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Story by [Product of a Primal Urge]

Chapters

1. A Picture and a Bullet
2. Rough on Relations
3. Settling Soul and Relapses
4. Looking Glass Partner
5. Fine Print
6. Sinking Kisses
7. Killer Collage
8. Of Conferencing Hearts
9. Morning After
10. End Game

8:00 A.M. Friday: Case 21 days cold

Detective Kevin Ryan stood at the head of the conference table as he had been the one to announce he'd found something. Beckett, Esposito, and Castle were sitting around watching their teammate intently. Sucking in a deep breath, Kevin pulled from his deep brown side bag the large file that he'd received from Marcus. "I got this from," Kevin paused knowing he had to tell them but still wary of doing so. "From Marcus Henry. He's been following the killer for years now. He's got pieces, very important pieces, that really line up with everything. I looked over the files myself-"

"When the hell did you see him?" Javier had his arms on the table top, tensed as if he was ready to spring from his chair.

"Last night, and this morning I looked at them and then-"

"Where were you, Javier?" Kate turned an unblinking stare on the Hispanic detective, lips pursed tightly.

Javier held his hands upwards and shook his head. "Last I'd known he was in bed."

"I went for a walk. Now look, when I was here this morning I also compared cases linked to the identities." Kevin's eyes were bright and his fingers were moving fast through the files he'd printed off to put in with the ones he'd gotten from Marcus. "Look, they match up-"

Beckett turned on him and set her hands on her hips as she stood. "Kevin, that could very well be the man who murdered your sister, you realize that?"

Kevin's shoulders fell and he stopped pawing at the papers. Pulling his hands together, fingers mingling in nervous shifting, he shook his head. "I don't think he did it. You have to hear what he said, see what's here."

"She's right. You shouldn't have gone off alone. Did you even talk to the detail outside?" Javier asked shifting in his seat, pushing it back so he had more room.

Kevin pushed back in his seat and glared at the two of them. "I'm not a child, you know. Stop patronizing me for doing my job. I wasn't in danger and I've gotten a bigger lead than anyone else has gotten. Marcus Henry was making a hell of a lot of sense and if you'd just look at what I have, you'd understand."

Javier huffed out a breath and shook his head. Beckett sat down and rubbed her forehead with the back of her hand. Castle sat jerking his head back and forth between speakers. "Even if he's not the killer-"

"Castle," Kevin's voice was soft and tired. "Not you, too."

"We should talk bro. Alone." Javier clasped his hands on the edge of the table, ready to get up with his partner and go somewhere else.

Kevin looked up and ground his teeth thoughtfully. "All right, interrogation two? Guys, stay here, huh?"

All three nodded and Kevin flipped the file closed before standing up. He stuffed his hands into his gray dress pants and went out of the conference room to the interrogation room. He opened up the door and went it, pushing it open enough for Javier to slip in after him. Turning to look at his partner, Kevin blinked a few heavy times and sat on the edge of the metal table. "I know I shouldn't have gone out there alone, Javi,, but it worked out fine. Better than that, we have a lead. We have something man and that's…" He looked down at his feet, running out of words.

Javier stepped up and reached out a hand, laying it on Kevin's shoulder. "I get it, I really do, but I'm a bit, uh, nervous about you in all this shit Kev. He's gotten really personal and that's dangerous. You're jumping blindly at shadows and that's not safe." Javier pulled his hand back and moved so he was standing next to Kevin. Bumping his hip he shifted the man enough so he could park his rear on the table as well.

Kevin watched Javier cross his arms and he smiled lightly. "Yeah, I'm just ready to get this guy. If Marcus is right, he's been at this for a long time. I'm the first person actually taking Marcus seriously and he has a lot there. The bit I could work through this morning is legit, Javi."

Brown eyes turned feet-wards and Javier shook his head slowly. "Why didn't you get me?"

"You were asleep." Kevin's voice held that soft, innocent tone it had before Karen's murder.

