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Video Project

Our teacher gave us a video assignment a few days ago. We have to film a parent or guardian for the whole day. I, of course, am filming my Aunt Kate in action for the day. She wasn't too thrilled with the assignment at first, but she came around after I begged her relentlessly. Castle was kind of disappointed that I didn't pick him, but I told him I'll try to get him some screen time.

I woke up in the early morning hours and got dressed. I took out the school's camera that we got to borrow and hit the record button. I faced the camera towards me and said, "I'm Emily Beckett Roswell. Today is March 15th, 2013, and I will be filming my Aunt Kate, who's a detective at the 12th precinct. Let's go see how she starts out her day, so she has the strength for her difficult job."

I faced the camera back in front of me and walked out of my room and headed to the kitchen. I found my aunt Kate in the kitchen, drinking a healthy power smoothie in her pajamas. Her pajamas consisted of an old NYPD shirt and black pajama pants. She looked over at me, with my camera in hand, and glared at me, "What are you doing?"

"I'm filming you. It's for my video project, remember?" I said.

"Yeah, but aren't you supposed to be filming me working?" she asked looking uncomfortably at the camera.

"Well, somewhat, but Mr. Dawson said to film the whole day, so we can see how they prepare for work and how they unwind after work."

"Okay fine. For now, stop filming and eat some breakfast."

"All right."

I turned off the camera and got some cereal. As I ate, Aunt Kate went to her room to get dressed. By the time I finished, Aunt Kate was finished getting ready. I put my bowl in the sink and then I grabbed the camcorder, so I could film Aunt Kate in action. Aunt Kate's phone started to ring and she answered it. I zoomed in on her face and she tried to turn her head away from the camera.

"Okay, bye," she hung up and looked at me, "get your jacket, we have a case."

"Sweet…" I said as I turned off the camera.

I threw on my jacket as quick as possible, then we headed out the door and to her car. I turned the camera back on as we drove and filmed our trip to the crime scene. I pointed the device at my aunt, catching her profile. She looked annoyed, but she knew this was a part of my project, so she didn't object to the excessive filming. I decided to narrate as I filmed because the silence was kind of awkward, "So, we are on our way to a crime scene. Aunt Kate, do you want to tell them where we're going?"

She looked over at me quickly and said, "No."

She looked back at the road and I said, "Come on Aunt Kate. Don't be so grumpy."

She grumbled out, "I'm not grumpy."

"Okay, then tell my class where we're headed and some information about the case."

"Ugh…Okay, fine. We're headed to the docks, there's been a murder on a boat."

"Ooh, exciting."

My aunt rolled her eyes and said, "Now let me focus on driving."

"All right."

It was silent once again and I continued to film our trip. We finally arrived and I got out of the car, still holding the camera in my hand. We walked up to the crime scene and found Lanie with the body. I pointed the camera at Lanie and she raised an eyebrow at me.

"Um… Why are you filming?" she asked.

"I'm filming a school project. We have to film one of our parents or guardians on the job. Can you introduce yourself?" I asked.

"Oh…Well hi, I'm Dr. Lanie Parish and I'm the medical examiner at the 12th precinct," she said, waving awkwardly at the camera.

"Cool, thanks," I said.

Lanie still looked kind of nervous, so Aunt Kate said, "Just try to ignore that she's here."

"Okay. Well we have 45 year old, Aaron Kline, shot twice in the chest. Time of death seems to be around three in the morning," Lanie said.

I looked over the body with the camera and zoomed in on the bullet wounds.

"Should you really be taping that?" my aunt asked.

"We need to get the feel of things," I said.

"I think they get it."

I shrugged and pointed the camera back at Lanie.

"Here, I found his wallet. Seems like this wasn't a robbery," she said as she handed Aunt Kate the wallet.

My aunt looked through it and said, "Yeah, cash, credit cards, and his license are still here. Anything else."

"As far as I can tell, no. But I'll let you know if I get anything else. I also found this business card in his pocket," Lanie said as she handed over a blue business card.

"Hmm… John Burns, Boat Whisperer, Marine Service. We'll have to look into this," Aunt Kate said.

Ryan came over and said, "Beckett, I talked to the person who found the body. He says that Aaron was here a lot. Mostly the weekends and went fishing. The guy said he was here last night and didn't hear any kind of commotion, no gun shots either."

"Our killer probably used a silencer," my aunt said.

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking," Ryan said.

Ryan noticed I was filming and he looked a little frightened. He smiled nervously and said, "Um… Hi…"

"She's filming a school project," my aunt said.

"Oh, okay. Um... Hi I'm Detective Ryan and I uh, I solve stuff… I mean murders," Ryan said.

