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[PART NINE] & Some News
Okay, I'm a little new at this so sorry if I mess this up first go. Because it's been 5 months since the last round even though we haven't been busy. I figured I might as well earn my keep and try to get this place alive again...




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Hi, right now everyone is working on some changes so hold on new things are coming. In an effort to kick this place back into action, we're doing round 9. In a few days, we'll be setting up a fills post that hopefully will work directly for archiving and an overflow post. Also we'll be doing a friending meme at tsn_km_gather so be looking out for that. I know some of the other mods have plans of their own which will be coming soon.

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Eduardo/Mark, detectives AU

There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopats and crime journalists-slash-writers. He's the kind that pays better. Who is he? Eduardo Saverin. He really is ruggedly handsome, isn't he?
Every writer needs inspiration, and Eduardo's found his: Mark Zuckerberg. Thanks to a total coincidence, he gets to be on his case. And together they catch killers!

tl;dr - detectives AU, Castle style. Mark is a detective, Chris and Dustin are his team, and Eduardo is a journalist who just happened to be connected to Mark's latest case.

FILL: those ties that bind us together 1a/?

a/n: this is very loosely inspired by castle. i mean, very loosely. and it's probably going to end up being a million words long and why do i do this to myself


  Victim name: Wilkins, Angela
  Case number: 10-12571
  Case type: Homicide
  Status: Unresolved



The NYPD is investigating the death of a young woman found yesterday in Brooklyn. The body was found by a man walking his dog in the evening, after the dog had broken free of its leash and run off.

The body has been identified as 29 year old Angela Wilkins, who was reported missing two days prior. The medical examiner was able to determine the cause of death as strangulation. No other details were immediately available.

At the moment she was found, the woman had a silk scarf tied around her eyes. A year ago, another woman has been murdered in an identical manner. Police say it’s unsure at this point whether this is the work of a serial killer.

Police say a man has been taken into custody for questioning, but the investigation is still ongoing.



A man suspected of murdering Angela Wilkins, 29, was found innocent after a neighbor confirmed his alibi. The man was seen entering his apartment around the estimated time of death.

Police say the investigation is still ongoing and they are making every effort to catch the perpetrator.

FILL: those ties that bind us together 1b/?


“Coffee,” Chris says, putting a mug in front of Mark. The dark liquid sloshes over the edge, staining a newspaper page brown. “You look like you could use it,” Chris adds, eyeing Mark reproachfully. “Did you sleep here again?”

For the record, Mark didn’t sleep at the precinct. Mostly because he was up all night, too keyed up to fall asleep, but Chris doesn’t need to know that. Mark shrugs and takes the mug, murmuring under his breath something that could probably pass for a thanks if you squinted really hard, and takes a large gulp. Then he scowls at Chris, who’s still standing at his desk.

“Don’t you have some paperwork to do?” he asks. It’s a safe bet, Chris always has paperwork to complete, even though he’s almost scarily efficient. And given the fact that they closed a case only yesterday, he’s bound to be swimming in various forms to fill out.

Chris starts to reply, but is interrupted by a shrill sound of the phone ringing on Mark’s desk.

“Zuckerberg,” Mark says curtly, picking it up. “Where?” he asks, nodding to himself when the caller says something. “We’ll be there in fifteen minutes,” he says before hanging up. “Come on, we’ve got a case,” he tells Chris, grabbing the car keys and rushing out of the room.


“The victim’s name is Jeffrey Novitsky. A journalist, 28 years old, found this afternoon by a woman who went out to throw out the trash and noticed his feet behind the dumpster. Thought he was drunk or stoned, called the cops,” Dustin, who’s already at the crime scene, fills them in when they approach the body.

Mark shakes his head. “What else do we know?” he asks, kneeling down next to the body. The guy is lying face down on the ground and looking very much dead.

“Don’t mess up my crime scene, Zuckerberg,” a voice tells him dryly and Mark’s head snaps up.

“Albright,” he acknowledges the ME who’s looking at him with an amused expression playing across her face. “What can you tell me?”

“Death was caused by a single GSW to the chest. He was shot from behind from a 9 mm, there’s no sign of struggle. I’d say he died between 4 and 7 pm yesterday. I’ll probably be able to tell you more once we get him to the morgue,” Erica tells him. “This was in his pocket,” she says, handing him a wallet and a cell phone. Mark checks the wallet; there’s a credit card and small wad of cash still inside.