Kevin watched those brown eyes swing back up to him and he halted his thoughts for a few long moments, waiting for Javier to expel whatever anger he was feeling. "You don't get why I'm upset with you, do you?" Javier asked. His eyes were roaming up and down Kevin in slow, sweeping movements.

"No, I don't. I'm not hurt and I got a big lead, Javi. What's there to be upset about?" Kevin's own eyes were stapled to Javier's face.

Javier took in a deep breath, let it out in a loud huff and tore his eyes from Kevin. He pushed off of the table, paced twice in front of his partner and stopped, turning back to him. "Kevin, you and I have been friends for a long time. We're partners, we're tight." He stopped and Kevin nodded, keeping quiet. "Now, I think we're more than that right?" Another nod from Kevin kept him going. "So, I don't want to lose that all of a sudden."

"Javier, I'm not going anywhere." Kevin reached out towards him only to get his hand knocked away.

"Stop it. I'm trying to think," Javier said stepping out of his reach.

Kevin sank back on the table and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Don't be like that, I just can't think with you touching me. Look, this guy is playing games with you and he's pretty well marked me for dead." Javier shook his head. "There's a lot of shit going on with this case and we've just jumped into something with a lot of emotional investment. Maybe this wasn't the right time to uh, step this up."

Blue eyes snapped upwards as anger flooded through Kevin. He balled his fists, grit his teeth and then let out a half-hearted laugh. "Yeah, probably not. I'm going to actually work on this case then, so maybe you can figure out whether I should stay or go." Launching from the table, Kevin pushed past Javier before he could stop him and exited the interrogation room.

Fine, Javier wanted to play this way, it just gave Kevin a greater reason to clear this damned case up. It was messing with his personal life in a bad way and Kevin was about ready to pull out the guns, safety off. He wasn't sure how many bullets it would take to get things cleaned up but he was about willing to find out.

He took his time getting back to the conference room when he didn't hear Javier following after him. Kevin knew he needed to calm down before he faced the other two. He was surprised that he'd actually walked out on Javier, but Javihad hit him with a very sensitive blow. It had upset Kevin even if his partner hadn't realized it would. Striding back into the room with Kate and Richard, Kevin's breathing was easier and his thoughts were starting to gather together in some semblance of his favored system once more.

Standing at the head of the conference table, Kevin noted that Kate and Richard were looking over the papers he had in the manila folder. He rested his hands on the sides of the folder and watched them quietly for a moment, collecting his normal calm once more. "So?" he asked when they both looked up.

Kate looked at Kevin then towards the door and back. "Where's Javier?" she asked, setting down a piece of paper.

Kevin shrugged and his eyes went to the paper she'd sat down. "How much have you read? Isn't it plausible?"

Richard took in a breath, that one which told them he was about to spew some ridiculous theory. "What if this Marcus guy is the killer and he's got this all set up as another part of the game? Er…'game'?" He air-quoted his words and looked up at Kevin with a soft expression.

Kate looked over in surprise and couldn't help a small smirk. "What no government conspiracy? Lofty love triangle?"

Kevin chuckled at the dejected look Richard shot her. "All right, before you both shoot this down and have to fall back on a government love triangle, will you let me get this all together and present it?"

Looking up at him, Kate chewed her bottom lip for a moment and slowly nodded. "I got a call on Sean. The detail picked him up early this morning. I'll take Castle to talk to him and you can get this read through and ordered with Esposito."

Although he wanted to argue that Javier probably wouldn't be assisting on this one, Kevin just nodded and sat back down, starting to gather the files around him. "Thanks, Beckett."

"You're going to owe me, Ryan." She smiled, patted his shoulder in a pretense of pity, and headed out of the room with Castle in tow.

12:26 P.M. Friday-

Kate and Richard walked back into the conference room where Kevin was still sitting. He'd gotten the files all settled into neat piles and there were three cups of coffee dispersed intermittently through the piles. He looked up from a paper he was highlighting and those blue eyes sparked to life. "What did you find out?" His voice was upbeat, curious. Maybe a little hopeful.

