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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Beckett was right about the files, but I will be running this awesome blog. {She’s a cop, they don’t do much besides catching killers{Don’t tell her this}}</description><title>Officer and Gentleman</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @imwritingonmyown)</generator><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>And Kate's heart quickend...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m sorry it took so long to update, but Castle abandoned it a bit because of his newest Nikki Heat novel..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And Castle, you were not completely right about running this blog alone. And you reaaaaaaaally should come up with a better password. Alexis isn’t a good password..&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stan Banks, a normal guy, but obsessed with treasure hunting, was killed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When we arrived at the crime scene in the Pennybakers club, apperantly and important and popular club in the 40&amp;#8217;s, Lanie, our M.E., was already busy with examining the body. He had a single GSW to his sternum and the TOD was between 6 and 8 that morning. He had tried to defend himself with a green stake.&lt;br/&gt;Castle looked around a bit and discovered that someone had been sleeping behind the bar probably our victim. Ryan dug into his ID and drivers license, since they had 2 different addresses, and his family while Esposito, Castle and me got back to the twelfth.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Back at there, we went through his personal stuff. Nothing really important came out, some books about gangsters in the 40’s and a diary from a guy named Joe Flynn.&lt;br/&gt;A while later, Stan’s family arrived and Castle and me asked them some questions. Just the normal questions but one &lt;em&gt;strange&lt;/em&gt; answer. Our victim, Stan, was busy looking for a &lt;em&gt;Blue Butterfly..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And apparently our murder was in connection with a double murder that took place in the 1940&amp;#8217;s. 1947, to be precise. &lt;br/&gt;A woman, named Vera Mulqueen, and a man, Joe Flynn, met eachother in a bar. Vera was a gangsters moll and Joe a P.I. who got the assignment to find Vera, for her sister, Sally.&lt;br/&gt;Vera was protecting a Blue Butterfly. Not an insect, a necklace. Worth over 1 millon dollars, easily.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There were some things in the P.I.&amp;#8217;s diary that helped us solve this case.&lt;br/&gt;Everyone thought Vera and Joe were dead, because of the Blue Butterfly&amp;#8217;s &amp;#8216;curse&amp;#8217;..&lt;br/&gt;But there&amp;#8217;s always a chain of events that makes everything make sense, so, in the picture of the 2 dead bodies &amp;#8220;Vera and Joe&amp;#8221;. But in the picture, next to the car was a t-strapped shoe, the ones that Sally always wore..&lt;br/&gt;In the end, we figured out that Sally wanted revenge for Vera &amp;#8216;killing&amp;#8217; her mother. She took in her place, which caused Sally&amp;#8217;s moms murder.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, Vera and Joe are still alive today. Joe pretended to be the barman to not to be accused of murder and to let everybody think they were dead.&lt;br/&gt;The Blue Butterfly? They hid it in a wall, in the Pennybakersclub.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I am forgetting the most important part. The guy who took care of Vera and Joe turned out to be the killer. He wanted the Necklace, also for some kind of revenge..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We have some pretty weird cases, don&amp;#8217;t we?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Okay, so, Castle. I am not a writer. This is a bad piece of information.. My reports are better. But it turns out, that I can do this too.. BUT, get your ass over here, because I&amp;#8217;ll not be writing a lot more of these and people want to know how we solved the case.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Beckett&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/17381333432</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/17381333432</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 20:30:00 +0100</pubDate><category>The Blue Butterfly</category><category>I am sorry for thishorrible piece</category><category>It's 2am</category><category>I can blame the time</category></item><item><title>I'm happy everytime Beckett calls me. Even if it's about a dead body...</title><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16700965306</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16700965306</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2012 17:41:11 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>I just wish some dreams could come true...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Well, parts of dreams..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16572576663</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16572576663</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 11:03:53 +0100</pubDate><category>The Blue Butterfly</category></item><item><title>A Sniffing Dog</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Aaaah, get it!!!?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was just about sure that Kay did it, that she killed Francisco.. But apparently she wasn&amp;#8217;t the killer after all =)&lt;br/&gt;Esposito never stopped believing in her, I think he fell in love.. &lt;del&gt;Shhhh Don&amp;#8217;t tell him I said that&amp;#8230;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got kind of confused in the middle.. Who want&amp;#8217;s sniffing dogs!? But it turned out helpful. Royal helped us a lot. &lt;br/&gt;Talking about Royal, he is just the sweetest dog I&amp;#8217;ve ever met. I really wanted to keep him.. But he didn&amp;#8217;t choose me. He didn&amp;#8217;t even choose Beckett, and I would&amp;#8217;ve totally understood that! But no, he chose for Kay. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Her name reminds me about Serena Kaye..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, I told Beckett what I felt when she got shot, and I am trying to show it whenever I can, but it just looks like&amp;#8230; Like she won&amp;#8217;t allow me. &lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8217;m 99% sure she remembers.. She is so distant sometimes. That circling, on her hand? I wouldn&amp;#8217;t have meant anything if she didn&amp;#8217;t remember..