Beckett needs to process. It's been a long week. Nothing she can't handle, but being a homicide detective doesn't typically lend itself to a quiet holiday ( Read more... )

[ OOM: I know the feeling. ]

[ timed to Castle 3x06 ]

If anyone had dared to ask Beckett what she'd been doing on her summer vacation so far, the answer would be zip, zero and an embarrassing nothingWhich is why she barely feels guilty about taking advantage of the Caribbean inlet in order to get what she's convinced is a well-deserved taste of summer ( Read more... )

It’s been a while since Jamie found himself here. It’s not a bad surprise this time to find himself here his laptop in its case over his shoulder. Deadlines are the mark of Satan. He’s pretty sure if you checked that they would have tails and horns. He’ll have to write that story, maybe for the times under his pseudonym. After all you can’t have a ( Read more... )

Rick Castle looks ridiculous with a suntan.

Odd, because they guy spends nine months of the year (and around four figures) trying to affect the appearance of a natural tan through a lot of pampering, buffing, scalding and chemical peeling. But get him out into the sun for a couple of weeks, au naturale, and all of that dermatological work goes to ( Read more... )

[ OO (and I)M: "What, Castle?"
"It wasn't Ben Conrad; he's not the killer! The killer's still alive!"

Goodbye, Nikki. ]

[ timed to Castle 2x17 ]

[ oom: "Agent Shaw said we need to decompress."
"Oh, well, if Agent Shaw says so..." ]

[ timed to Castle, 2x17 ]
[ warning for adult situations ]

Jack's currently sitting at the bar, drink next to his right hand, a book propped up in front of him.  Or, more specifically, a Sony Daily Edition Color eReader; not exactly top-of-the-line for his time, but it's about as fancy as he remembers ebook readers being, the last time he saw one.  It's not what he would have chosen, but besides the text- ( Read more... )

[ OOM: "Want to try out a bag, Castle, or
do you think you can take on a moving target?" ]

[ warning for adult situations ]

[ tiny tag: rick castle ]

Sitting at the Bar, getting a progress report on her mother-in-law from the rats, is Inara Serra and a pot of tea. She looks as poised as ever, with her dark hair swept up out of her face, and her fingernails clinking elegantly against the china of her cup ( Read more... )