“At least we know it wasn’t a mugging gone wrong,” he comments, handing the phone to Dustin. “Check the recent phone calls, I want to know who he was talking to before he died.”

“Why me?” Dustin complains. “How come Chris always gets to do the fun stuff while I get stuck with research?”

“Because you talk too much. Chris at least thinks silently,” Mark smirks, ignoring Dustin’s indignant squawk.

Chris picks this moment to approach them, pocketing his phone. “I got Olsen to check him. The guy has no immediate family and he was living alone,” he says.

Mark looks down at the wallet with the guy’s ID still in his hand. “All right,” he says. “I think it’s time to pay the late Mr. Novitsky a visit.”

FILL: those ties that bind us together 1c/?

“What’s the smell?” Chris asks with a grimace when they enter Novitsky’s apartment.

Mark takes a few steps toward what he assumes is a kitchen. There’s a plate full of food on the counter. “Mac and cheese. He barely ate anything.”

“Looks like he left in a hurry,” Chris remarks. Mark hums noncommittally.

The living room is the next room they check. It’s very sparsely furnished, with a small leather couch, a coffee table and a couple of chairs. Tall, narrow bookshelves run along one of the walls and a freestanding bookcase is used as a room divider, separating an office of sorts from the rest of the room. There’s a neat stack of papers on the table; Mark takes a moment to sift through them.

“He was an investigative journalist,” he says, furrowing his brow. “Check this out, these are all reports from unresolved murder cases. This one is from five years ago,” he tells Chris, waving a sheet of paper at him.

“You think he got in too deep, pissed somebody off?” Chris asks, looking through some notebooks on the shelf.

“Maybe,” Mark agrees. “Right now it seems to be the most plausible option.”

“Here,” Chris says, showing Mark an open book. “It’s his calendar. Look at the previous day.”

Mark takes the calendar from Chris. There, under May 8, is a note written in a neat script: IMPORTANT. meeting w/ Eduardo, 6pm.

“That’s around the time he died,” Mark says. “Is there anything else about this Eduardo person?”

“They had a few meetings scheduled in the last month, but there’s nothing specific. Maybe Dustin found something on the guy’s phone,” Chris replies, slipping the calendar into a plastic bag.

Mark studies the books lined up on a shelf. They’re neatly organized by the topic and the author’s last name, with pieces of cardboard separating different categories, almost like in a library. Apart from a thin layer of dust on the furniture the room is immaculate.

“The guy was a clean freak,” Mark mutters under his breath.

“Of course it would bother you of all people,” Chris tells him, amused.

Mark shoots him a dark look. “Your attempt at wit is pitiable, Hughes.”

“At least I know what constitutes a proper outfit. You own a clip-on tie and you think that’s formal wear.”

Mark frowns. “I fail to see how this is relevant—”

“A clip-on tie, Mark,” Chris repeats with emphasis.

“Whatever,” Mark shrugs. “I think we’re done here. Maybe we’ll be able to get something more from the vic’s recent calls, let’s go.”


Dustin is playing Angry Birds when they get back to the precinct.

“Please tell me it’s not the vic’s phone,” Chris says with exasperation. “That’s evidence, Moskovitz!”

“Fear not, my dear friend,” says Dustin. “The vic’s phone is safe. Also,” he says, raising a hand, “before you ask, I did make you a list of all the recent phone calls.”

“And? Let me point out they don’t pay you for idle chat,” Mark says impatiently.

Dustin hands him a piece of paper with handwritten addresses. “The last phone call he made was to one Eduardo Saverin. There are also three missed calls from Mr. Saverin himself between 5.45 and 6.30 pm.”

“Wait,” Chris speaks up. “The Eduardo Saverin?”

“Who the hell is Eduardo Saverin?” Mark asks, puzzled.

“A writer,” Chris explains. “He wrote that big hit, The Bloody Network.”

Mark gives him a blank stare. “Sure,” he says.

“Seriously?” Chris asks incredulously. “You’ve never even heard about him? I know you live under a rock when it comes to popular culture, but it was on the best-seller lists for months.”

“People actually bought that? The title is terrible,” Mark deadpans. “So it seems a best-selling author had a planned meeting with our vic.”

“He’s also a freelance journalist, actually,” Chris remarks. “Just like the victim.”