My aunt rolled her eyes again and I said, "You know, you'd think you guys would be used to the camera after you were filmed for the documentary of that rock band, Holy Shemp, after the lead guitarist, James Swan, died."

"Yeah, right. That was interesting," Ryan said with a weird look on his face.

"Hey, what did I miss?" Castle asked as he came up to us with two coffees in hand.

"Castle, why are you all dressed up and your hair combed to perfection?" my aunt asked as she looked at him.

"Looking ruggedly handsome is my thing. I always look like this," he said with a smile.

"No you don't," Ryan and my aunt said.

"I do too," Castle implied, then looked over at the camera with a goofy grin and said, "Hi there. I'm Richard Castle, novelist. Author of the Derrick Storm and Nikki Heat novels."

"Really, Castle? They're ten and in the fifth grade," my aunt said, annoyance written all over her face.

"Maybe their parents read the books. Or if they didn't, it's a great present for any holiday," Castle said with a smirk.

"This is going to be a long day," my aunt sighed.

We went to the precinct and Aunt Kate was writing on the investigation board. I was filming it and trying to get the most footage as possible.

"Okay, so Aaron had a wife and no kids. His wife, Judie, is coming in to talk with us…" Esposito said as he came over, stopping short as he looked at my camera.

"It's for a school project…" my aunt said with a long sigh.

"Cool, I'm Detective Esposito and you guys should respect the law," Esposito said, then he pointed at the camera, continuing his statement, "I don't want to bust any of you guys down the road."

"Umm…" is all we said as we looked at him oddly.

"Hey, I'm just saying. They need to know," he said with a shrug.

"Okay," my aunt said.

"Oh and if any of your moms are hot and single, tell them to look up Javier Esposito," he said with a sly smile.

"God, I work with the weirdest people," my aunt said.

"Hey," Castle and Esposito said.

"Don't worry Aunt Kate, I'll be editing it out. Actually I think I'll be editing most of my film out…" I said.

"Good… Now back to the main focus, our case. I'm going to see John Burns, and see if he knew the victim," she said.

Esposito looked at the camera and said, "Okay, I'll be here. I'll be working hard on the investigation and making sure we solve this case."

I shook my head with a smile, this film is definitely going to be something. I started following my aunt Kate and she said, "Stay here."

"I need to film everything," I said.

"Okay fine. Just stay out of the way."

"I always do."

She gave me that stern look I feared and I said, "I'll stay out of the way."

We were driving towards the marine shop and I was sitting in the back because Castle had shotgun.

"So Kate, you want to come over tonight?" Castle asked with a smile.

"Castle… She's filming us," my aunt said.

Castle looked back at me and I smiled at him from behind the camera. He smiled nervously and said, "I meant for the case… To go over the case…. I think better at home and stuff."

"Nice…" my aunt chuckled.

"Edit that out," Castle said.

"Yup…" I said.

"Emily…" My aunt said looking in the rearview mirror.

"I will… Don't worry."

"Good."

We got to the place and found a heavier man, in his fifties, fixing up a boat engine. My aunt flashed her badge and said, "John Burns, I'm Detective Beckett and this is my partner Castle. I need to ask you a few questions."

"Yeah, sure. But uhh… you going to be taping all this little missy," he said.

"Not if you don't want to be viewed in a fifth grade class. I'll just keep the camera on them if you'd like," I said.

"Yeah, you do that kid," he said.

"Sure thing," I said and kept the camera on my aunt and Castle.

"So, Mr. Burns, do you know Aaron Kline?" my aunt asked.

"Well, yeah… We went to College together. Reconnected a few years ago when he needed his boat fixed. We go out for drinks every Sunday at our favorite sports bar," Mr. Burns said off camera.

"Well, Mr. Kline was murdered this morning," my aunt said.

"No way… This isn't happening. I can't believe Aaron's dead. I just saw him three nights ago," he said shaking his head.

"Did he have any enemies?" she asked.

"No, not that I know of."

"Are you sure?" Castle asked.

"Well, yeah… Actually, when we were out drinking three nights ago he seemed a little edgy. I tried to ask him what was up, but he kind of shrugged it off. Mostly blaming it on lack of sleep," he said.

"Was it just that night, or have you noticed it before?" my aunt asked.

"Nah, just that night. He's usually all happy go luck and stuff… It was like he wasn't himself. Man I wish I would have caught on."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Burns… If you think of anything else let us know," she said as she handed him a card.

"Yeah, thanks" he said sadly.

We started heading back to the car and I was still filming.

"Do you think Mr. Kline knew he was going to die?" Castle asked.

