A/N: So…in explanation to this story. I was thinking, in the shower of all places this morning, about this song from Moulin Rouge called Elephant Love Medley. It's basically a mash up of all these songs about love, with the two characters disagreeing about love. It struck me as a perfect way to look at the Castle/Beckett relationship. So this is going to be a series of one shots, probably unrelated, that are based on parts of the song, of varying lengths. I hope that makes sense.

I'll leave up the Ewan and Nicole's in the lyrics so that it makes sense.

For those of you who are wondering, I'm still working on Frosty. I will have another chapter up, hopefully tonight. But that's almost finished and I wanted to get this up while I had the idea.

Enjoy!

A Many Splendorded Thing

[Ewan:]
Love is a many splendored thing,
Love lifts us up where we belong,
All you need is love!
[Nicole:]
Please, don't start that again

"But how can you say that?" Castle said, looking incredulous.

"Love is a bonus Castle. Your life is what you make it; it's either happy or sad. You set your life up the way you want it and if love comes your way enjoy it." Beckett said as if she expected that this was common sense.

"I thought all girls dreamt about their love all their lives. You know, some people center their lives around finding their one true love." Castle pointed out. They had reached her desk, coffee in hand, from the break room. He sat down with a look his face indicating he believed he had won.

"This may come as a shock to you Castle, but I'm not most girls." Beckett leaned back in her chair, looking at him with an almost smile on her face.

"Believe me, I'm well aware." He took a sip of his coffee with a glint in his eyes. "I still think that love is the best part of living. Love makes everything worthwhile."

"When you've seen people murdered in the name of love, you start to feel differently." Beckett countered, a new thought suddenly appearing in her mind, "Why are we having this argument… again?"

"You started it!" Castle said and crossed his arms.

"I did not. Just because I just finished a case where a girl got murdered by her fiancé does not mean I started this argument."

"I just want you to believe in the magic of love." Castle said in a rare sincere moment.

"Why is it that important to you?" Beckett asked, exasperated.

"Because…because how sad is life if you don't?" Castle said. "It's like not believing in Santa Clause." He said with a wink.

"Oh we are not having that argument again."

"Just…..just close your eyes and imagine this." Castle started and waited a moment for Beckett to roll and then close her eyes. "Imagine the most beautiful girl you've ever seen. Her life hasn't been perfect, but whose has? She gets up every morning and goes to work like clockwork. She goes out of her way to help others. At her job she diminishes other people's pain like she wishes someone had done for her. She dates sometimes but she never gives anyone her heart. She's afraid to get hurt again. So she works all the time to avoid going home to an empty apartment at night….Doesn't that sound sad?" Castle asked after spinning his tale that sounded to Beckett a lot like it was her life. Maybe that's how he meant it to sound. But either way, she could only nod in response to his question. No words would come out. "But the story doesn't end there. One day when she least expects it, one man worms his way into her life. He does it so slowly she doesn't even notice that he's burrowed down into her heart, past all the walls that she's erected over the years. He doesn't push her too fast; he just waits for her to catch up to where he is. And once she realizes what's happened, he's in so far there's no way she can extract him without leaving a giant hole where he's been." A small smile graces Beckett's taught face. "And that's what love is for her. And that small thing, to her, is magic." Her eyes flicker open slowly and she catches his eyes. She stars at him for a moment, looking slightly confused and awfully touched.

"Magic huh?" She asked almost whispering.

"Magic. It's different for everyone. But magic it is." He smiled at her.

"I hope I get to experience that some day." Beckett said, with a wistful look on her face. "But today, I have to fall into love with this paperwork." She flipped the switch to professional in the blink of an eye.

"I hope I do too." He said quietly, thinking no one can hear him. But Beckett catches it briefly and it makes her smile.

A/N: What do you think? Stupid idea? Should I continue? Let me know!