"Not much of anything. Sean was out of town most of the time that Henry Marcus was staying there." Kate lifted her hands in a defeated sort of upward shrug. "He paid in cash, on time, so Sean didn't pay him much attention."

"Do you still think he's the one?" Kevin asked. This time his eyes were on the papers before him.

Kate pulled out a chair and sat down in it slowly before answering. "I go by the evidence. You know that, and you normally follow that."

Kevin nodded. "Right, well I've got a lot of that here and it's really lining up, Beckett." He watched Richard sit down next to her. "Look, these identities he took did one of two things- they either got him close to the cop and their family or were victims of police shootings." Kevin showed them a few examples from the tops of his piles.

Kate and Richard nodded, keeping quiet while Kevin continued. "Marcus Henry's case file is in here, as well. He lost someone, too and was let go after shooting who he thought had done it. It was ruled accidental but he's been under the radar ever since. Gathering all of this." Kevin pulled a large stack towards him. "Look, he's got case files of each murder with similar elements. It's always the flowers. The victims change, the COD changes, but there are always flowers."

"Kevin, this doesn't really prove Marcus' innocence, you realize that?" Kate watched him, her hands folded in front of her. "It's all certainly pointing towards a serial killer with a very specific M.O. dealing with the police but it doesn't prove Marcus didn't have anything to do with it."

"She's right. He's got a lot here, newspaper clippings, files from cases…" Richard shook his head as he looked over it all, picking up a few random pieces of papers. "Doesn't having all of this sort of lead you to think he did it? He's pretty thorough."

Kate was nodding in agreement and Kevin just sat there, looking down at it all. "You didn't talk to him though. It's just a feeling, Beckett, but I don't think Marcus did it."

Javier rapt on the door with his knuckles interrupting the conversation between all three and he held up a slip of paper. "I was down with Lanie looking over her autopsy notes. She pulled a print from Katherine's wrist. I brought it to the lab and they matched it to one on the letter." Javier broke off and looked down at the paper then held it out to Kate. "We've got a lead. A name and address."

Kevin stood up quickly, feeling his chair wobble but keep upright behind him. "Who is it?"

Kate pulled the paper to her and read off of it, "Vincent Alundro."

Pushing through papers, scanning them quickly, Kevin's face tightened into confused lines. "I think I know that name…something…" He shook his head, not seeing it. "That name isn't here…" A full three minutes later Kevin had scanned each paper and flopped down in defeat. "He's not in here. Who is he?"

"V.A." Javier looked at Kevin, his voice low as he spoke to him and brown eyes wavering between Kevin's blue eyes and his lips. "The signature on the note."

"Are we going to the address?" Kevin asked flicking his eyes from Javier to Kate.

"Yeah, let me brief Montgomery, get a warrant and a few more guys." Kate brought the paper with her as she slipped from the room.

Kevin sat back a little attempting patience. The quiet in the room had him looking around again. Richard was sitting there, staring out of the window. Javier was standing there quietly, arms folded across his chest, and had his eyes pegged on Kevin. Coughing a little, Kevin looked back at Richard. "Hey, do you have a copy of the Roach book? I haven't had a chance to read it yet. Could take Beckett a few to get a warrant."

Richard sat up further. "I write an entire book for you and you haven't read it yet?"

"For me?" Kevin asked quirking an eyebrow upwards.

"Well, you and the fans that were flooding my mailbox and twitter." Richard smiled and looked over at Javier. "You've got a few hardcore fans, Esposito."

Javier laughed and found himself a seat across from Richard, a chair down from Kevin. "Yeah? Got two copies then? I haven't read it yet either."

Richard's jaw dropped and he balked at the two of them. "Would you read it if I told you Roach had a sex scene?"

"Who did you hook up?" Kevin's question was innocent enough, figuring it would be some character based off of Jenny or Lanie.

"I said pretty clearly, Roach, didn't I?" Richard was grinning like a kid who'd found a puppy and his mother had actually said yes to keeping it.

"You did what, bro?" Javier gawked at Richard with suspicion in his milk-and-coffee colored eyes.