"Well, he definitely knew something was up," my aunt said.

Back at the precinct while my aunt was looking through some information on the case, I was filming Castle looking at the investigation board with interest.

"Detective Beckett," the captain said as she came over.

I pointed my camera at Captain Gates and she gave me an odd look, "Why is she filming?"

"She's doing a school project captain. She has to shadow me for the day," my aunt said.

"Oh, well if it's educational. Just stay out of trouble little Beckett," she said.

"Will do captain… Do you mind telling my class who you are?" I asked.

"Well, sure. I'm Captain Gates, head of the 12th precinct. I hope this video is very educational and I want all of you out there to make good decisions," she said.

"Thanks Captain Gates," I said.

"No problem… Anyway, Detective Beckett, I need you to go back to the docks because Mr. Kline's boat was just stolen," the captain said, as her eyes kept shifting from the camera to my aunt.

"All right captain, I'll get right on it," my aunt said.

"Good work, detective. Keep me filled in," she nodded and walked off to her office.

"That was interesting," I said.

"It sure was," Castle and my aunt said together.

We went down to the docks where we were earlier and found just a pile of rope at the spot we were at just hours before.

"Jorge Diaz? You spoke to a detective earlier?" my aunt said as we went over to a skinny man around our victim's age.

"Yes, I found Aaron this morning. I was working on my boat a few hours ago and I heard an engine. When I got here, his boat was already peeling off… I can't believe this, there hasn't been anything real bad going on at the harbor until now," Jorge said.

"Have you seen anybody suspicious around here lately?" Aunt Kate asked.

"No I haven't, I mean it's always the regulars… There has been a few teens around here lately, but I mean, I don't think they killed Aaron. All they've been doing is vandalizing the harbor, knocking stuff over, keying the boats, and smoking weed," he said.

"Have you called the cops?" she asked.

"Yeah, I make complaints and stuff, but by the time they check into it, the little brats are usually gone," he said.

"Do you have surveillance cameras?" Castle asked.

"Yeah, we just installed some a few weeks ago," he said.

"Okay, we need all the footage from the past week," my aunt said.

"Will do," he said.

While they continued to chat up the man, I caught something out in the distance with my camera. I zoomed in and found a hooded figure behind a nearby pole. I looked up from behind the camera and he saw me catch his eye. He bolted and I said, "Aunt Kate!"

"I see him," she said as she took off after him.

I ran after them with my camera, trying to film the action go down. Castle was behind me as we chased down the guy. Aunt Kate caught up to him and slammed him up against the wall of the alleyway we went down.

"Ow… Come on man… I didn't do nothing," the young teen said.

"Then why were you down at the docks and hiding?" my aunt asked.

"I wanted to see what was going on," he said.

My aunt patted him down and pulled boat keys out of the kid's pocket. Castle looked at the camera and said, "Busted…"

Back at the precinct, I was in the observation room, watching the interrogation from behind the glass. Castle was with me and said, "This is the best part. Detective Beckett is great at getting the information out of the perps. She is definitely a master and cracked many cases in that very room."

I pointed the camera at myself and said, "Yeah, she is pretty awesome. Believe me, I've been interrogated by her… Not fun."

I pointed it back at Castle and he said, "Yeah, same here. Yet it is kind of fun."

"For you maybe."

"I guess. Ooh, it's starting. Let's listen in."

I pointed my camera at the window and watched as my aunt sat at the desk, facing the young man.

"So, Ronnie, what were you doing at the docks with Mr. Kline's keys?" she asked him.

"Look, lady," he said.

"Detective," she said.

"Detective, I didn't know whose boat it was. I ran into this guy and he said to go to the docks and hijack this boat called the Sweeny. I didn't ask any questions, I mean he paid me a hundred and fifty bucks."

"Where is the boat?"

Ronnie looked embarrassed and said, "I've never driven a boat before. I kind of wrecked it. Started sinking a few miles away from the harbor. I used the life raft to get back. That's when I saw you guy's and I hid."

"Okay. So the man never said his name?"

"No."

"Could you identify him?"

"Yeah, he was pretty distinctive looking."

"Okay, I want you to look at some footage and see if you recognize anyone."

"Sure thing…But detective, am I going to jail?'

"We'll work out a deal, but stay out of trouble."

"Yeah, okay."

Castle looked at the camera and said, "Well, it looks like the kids off the hook, let's see if we're one step closer to finding this killer."

We walked out of the observation room and followed them to another room where they played footage from the harbor. A few minutes of film went by and Aaron came on screen with a very familiar face tagging along with him.

"That's him… That's the guy," Ronnie said.