“Well,” Mark says, getting to his feet. “This might be his great chance to observe an interrogation process. From the other side of the table.”

Re: FILL: those ties that bind us together 1c/?

So I'm going to pretend I don't know who it is, okay?

This really reads like an episode of Castle, only better, because it has Mark in it and will have Eduardo :D I love how professional Mark is, and how Dustin... well, is Dustin xD And of course Chris would be the one to know Eduardo.

Now I desperately want more, so, you know... write? xD

Edited at 2012-02-20 05:26 pm (UTC)

Re: FILL: those ties that bind us together 1c/?

Yessss. So excited!

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I like this so far!

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excited for this :DDD

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You are making my life here, anon. So. Awesome. Can't wait for more!

FILL: those ties that bind us together 2a/?

Eduardo Saverin doesn’t look much like a serial killer.

Not that you could tell these things about somebody just based on their looks, Mark’s years in NYPD have taught him that much already. But there’s just something about Saverin that makes Mark think this guy is more likely to be collecting post stamps and breeding puppies in his free time rather than murdering women in cold blood.

You never know, though, and Mark didn’t make it that far by being fooled by innocent wide-eyed looks and charm, so he schools his face and storms inside the interrogation room, throwing a closed folder on the table and pulling out a chair for himself. Saverin startles at the sudden entrance. He sits up straighter, twisting his hands for a moment like he’s not sure what to do with them and eventually putting them flat on the table, palms down.

“Jeffrey Novitsky,” Mark starts without preamble, pulling out a photo from the folder and putting it in front of the other man.

Saverin stares at it for a while, the corners of his mouth pulled down slightly. Finally he sighs, rubbing a hand down his face, and reaches out to trace the edge of the photograph with his finger.

“We met in college. He helped me out when I needed to find a job to pay for my studies, he had some contacts in a local newspaper. We lost contact for some time after we graduated and I published my novel, but we met again at some event about a year ago, I don’t even remember what it was. Anyway, we started talking again.” He pauses and takes a deep breath. “He was my friend,” he says. He sounds pained, but his voice doesn’t shake.

“He’s dead,” Mark says and Saverin flinches, but whatever, people skills aren’t exactly Mark’s forte, that’s what he’s got Chris for. “Did he have any enemies?”

“He was a journalist, of course he did,” says Saverin. “You could say it’s an occupational hazard.”

“Where were you yesterday between 4 and 7 pm?” Mark asks.

“I had a meeting with my publisher at 4 pm until about half past 5. Then I was supposed to meet with Jeffrey at 6. I went to the restaurant, I arrived about ten minutes early, so I waited for him, but he didn’t show up. I sat there for about forty minutes and then I went home.”

“Can anybody confirm that?”

“The doorman saw me come in.”

Mark nods and writes it down in his notebook. “Why were you meeting with Novitsky?” he asks.

“I don’t know,” Saverin shakes his head. “He called me in the morning and said he had something really important to tell me, but he didn’t want to do it over the phone, so I agreed to meet him later.”

Mark flips open the folder he brought with him and takes out some of the papers inside, spreading them out in from of Saverin. “We found these in his apartment. Do you know what he was working on?”

“May I?” Saverin asks, reaching out to pick up one of the pages and Mark nods with permission. He waits as Saverin studies the newspaper articles in front of him.

“They’re all about old murder cases?” Saverin asks.

“Yes,” Marks confirms. “The cases are from different parts of the city and different periods of time, the murderers were never caught. Most of them were believed to be serial killers’ jobs.”

“This one is mine,” Saverin points to one of the scraps, with the title circled in a bright yellow marker. “The article, I mean. I wrote it about a year ago, a woman was found dead with a silk scarf around her eyes. There had been one other murder in the same fashion before and the police suspected a serial killer, but nobody was ever caught and there were no other murders like that.”

“Could it be the reason he wanted to meet with you?” Mark asks. It makes sense, if Novitsky was digging up unresolved cases and somehow he discovered something, the killer could have felt threatened.

“That’s very possible,” Saverin says. “Jeffrey always hated leaving things unfinished. I never throw out my notes, maybe he wanted to check his facts with them.”

“Or,” Mark says, “maybe he found out who the killer was.”

FILL: those ties that bind us together 2b/?

Saverin’s eyes widen. “You don’t think—no, of course you do. Is there anything I can do to help?”