Kevin's mind was racing and he looked at Richard for a giveaway of it being a joke. There was no way Richard knew, and there certainly hadn't been a thing between the two of them while the book was being written. He caught a flashing, questioning look from Javier and his heart thudded heavier.

"Well, would you read it now?" Richard's grin was not fading in the least.

Javier huffed dismissively. "Whatever, Castle. I'll just cuff you and toss you in lock up for an hour or two."

Richard looked from Javier to Kevin. "Can he do that without cause?"

"Edging in on a detective's personal life is cause enough." Kevin chuckled and pulled out a pair of handcuffs, setting them on the table.

Richard's look of surprise had both Javier and Kevin forgetting the tension and laughing. "You two are cruel."

3:10 P.M. Friday-

Kate had the warrant tucked into the bullet proof vest she was wearing. She was driving while Castle sat in the front. Kevin and Javier took up the backseat, also strapped into vests, guns ready in their holsters.

The familiar adrenaline of 'this could be it' flooded through Kevin. He'd texted Stacey to make sure she was okay and knew what was going down this afternoon. She'd wished him luck and told him to be careful. He'd been hearing this often as of late. Shifting to sit straighter in his seat, Kevin settled his rattling nerves with a deep and steadying breath.

Kevin didn't say anything about this being close to the end, about getting their man, because he was afraid that this, too, would end in disappointment.

When the car pulled up a block away from the apartment buildings, Kate turned to Richard. "I know you don't follow directions well, but please stay here. Out of the way." It was a hopeful command.

Kate, Javier and Kevin climbed out of the car when Richard nodded. All three knew he'd probably end up in the apartment building somehow anyway. They led the way into the building, a team of four others coming in behind them. The second team went down the hall to the second stairwell in the lobby area while Kevin, Kate and Javier went up the first.

Breaking into their triangle rank, Kate stopped at the door and banged on it- three sharp raps. There was a squeak of a chair and shuffling across the floor, heavy and slow.

Kevin had his hand on his gun, ready and waiting. He glanced at Javier and noted the man's attention was fixed on the door; Javier's hand was on his own gun as well. Once this mess was cleaned up he knew he'd have to apologize to Javier for his freak out but for now he needed to get his mind back on the now. Shifting into a more sturdy stance, Kevin watched the door as the handle started to turn. Kate had her gun out at her side and she pulled the warrant from her vest.

As the door swung open an elderly gentleman with a smattering of gray hairs over his head looked up at her. "A warrant?" He squished his eyes together and stared at the paper. "For what?" he asked in a creaky voice.

"Um," Kate cleared her throat. None of them had expected this. "Does Vincent Alundro live here?" she asked glancing over his shoulder, still tense in expectation.

Kevin glanced from the door to the end of the hallway where the second team was sitting. He held up his hand in a brief 'wait' motion. The tension was wafting over all of them.

"Who?" The man clapped a cupped hand over his ear and leaned in a little. His eyes were squinting, like that would help to hear Kate better.

"Vincent Alundro." Kate shifted her stance and peered once more over the man's shoulder inside.

"Who is that dear?" The voice of an elderly woman croaked from somewhere inside.

"The police. Do you know Vincent, Rosa?" The man had craned his neck around to look back at the woman.

"That baseball player?" she asked.

"No, no. That's-"

"Sorry about taking up your time. Thank you for your cooperation," Kate said with a smile and tucked her gun away. Her eyes went to Kevin. "Well, looks like Marcus led us around in circles."

Kevin shook his head. "We got this from a fingerprint," he argued. Turning his back to the door and Kate, Kevin started back down the hallway. "We should ask the doorman…"

"I don't think he's here, Kev." Javier had caught up to him and was standing at his shoulder, voice low.

Kevin grit his teeth and spoke through them, "I can't believe this was just another dead end."

9:10 P.M. Saturday: Case 22 days cold-

"I just think it was a waste of time looking for him. We didn't even find him and Beckett didn't get any leads while we were out." Kevin was sitting on the couch, controller in hand.

