go off on a tryst in an office in the same building as his wife?" Beckett stared frustrated at Castle.
"You do make a valid point." Castle realized feeling stupid at his assumption. "You're not that kind of woman."
"Yes, I do, because it sounds like fiction." Beckett reminded.
"What can I say? I have an overactive imagination. I'm a writer." Castle sheepishly said. "And when I see you come out of a room with another ruggedly handsome man I get worried and think the worst." Castle admitted.
"Castle, you don't need to worry. And besides I thought you and Jane are best friends. You certainly seemed buddy, buddy with him and daddy bonding with him yesterday and today." Beckett said.
"That's true. Yes, we were." Castle said.
"You can be buddies with him. He's not after me, so don't get jealous, Castle. He even said he has eyes for only his wife, so relax." Beckett reassured. "All he talked to me about was about how he works. That's it."
"I'm sorry, Kate. I believe you." Castle said.
Castle and Beckett walked along to the car to the rental car provided for them. "I noticed a brochure for that wax museum of celebrities." Castle said.
"What about it?" Beckett said.
"Wouldn' it be cool if they asked me to pose for them." Castle said grinning.
"Aren't you waxy enough as it is?" Beckett teased referring to Castle's hair.
"You don't think I should be remembered." Castle noted.
"Isn't copies of your books enough and the incredible work you've done for the 12th precinct enough?" Beckett notioned.
"Sure, but me in wax would be cool too." Castle grinned.
"Those things are creepy." Beckett said.
"They look so real. That would save me of trouble of posing for pictures all the time when someone recognizes me."Castle said.
"I think one of you is enough as it is." Beckett said. "I'm not sure I want to see you in wax."
"You could be one with me." Castle grinned.
"I think I'm fine. I doubt anyone wants to see a cop in wax." Beckett refused.
"Unless she's the cop who inspired Nikki Heat." Castle grinned. "Huh, huh."
"Let's go eat." Beckett said.
After getting back to the hotel Castle decided he would call his mother and see how she and Alexis were doing. He had talked to Alexis earlier that day and his mother earlier that morning. "Hello, mother."
"Richard, darling, how are you? I didn't think you would call so soon after we talked this morning. Any progress in your case? I know you can't share too much."
"Oh, some leads here and there. I'm calling you because I need to ask you for a favor." Castle said.
"Of, course, anything." Martha responded.
I had just been to Madame's Tussaud's Wax museum in San Francisco before I wrote about the wax museum part. It's silly, I know.