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I&amp;#8217;m going to order Chinese right now..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~RC &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;/del&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16410810771</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16410810771</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2012 17:23:21 +0100</pubDate><category>An Embarrasment of Bitches</category></item><item><title>You folks will never guess what I just found.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;A journal from a P.I.!!!&lt;br/&gt;Im so going to dream about this tonight!!!! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16286181662</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16286181662</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 14:27:28 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Castle, bro, seriously? Katherine? You need to come up with a better password.. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Esposito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16223576558</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16223576558</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2012 13:58:13 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>You know what? I'm almost sure Beckett remembers..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;We had this little &amp;#8216;intimate&amp;#8217; moment.. And she didn&amp;#8217;t pull away, she just looked at me and I looked at her. Something would&amp;#8217;ve happened if that dog didn&amp;#8217;t interrupt us&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16222961439</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16222961439</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2012 13:28:02 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Whoah! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;Dog Whisperer &lt;/strong&gt;got murdered!! And now Beckett has a dog as witness.. But we can&amp;#8217;t bring him in for questioning, unfortunatly.. &lt;br/&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; enter a contest with this cute doggie, though!&lt;br/&gt;Now I just have to convince Beckett to actually do it&amp;#8230; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~RC&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16112826775</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16112826775</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2012 13:43:00 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>HOLY CRAP YOU ARE AMAZING FOR MAKING THIS BLOG</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Thank You!&lt;br/&gt;I hope you’ll enjoy! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~RC&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16069476837</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16069476837</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 19:37:00 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>A Mayor Case</title><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get it? Mayor - Major? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know, during most of the case, I felt guilty because of Beckett. She&amp;#8217;s an extraordinary woman and I was a bit mean to her, wasn&amp;#8217;t I? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways, it&amp;#8217;s my first blog thing, you know? I&amp;#8217;ve never done this before! So be patient with me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know that guy that called me about keeping Beckett away from her moms murder? He creepy.. But smart. I just don&amp;#8217;t like lying to Beckett. She wouldn&amp;#8217;t lie to me either, would she?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But let&amp;#8217;s go back to the case, I am so glad the Mayor did not kill this girl. I actually doubted sometimes, but I never stopped believing in him.  I&amp;#8217;ve known him for 12 years, he didn&amp;#8217;t harm a fly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was really surprised that Laura worked at phonesexcompany. She was such a smart girl. And she proved it. It was thanks to her that we caught her killer. That assistant. It was all about the money. It is always about the money. Why do people have such boring motives sometimes?? Cheating, money, revenge.. Someone should come up with something smart. Like.. Stealing food. It&amp;#8217;s original!! Just not a good motive..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I can go and describe the whole case now, but I am not going to do that. For some really strange reason, I have this camera crew following me around whenever I&amp;#8217;m on a case with Beckett.. I don&amp;#8217;t think it&amp;#8217;s really polite, but okay..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wíll keep you up to date with the things I found out about a case, or when this camera crew has recorded it but not aired it yet { They air it as well! I know, I&amp;#8217;m ruggedly handsome, but that&amp;#8217;s no reason to follow me around. And which person wants to see dead bodies for fun, huh? }&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So that&amp;#8217;s about it… I&amp;#8217;ll keep you up with latest cases and you&amp;#8217;ll follow this.. What is it called?? Blog! You&amp;#8217;ll follow this blog!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~RC&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16067735001</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16067735001</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 18:48:00 +0100</pubDate><category>My first review</category><category>I'm better at writing books..</category></item><item><title>First of all, I should thank that houseboss for giving me this idea..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ll be online as much as I can.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16015259200</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16015259200</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2012 19:48:55 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>I'll start after I come back from the 12th. And that will be in about 4 hours.</title><link>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16002101980</link><guid>http://imwritingonmyown.tumblr.com/post/16002101980</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2012 11:25:55 +0100</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