"Yeah, I get that but this job is a lot of leg work, Kev. Come on, I know this case is personal but think about it like the others." Javier had the other controller and hit a rapid, well memorized pattern of buttons.

The result had the television playing sounds of an explosion and Kevin tossed his controller on the table. "I am. I'm just tired of getting nowhere on it." He shook his head and grabbed the beer bottle in front of him. Taking a long drink, he glanced at Javier. Kevin had yet to apologize and it was a little bit awkward between them. Sure there was conversation but for the last couple days they hadn't really gotten personal and kept extra space when working.

"I think we all are." Javier sat his controller down next to Kevin's but didn't pick up his beer.

Kevin nodded and took another drink. He was silent for a moment and Javier sat back just watching him. Setting the bottle down, Kevin turned on the couch to look more fully at Javier. Thoughts of the kiss they'd shared on this couch flooded Kevin's mind and he tried to push them away. "Still mad at me for walking out?"

Javier sighed and shifted forward, getting closer to Kevin. "I wasn't mad. I'm not mad." Brown eyes traveled over the expanse of Kevin's face a few times. "I talked with Lanie, thought you and were done because of the fight. She said I was stupid."

Both men laughed, their tension easing away with it. "Lanie's right." Kevin's hand found its way to Javier's knee and he gave it a squeeze. "I walked out so I didn't have to listen to you telling me not to get personal with you." Kevin shrugged, feeling as if he'd had enough of the emotional for a lifetime.

His body was tense, heated up as he looked Javier, and wanted physical. It had had its emotional release already and now it was looking for something more. There was a side of Kevin that he didn't often let out; a side of him that only came out in the bedroom. That aggressive, dominant side was pushing its way through now. He had his hands balled into fists in an external attempt to keep it all pushed down inside of him. The way Javier tugged at the neck of the button up and revealed more of that deep tan skin along Javier's neck made Kevin growl low in his throat. His eyes were fixed on that spot and he barely heard Javier's response.

"I guess we're kind of kidding ourselves if we think we're not going to get persona- Kevin?" Javier asked hearing the growl. He watched the man, the change coming over him and the intensity sitting in his blue eyes.

"Hm?" Kevin murmured, ripping his eyes upwards to Javier's. He drew a slow tongue across his lips and smiled slowly.

"Man…you look…" Javier's heart had picked up to keep pace with his heaving breaths as he watched his partner. "Hot."

"Mm. Javie?" Kevin's voice was rumbling low. His body was tensed as he gripped the back of the couch with one hand and placed the other next to him as leverage. His baby blues were locked on Javier's lips now.

Javier could barely breathe out his response as he sat tightly against the armrest of the couch. "Yeah?" he forced out with an exhale.

Kevin's eyes flicked up to Javier's once more. "Don't move."

Javier audibly swallowed. "Sure."

With a smile showing his teeth, Kevin inched forward on the couch in a slow prowl. He perched himself on Javier's lap, taking a hold of the collar of his shirt. Gradually, Kevin pulled Javier to his lips. Latching on, Kevin let his senses become filled with everything that was Javier. He dipped his tongue between Javier's lips and tasted him, memorizing him. The hand that held his collar was tight and pushed at Javier's throat.

The Hispanic swallowed a little, all he could from the choking hold Kevin had on him. He rose up from the couch to meet Kevin's intensity. He was almost immediately pushed back down against the armrest. It bit into his back and he let out an 'umph'.

"I said stay," Kevin rumbled. Smiling against Javier's gasp, he brought his other hand up to the collar. Feeling for the first button he started to pop them open, revealing the smooth, tanned skin beneath. His hand deviated from the shirt to drag his short nails over Javier's chest.

He was rewarded with another gasp from Javier. Pushing the shirt completely off of Javier was a bit harder now that Javier had figured he shouldn't move at all. The frustration of the attempt had Kevin's dominant side rising up quickly. When he did have the man stripped of the article he looked at Javier and reigned himself back in.

Sitting back slightly, enough so that he wasn't breathing in every one of Javier's exhales, Kevin drew rationality back to him. "Tell me to stop?"

