Castle's partner

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Beckett pov

I lead her into the interrogation room.

"What are we doing in here?"

"Where were you last night?"

She scoffs. "I told you I stayed with Lanie."

"But you didn't. So where were you?"

"With Lanie!"

"Stop lying! We called her. You weren't there."

She bites her lip.

"Ok fine. You want to know where I was? I was with Oliver. We spent the night going over my case. He wanted to help."

I lean in closer to her and lower my voice.

"That's a great story Samantha. If only it were true. Now I'm going to ask you one more time. Where were you?"

She leans back in her seat and crossing her arms over her chest gives me a cocky look.

"I was tortured for a week for information. You think you're gonna get something out of me?"

"Watch me. You're a liar."

Her eyes go blank, and her smile fades.

"I didn't mean that."

She's silent as she stares at me for the next five minutes.

"Samantha."

She blinks and jerks.

"What did you say?"

"I didn't mean that."

"Mean what?"

"We were just talking."

We both furrow our eyebrows in confusion.

"About what?"

Suddenly her eyes roll back in her head and she falls onto the floor.

I scramble out of my chair next to her side.

She lays there unmoving, her eyes closed.

"Castle get in here! Ryan call an ambulance!" I scream, knowing they are just behind the glass.

Castle busts through the door and bends down next to me.

"What happened?"

"I don't know she just passed out!"

I start to freak.

"Castle what do I do? What if the last thing I ever said to her was that she's a liar?"

"Beckett she's not dying!"

"We don't know that!"

He pulls me into his chest, wrapping his arms around my back.

"Kate-"

His sentence is interrupted by a paramedic running through the door.

"What happened?" He asks gently flipping Ross onto her back, her arm laying limply across her stomach.

"She just spaced out and then ended up on the floor."

"Ok I need your help Detective please come here."

He takes one of her hands in his and starts massaging her palm.
I copy him and do the same on the other.

Her eyes flutter open, and when she's coherent she sits up like a bullet.

She pulls away from the medic, fear written on her face.

"Hey, I'm here to help you, not to hurt you. But I do need to ask you a few questions ok?"