"Wait? Are you sure?" my aunt said.

"Yeah, I'm positive," he said.

"Looks like his friend, wasn't really a friend after all," Castle said giving a sideways glance to the camera.

A little while later, Ryan and Esposito came back with Mr. Burns in tow. A uniformed cop brought him to the interrogation room and Esposito said, "He tried to run, but I was able to catch him easily. No one's a match for Esposito."

Ryan gave an exasperated face and said, "Yeah, sure Javie."

"Come on, you know I'm the muscles and you're the brains."

"You're definitely something."

"Yeah well…"

I walked away from their banter, shaking my head all the way to the observation room.

"Hey," I heard them call out.

I went into the observation room and started filming my aunt and Castle in the interrogation room with Mr. Burns.

"Well, Mr. Burns, looks like you didn't give us the whole truth," my aunt said.

"Look, I didn't kill Aaron," he said.

"Video footage says otherwise," Castle chimed in.

"I was with him this morning and I wanted to confront him for selling the boat," he sighed.

"Why?" my aunt asked.

"A few weeks ago I wanted to buy it from him. He said he wasn't going to sell it. A few weeks later, I see it on sale on Craigslist. I admit I was pissed that he passed on me to sell it to some random stranger, but I didn't kill him. I was long gone by the time he was murdered, he was still alive when I left, I swear," he said.

"Do you know who he was selling it too?" my aunt asked.

"No, I didn't," he said.

"How'd you get the keys?" my aunt asked.

"I made a copy of them once, when he brought the boat into my shop," he said.

"How comes you told the teenager to hijack the boat?" Castle said.

"I thought if I took it, I'd look guilty, so I asked the kid to do it for me. I told him to park it at a dock a few miles from here, but when I got there, it wasn't in sight. Thought the kid jipped me," Mr. Burns said.

"You look even guiltier, and next time, don't give a boat to a novice," my aunt said.

I left the room when they finished and ran into Aunt Kate and Castle.

"So, do you think it was the guy he was selling it to?" I asked.

My aunt looked down at me and the camera and said, "We're going to find out."

"Cool," I said.

Esposito and Ryan came up to us and Esposito said, "Hey, turns out Mr. Burns was right. Aaron was selling the boat."

"Yeah, to a Harry Lorenzo. Guess when they were meeting?" Ryan said.

"This morning," my aunt said.

"Exactly," Ryan said.

"Looks, like we've found our man," Castle said with a giddy smile.

They started leaving to go bring in Harry Lorenzo and I was following.

"No, you stay here," she said.

"What, why?" I asked.

"We don't know how dangerous this guy is," she said.

"Technically we do," I said.

I earned myself a glare and she said, "Stay here."

"Fine," I said.

I sat at her desk and pointed the camera at my face.

"So, I can't go because she doesn't want me in danger. I've been through a lot, but the action is still awesome. I wish I could have gone. Anyway, I'll save my film until they get back."

I turned off the camera and waited patiently until they returned.

About an hour later they returned with Harry Lorenzo who had long stringy hair and dark baggy clothes. They brought him to the interrogation room, and I took the cue to start filming the conclusion of the case. I went to the observation room and Aunt Kate was interrogating Mr. Lorenzo.

"Mr. Lorenzo we have evidence that you were meeting with Mr. Kline last night. We also found your gun which matches the murder weapon. So, I'd fess up. Save us all a lot of time," she said.

"You don't have anything on me," he said.

"Save it Mr. Lorenzo. We watched some more footage and saw you with him around the time he was murdered. Why kill him and not take the boat?" she asked.

"All right, fine. That prick killed my daughter three years ago, drunk driving. They let him off on a technicality. When I found out he was selling his boat, I took the opportunity," he said with tears in his eyes.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Mr. Lorenzo, but this was not the way to go about it," she said.

"Yeah, I know," he sighed.

They booked Mr. Lorenzo for the murder of Mr. Kline and Aunt Kate was getting ready to head home. I pointed my camera at her and said, "Aunt Kate, anything you'd like to say?"

She looked dead at the camera, her hazel eyes boring at me, "That the case is over and I'm heading home."

"Aww... Come on Aunt Kate. Maybe something cool, like that's how we do it at the 12th precinct," I said.

A scowl crossed her face and then an arm got thrown over her shoulder, "Well, mini Beckett, it looks like you won't be getting anything out of her, but I'm sure I can fill in."

"All right, what do you got Castle?" I asked

"This is Richard Castle and Detective Beckett signing off after another successful case," he said and ended with a huge grin.

My aunt looked perturbed and annoyed all at once.

"We're going home," she said, shrugging Castle's arm off her shoulder.