Javier laughed a shaky breath. "Ah, no." He leaned upwards and stole Kevin's breath between his lips.

Leaning into him, Kevin wrapped an arm up around the back of his head and held him at his mouth. He attempted to murmur, 'good', but wasn't sure it got through or not. Reaching down between them he pulled at Javier's belt and with some thrusting and shifting of hips, the belt joined the shirt on the floor.

Getting pulled up against Javier's chest had Kevin's sexual dominance flare once more. He pushed off of the man and put his mouth to the side of Javier's neck. Keeping most of himself off of Javier, Kevin nipped and sucked at the tender flesh between shoulder and neck. The tang of cologne hit his tongue and he swallowed quickly. The taste wasn't so bad after the second swallow and by then he was well on his way to marking up Javier's skin.

"Kev?" Javier pushed at his shoulders lightly.

"Mm?" Kevin's teeth nipped a little harder at Javier's skin.

"Ow, Kev. Bedroom?"

"Nuh uh." Getting up enough so that his knees were on the couch and not Javier, Kevin forced him downwards into a more lounging position. Sitting on his hips he felt that Javier was just as into this as Kevin was. With a smile he ripped at his own shirt and hearing the rending of fabric was sure he'd be missing buttons. Tossing the fabric aside, Kevin went to work on their pants.

He'd gotten Javier's off and his own undone before giving up and going back down to Javier's lips. The feel of Javier's hand on his hips, up his back, into his hair, had Kevin's head reeling.

Javier glanced behind Kevin. "Drawer of the side table…" he breathed out.

Pushing away from the wonderful feel of hands, Kevin leaned over the other side of the couch and pulled out a bottle of lubricant. He moved back up between Javier's legs. Setting the lubricant aside for the moment he put a hand to Javier's throat. He pushed upwards and watched Javier's head fall back to the armrest. His other hand pulled one of Javier's legs up to wrap around Kevin's hip. Shifting pants and boxers enough to slip his erection out, Kevin reached down and grabbed the lubricant again. He had to let go of Javier's neck to open the top and put a dab in his palm. Running a quick hand over his erection he watched Javier leaning back over the couch, felt his leg keeping tight around Kevin. Lowering his hips he pressed his head into Javier's soft skin and watched his partner tense slightly.

Putting a hand back to Javier's throat, Kevin squeezed tighter and slowly pushed his hips forward. He heard the bottle thunk to the floor as they thrust their hips together. Javier's arm slithered up the back of the couch and gripped at it, his other was along the side, hand flexing in time with the rocking of their hips. One of Kevin's was planted next to them, keeping him upright and the other massaged, tightened and released Javier's throat rhythmically.

"Harder," Javier panted, his body tense and stomach muscles rippling with each thrust.

Kevin didn't need more beckoning than that. He let go of Javier's neck, grabbed his hips and pulled them upwards. Setting himself higher on his knees, Kevin thrust faster, feeling Javier's muscles constrict around him. The sight of Javier writing in pleasure beneath him made Kevin smile. He dug his nails into Javier's skin and fell into a quick, even rhythm with his hips. Again he noticed how beautifully their tan and pale skins mixed, falling together and pulling away, over and over again. One of Kevin's hands lifted from Javier's hips and wrapped itself around Javier's erection as he felt them both getting close. He wanted them to come together. Squeezing, grasping, stroking faster and harder, Javier's hips jumped under Kevin. He thrust up into Kevin's hand, into his stomach, and Kevin bit down on his lip. They both pressed together tightly, gripping and grabbing at whatever skin they could and fell into the heat of ecstasy at the same time.

Heads reeling, breath quick, and skin slicked with sweat, Javier and Kevin lay wrapped together on the couch. Kevin's dominance sedated, he tucked his head under Javier's chin and let Javier wrap his arms around Kevin. If it wasn't for Javier's protests, Kevin would have stayed like that all night.

Showered, naked and wet but drying, the two fell into Javier's large bed. They wrapped themselves around one another again and drifted off.