A.N (dated 16/10/11) So I think I'm coming down with a cold and my room is freezing and my brain is refusing to concentrate on Paradise Lost so y'all get a random oneshot. Good deal, isn't it? :P
A.N (dated 06/11/11) I really need to post these things quicker. I'm not really sure if this is going anywhere so I'm marking it as complete. If anyone wants it to be continued I can try, any ideas would be appreciated. Thank you for taking the time to read.
Marie x
Kate Beckett could not get warm. It wasn't the kind of cold that a cup of hot chocolate could banish; the various soup bowls and mugs scattered around her coffee table stood testament to that. She felt the cold deep down in her bones, more a remembered feeling than a result of the dropping autumn temperatures.
She wasn't even sure what had spurred this sudden feeling. Well, that may have been a lie. She knew exactly what had caused her teeth to start chattering but she would not admit it, even to herself. The nightmares were something that got placed in the box of things she didn't want to deal with; the box deep within her mind which contained the acknowledgment of her feeling for Castle along with the more gruesome realities of her mother's death.
Even the warmth of 2 duvets, an assortment of blankets and a large NYPD hoodie could not chase the chill from her small frame and so she unfurled her hand from the self-made cocoon and reached for her phone, one last thing she could try.
Sure enough within 3 rings a cheery voice answered down the phone,
"Detective Beckett, to what do I owe this pleasure? A bit late for a body isn't it?"
"Er, Castle. Hi. No, no body. I was actually . . .You know what? Never mind." Kate stumbled over an explanation, her finger mere centimetres from the end call button.
"Kate, are you alright? What's wrong?" Damn that man for knowing her so well. Damn him to high hell. After a deep fortifying breath Kate replied
"Nothing's wrong. Um, actually I was wondering if you were busy?"
"Too busy for my favourite Detective? Not a chance." And there was that fabled Castle charm. She could practically see his cocky grin. "What did you want?"
Another deep breath "Can you come over?"
"Of course. Right now?" His answer was immediate and once more laced with concern.
"Yeah, I mean if you're not in the middle of something. It's not urgent." She hoped her voice didn't betray anything although that seemed like a miracle given Castle's ability to pick up on the slightest change in pitch or tone.
"I'll be there in 20. And Kate? Never hesitate in calling me if you need something."
"Thanks Castle, I'll see you soon." The smile that split her face as she ended the call had nothing to do with her feelings for him.