Shut Up Castle

by rhapsodybree

A fluffy humorous one shot about Kate Beckett and Richard Castle.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

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'... or maybe I could resurrect Derreck Storm from the dead, and have him paired up with Heat.'

Kate cracked an eye open.

'Nah, that wouldn't work. Maybe I need to think outside the box.'

Nope, he still hadn't stopped talking.

'Outside the box, inside the box - what's in the box today.'

She looked at the clock next to her and inwardly groaned. 3:02am in the frigging morning, and he's still yabbering.

'Nope. Or ... nope. Cop? Nope.'

Then there was silence. Sweet silence.

'But while I'm thinking - and clearly awake - maybe I should think about other ideas. Hmm. A new story. Ah Gina would love that. "Deadlines Mr Castle!"'

But not for much longer. She really shouldn't have let him have that last coffee.

'Castle.'

'Maybe it's time to branch out. Sci fi? Comedy? Self help books?!'

'Rick.'

'... that would be bloody useful. 10 steps to ...'

'RICHARD CASTLE.'

That got his attention.

'Would you please stop talking. Count sheep or do something productive, and for god's sake sleep!'

'Gotcha.'

Kate smiled at the silence as she buried into her pillow. Let sleep come at last.

'One sheep. Two sheeps. Three ewes. Four rams. Five lambs. Six sheepolas? Seven sheeeeeppppss...'

She'd had enough.

'Eleven lambadadabadas. Twelve lamb chops. Thirteen ... Oof. What was that for?'

Snatching back her pillow she glared at him.

'Shut up Castle.'

'Yes ma'am.'