Story [Castle] Most Dangerous - Beckett, Castle - Humor - one-post

Title: Most Dangerous
Author: ardavenport
Timeframe: First or second season of Castle
Genre: Humor
Characters: Detective Kate Beckett, Rick Castle, Detective Esposito, Detective Ryan
Keywords: Castle, Beckett, writing, laptop, murder
Summary: Castle brought his laptop to the murder and Beckett wonders why.
Notes: Typo is my middle name, with missing words and errors that spell checkers do not catch being my specialty - if you see any, just post a reply or send a PM with the what and where and I will kill them with no mercy.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Beacon Pictures, Experimental Pictures or ABC Studios; I am just playing in their sandbox.



Something was wrong.

Castle was being too quiet.

Detective Kate Beckett's eyes suspiciously shifted from her computer screen to the chair at the side of her desk. He looked his usual self, blue shirt, brown jacket, dark pants. But her mystery-novellist/sidekick had his blue eyes fixed on his own screen on his laptop, balanced on his legs, his expression unusually serious and . . . . focused. She glanced at her watch. He had been at it for almost half an hour. Weird.

Resisting the temptation to demand what he was up to, she returned her attention to her own computer screen and cleared the last of the e-mail that she could not ignore. The reminders for court appearances were already on her calendar and she shuffled off the other junk into the trash. . . . Someone had lost their keys downstairs, . . . A memo from the police commissioner related to a harassment case that put the 74nd Precinct in the news last week, . . . A reminder from Captain Mallory about all his detectives signing off on this year's mandatory Homeland Security training. She doubted that those PowerPoint slides were any different from last year, or the year before. But IT support had fiendishly posted the file on the precinct's internal web page so that she had to click through them all before she could sign off on the training. She would do it later.

She finished off the real work ? the questions from the district attorney's office and the request for background information from a detective in Brooklyn about a case he was working on ? and went back to the open case file for the morning murder that she had started when they got back to the precinct. Ryan and Esposito were still out with the uniforms canvassing the building. The APB on the missing wife was still out.

Beckett looked down at her own notes and started typing.

Castle made a noise.

Fingers frozen over her keyboard, Beckett looked at him suspiciously. But he only had eyes for his own screen. He did have a smug smile on his face, as if he was especially proud of something he wrote. That was more like the Castle she knew. But a moment later he was back to serious and intense. Like the writer she imagined he was . . . before she actually got to know him. And discover that behind his boyishly good looks was just a man-sized boy writer. Curbing her curiosity, she went back to the case.

She had gotten the call while still in bed that morning, hurried through her morning routine, thrown on just simple slacks, gray shirt, gun and coat and was out the door without breakfast in fifteen minutes. But Castle arrived, his laptop in a shoulder bag, at the murder scene before she did. He said that he had already been up, woken up early with a brilliant idea about his next book and was striking while his iron was hot and chronic procrastination cold. Beckett had only taken the coffee and donut he had waiting for her without the bait about his hot iron. . . .

"What've we got?"

Ryan shrugged back at her. "Looks kind of self explanatory to me."

It was.

A man, The Victim, Eric Torquin, late twenties, about five feet, nine inches tall, a hundred and seventy pounds, dark blonde hair, brown eye. One brown eye, wide open in shock and quite dead. The other was pierced by a crossbow bolt that had gone clean though his head and pinned his body to the wall.

Breckett glanced

 

That.

Was.

Priceless.

I love seeing more Castle stuff on here! It is fantastic. The characters are sound and I could totally see them doing that.

And the suicide note on the body.



I loved every bit of this! Keep them coming please!

 

I love Castle!! This was great--I think you captured Castle and Beckett's relationship perfectly And Ryan and Esposito were great!!

 

Master_Jaina1011, NYCitygurl: Thanks for reading and glad you enjoyed it! I like Castle, but murder mysteries are not really my genre (it's just not Castle without a body somewhere). I don't have a lot of ideas for it, so I was glad this one worked out.

 

Great job Ann!!