WOW…just wow. So, you guys have been amazing. There has been an outpouring of support for my story 'The Reading Room'. SOOOOOOOOOO…. I decided to write a sequel. I love you guys so much. Here it is. And to my Castle friends that read this, don't feel bad for the character named Sean…want to know why? He is Jerry Tyson. Yep, so feel free to hate him. All us Walt/Vic shippers do to.

Victoria Moretti had never been one to complain about work. Well, not too bad at least, however, driving Walt around was not her cup of tea. Not to say she didn't enjoy being around him, because she did, she loved it. However, Sean's jealousy, that was what infuriated her. She tried to joke about it when he would bring it up, but he wouldn't let it go. So she simply stopped talking about it. Whenever he brought up, she just ignored it.

She knew it wasn't the adult way to handle it, but Sean never acted like an adult anyways, so that didn't surprise her. That's why she had filed for divorce, or was. She had turned to Cady for help with a lawyer. Now it was just finding the right time to give the papers to Sean.

She looked down and checked her phone when she pulled up to Walt's cabin. Nothing. Good. She tossed it into the seat as she climbed out of the truck, slamming the door behind her. "Walt! We gotta go!"

He opened the door, smiling when he saw her. "Come get some coffee."

She watched in shock as he turned around in went back inside the cabin, leaving the door open for her. She then looked back at her truck for a second. 'It won't hurt to leave the phone, till I see what he wants' she thought to herself. And with that, she headed up the steps and into the cabin.

When she got in the cabin she was surprised with two cups of coffee sitting on the table. "Walt, we don't have time for this. Ruby called about Branch. Apparently he is fighting anyone and everyone to get out and come help."

He held out one of the cups for her, which after a moment of hesitation she took. "Exactly. We need to talk about that."

She took a sip of the coffee. 'God' she thought, 'that man even knows how to fix my coffee'. "Walt, he swears it was Bridges."

He takes a drink of his own coffee before putting it down. "Vic, they pulled a crow feather out of one of his gunshot ones. It was laced with peyote. He has no idea what he saw."

Vic fidgets with the cup in thought. "Okay… well, do you think it was one of the guys we let go last night?"

He nods in response. "It had to be. There is no other way. A dead man did not come back and shoot Branch." He then notices that she has finished her coffee. "Here, let me get you another."

Before she can answer, he has her cup and is in the kitchen. "Walt, I hate to bring this up, but why did you tell me that about Martha's death?"

Returning with her coffee, he sits down and answers her with another question. "Why did you tell me about Ed Gorski?"

She visually cringes when he mentions her ex-colleague. "Cause, I thought you needed to know."

He looks at her over his coffee cup. "Exactly."

Standing, she walks over to his kitchen, putting the cup down while thinking. "Walt, that's not the same."

She is surprised when she hears him speak right behind her. "Yes, it is."

Turning around, she noticed that he wasn't as close as she thought he was. It doesn't matter though because as she begins to say something, she hears the door slam shut followed by something she had never expected.

Sean stepped closer, anger brimming up inside of him. "What the hell, Victoria?!"

My Castle sweet hearts like that little coffee reference to? Anywho, This will end up being about three chapters. Maybe four. Ya never know. Love you crazy folks, and thanks for reading. I REALLY appreciate reviews. And also, special thanks goes out to TheGodmother2. She helped me a lot with getting this story in line.