Ch. 1: Magic
"Beckett," Castle whispered, "Beckett, are you awake," he said to his wife who was asleep next to him. He tapped her slightly, "Beckett wake up."
"Why," Beckett answered.
"It's snowing!"
Beckett didn't have to open her eyes to see the childish grin over her husband's face. She could sense it in his tone of voice. Still, she wasn't ready to give him the satisfaction of opening her eyes quite yet.
"Good for the snow."
"Good for the snow?" Castle repeated, "How can you say such a thing? And you said you appreciated the magic of the every day. Beckett, this is your first winter in the Hamptons with us, as a true Castle, there's magic outside. Come on, wake up. Let's go outside!"
Beckett opened one eye slightly and then closed it again after what she saw. "Damn it, you're all ready dressed."
"I'm ready for the snow. Please, Beckett, please!"
"Castle, I haven't even had my coffee yet," she said as she finally opened her eyes.
"No coffee today. Hot chocolate and marshmallows." Castle leaned over his wife and began kissing her shoulder, making his way up to her ear, cheek, nose and then lips. "Come on Beckett. We deserve a snow day. We haven't had a day off like this in forever. We don't have the government on our tail anymore, and we're not on theirs, there's no threat looming over the horizon, no one is out to kill us. We're finally free. And what better way to enjoy that freedom than out in the snow banks? Please, there's magic outside. It would be a waste to the universe if we didn't enjoy it."
Beckett finally smiled and shook her head, "Fine but on one condition."
"Name it."
Beckett brought Castle back down to her, "We enjoy some magic of our own before hitting the frozen tundra."