Mark shakes his head. The last thing he needs right now is an inexperienced civilian getting under his feet. “The police will deal with this, Mr. Saverin. The best thing for you to do right now is to not get involved.”

“Right, of course, if you’re sure,” Saverin rushes to say, though he doesn’t look convinced.

“I’m very sure,” Mark says firmly and turns to leave the room. “Thank you for your cooperation,” he adds belatedly.


“It doesn’t make any sense,” Dustin says, looking at the dry erase board on which Mark wrote down all the information they have. “The first two victim’s didn’t even live near each other.”

“That doesn’t mean they’re not connected at all,” Chris points out. “And they didn’t have to know each other, the important thing is if they both knew the killer.”

“There must be something,” Mark says under his breath. “Find me everything you can about those women, where they went to school, where they spent their holidays, anything they could have in common. Hughes, check their relatives, maybe somebody will be able to tell us something we don’t know yet.”

Captain Thiel chooses this moment to come into the room. “Detective Zuckerberg,” he says from the door.

“Sir,” Mark says, turning his head to look at him.

“Eduardo Saverin is here to see you,” Thiel says, raising an eyebrow.

“Why?” Mark asks, puzzled. “I sent him home a few hours ago.”

“He offered to assist with the investigation,” says Thiel. It’s hard to say if he’s pleased or not from his face, but Mark is willing to bet on the latter.

“I can send him away,” Chris offers with a sigh.

“No,” Thiel shakes his head slightly. Mark frowns. “Let him stay,” Thiel continues. “I don’t like it, but he knows people. He’s friends with the Mayor, it’s best to stay on his good side. If he wants to play detective, give him something easy to do to keep him occupied.”

Mark nods tersely, turning back to the board. Thiel looks around the room, his gaze lingering on Mark.

“I don’t wall any trouble, understood?” he addresses them all.

“Yes, sir,” Mark confirms. Thiel nods, apparently satisfied, and exits the room. A young officer comes in a minute later, carrying a closed cardboard box and followed by a sheepish looking Saverin. Mark looks at him wordlessly.

“Look, I know you told me not to get involved,” Saverin says, returning the look, “but I really think I could be helpful. Oh, let me get that, thank you,” he tells the officer, taking the box from him and placing it on the desk next to Mark. “I did a lot of research on those cases, these are all my notes.”

“We have our own researchers,” Mark tells him. Chris elbows him in the side and Mark scowls at him.

“I’m sure they will be useful,” Chris says smoothly. “Thank you.”

“I know you think I’m just going to be a nuisance,” Saverin tells them. “But if there’s anything I can do, I want to help. I mean it,” he says earnestly.

“Can I talk to you for a minute?” Mark asks and Saverin gives him a puzzled look. “In private,” Marks says with emphasis, glaring at Chris and Dustin. Dustin makes a face, but they both leave the room without comment. “What’s in it for you?” Mark asks after a moment.

“Nothing.” Saverin tells him. “I just… he was my friend. I need to do something, I can’t just sit around all day doing nothing. And I know these cases, I’m sure I won’t be just wasting your time. But if you really don’t want me here, I’ll leave.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be a novelist anyway?” Mark asks and Saverin smiles slightly. “Why are you researching murder cases?”

“I started out as a journalist. Then I started writing books, but I’m still writing articles from time to time. And I’m not exactly working on a next novel at the moment,” he admits, shrugging his shoulders.

“Fine,” Mark says, sticking his hands in his pockets. “You can stay. Just stay out of the way and don’t get yourself killed.”

“I’ll try my best,” Saverin promises solemnly. “Thank you,” he says sincerely, giving Mark a real smile this time.

Mark nods, turning around and taking a few steps toward the board. “So,” he says, relaxing his posture. “Want to tell me what’s in those notes?”

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Just stay out of the way and don’t get yourself killed - I’ll try my best

I now it's a half reasonable, half joking warning, but, ugh, it feels a bit speak of the devil. Someone put that suspiciously earnest writer in a vest already!

Re: FILL: those ties that bind us together 2b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-02-23 07:15 pm (UTC)(Expand)

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i love this!

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earnest eduardo wanting to help out and find out who killed his friend, *clutches heart* xD

and mark makes a surprisingly good beckett >D

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ahhhh, i'm so glad i found this! i love their dynamic here. can't wait for more.

Re: FILL: those ties that bind us together 2b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-05-09 02:39 am (UTC)(Expand)