"Welp, I guess that's the best I'll get," I said as my aunt left the frame.

Castle nodded with a chuckle, agreeing with my statement.

We got to edit our videos the next time we had class and then the following day, we turned it in to the teacher. Let's just say mine was a big hit with the class. I even scored an A+ on it. So, we decided to have a little viewing party at my aunt's apartment, to see my A+ work. Plus everyone wanted to make sure I didn't make them look like complete buffoons on the tape.

The end came on and I was the only person on the screen.

"Well, there you have it. My aunt has a pretty sweet job and is great at it. Yeah she can be tough, but I know I can go to her for anything. She may work with a bunch of doofuses, but they're all very smart doofuses, that makes our city safer and brighter every day. We need some kind of laughter in this line of work that's so tedious and depressing. I enjoy the 12th precinct and I hope you enjoyed them too. That's my mini documentary of my Aunt Kate and I hope you enjoyed."

The film faded to black and then a title popped on the screen, "BLOOPERS!"

The first scene came on the screen and it was Esposito looking at his reflection in a mirror. The camera zoomed in and he was talking to himself, "Who's the handsomest dude here? You are… Check out these sweet guns."

He lifted up an arm and kissed his muscles, "Oh yeah, Javier. You're in sick shape, just like always. That workout is so working for you. Is that a pimple, come on…"

My chuckling was heard in the background and Esposito turned and faced me.

"Did you get all that on tape?" he asked, bewilderment clear on his face.

The camera shook yes and his face quickly turned into anger. He ran after me and he said, "Get back here mini Beckett, you're so not using that!"

The camera faded to black and then the next scene came on. Ryan was picking his nose and throwing it into his trash can. His phone started ringing and he answered it, "Hey honey bunny. How are you? Yeah I miss you too, Jenny… Case should be done soon… Yeah I love you… No, I love you more… I love you more… No, I love you way more…"

I snickered on the other side of the camera and Ryan looked over with shock on his face.

"Yeah I'm gonna have to go…Yeah, I'm about to kill a ten year old," Ryan said, hanging up.

He ran after me and said, "Delete that footage mini Beckett…"

The screen faded and cut to Lanie in the morgue. She was with a dead body and talking to him, "Who's the coolest dead guy alive? You are. Looking all snazzy in your birthday suit. Did I just get my hair done? Yes I did, thanks for asking. You know you're the only one who's noticed… You're something Mr. Benjamin."

"Thank you," I tried to say in a deep voice.

"Emily!? Get out of here… You're in so much trouble…You're filming this, edit that footage…"

I laughed all the way out of the morgue. She continued to call after me, "Emily, I'm warning you…"

The screen faded once more and then Castle popped up on the screen. He was playing with little mini figures on Aunt Kate's work desk.

"Pew… Pew… Take that Dark Lord… Pew…Pew… I'm going to take over all of the galaxy…Pew… Pew…" he said, pretending the one guy was killing the other alien looking figure.

He caught a glimpse of my camera and said, "Mini Beckett… tell me you're not filming…"

"That would be a lie," I said.

He came after me and said, "Come here… You're so dead…'

Once more, the scene faded to black and then my aunt popped up on the screen, drinking a glass of wine, curled up on the couch, while on the phone. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt and shorts for bed.

"Yeah, Castle… No I didn't get to see it yet… Yeah, I hope she edits a lot of stuff out too… Pfft… You're so weird Castle… She's in bed… Yeah," she said and took a sip of wine.

The camera zoomed in and I said, "Wow, your pores are really huge Aunt Kate."

"Em, how much did you film," she said.

"Enough," I said with a chuckle.

"Hold on Castle… I'm going to deal with this pest," she said.

She grabbed me and placed a hand over the lens.

"Aww… Aunt Kate, come on, it was some good footage," I groaned off camera.

"Bed time now. And delete it…" she said as she pushed me into my room, the camera going all over the place as I shook it.

The camera pointed up at her and I said, "You're no fun."

"Believe me I'm a lot of fun. Now good night," she said.

"Wait, don't you want to say one last thing?" I asked.

"Nope," she blew me a raspberry and shut my door.

"Guess, that's a wrap," I said.

The footage turned off for good and rolled the credits, giving a special thanks to the 12th precinct.

All eyes were on me and my aunt said, "Emily, I thought we said to edit out the footage."

"You did, but you didn't say anything about bloopers," I said with a shrug.

"Mini Beckett," Esposito said.

"Yeah," I said.

"Run," everyone said in unison.

I bolted to my room and quickly locked the door behind me. Everyone was banging on the door and telling me to come out. I think I'm going to be in here for a very long time.