Tomorrow Never Dies Chapter 1: Of Usernames and Touches, a castle fanfic

Title: Tomorrow Never Dies

Author: LogicBomb.32

Ships: Caskett and Kate/Beckett friendSHIP

Summary: A collection of drabbles 130 words or less about our favorite couple.

Authors Note: Hey! So essentially this is twenty drabbles based off of a randomly generated word. First (technically second)fic posted in the Castle fandom!

Disclaimer: I wish I owned, but alas.

Massive

Massive would be an understatement Kate decided, no, a phrase like "Holy shit they were royally screwed like no other time before, not even the time with the tiger" seemed more appropriate for their situation.

Sneaky

Castle reached into his pocket, intending to retrieve his keys, however his fingers connected with something else, something he hadn't put there. He pulled the mystery item out and when he saw it, he grinned, "Kate Beckett, you are sneaky." He said into the empty hallway, she had got him this time, but next time, next time she was all his.

Gravity

They were going to die. It was as the searing pain in his arm increased tenfold that Castle realized the gravity of their situation "Kate." He said, forcing his eyes open to meet hers "I'm sorry." He said

She looked at him "No." she said, pausing for a moment to return two shots of her own and was rewarded with a grunt and scream of pain "No" she repeated just as determinedly as before "We are not going to die, you are not going to die on me. We are going to get out of here."

But they were hollow words, they both knew it.

Perception

It was a matter of perception Lanie decided, and it was one of the cutest and most romantic things she had ever seen. She sat at the booth they had sequestered hours ago, waiting and watching as Castle and Kate had gone to collect refills. It was now, as the two of them were completely relaxed (as close as Kate got to that anyway), that she had seen it. Castle, unconsciously moving his body as Kate moved and Kate unknowingly doing the same. Mirroring each others actions, it was decidedly adorable.

Radical

Castle was sick of this, this dance that he and Kate were doing. Not that he didn't love it because part of what he loved about her was this denial of what they so obviously shared, but it had gone on long enough. It was time for some radical, some drastic, something so crazy, so totally him, that she might just kiss him instead of killing him.

User

Insert Username:

This was a tough one, it couldn't be anything that would give her away, god knows Castle probably spent hours trolling his fan page, looking at usernames and hoping he could find hers.

Insert Username: theREALnikkiheat

She smirked knowing it would drive him wild if he ever saw it.

Turned

"Kate." Rick said, watching as she walked away from him, hoping that she would turn around "Kate, I. Can't. Do. This anymore." He said, gazing into her eyes "I love you, more than anything, except Alexis, and my mother, but that's not the point. Kate I give you the space you need, the time you want, but not now, I'm not going to watch as you self-destruct. You're not alone, I'm not going to let you be."

Steady

It had been eighteen months since a rogue snipers bullet had left Castle paralyzed from the waist down. Eighteen long, long months during which many things had happened but this moment, this moment was what they had all been waiting, had been hoping for. Castle looked up from his wheelchair, his heart pounding in his chest, was he ready to do this? His gaze met Kate's, Kate who had been by his side since day one, pushed him to get better and not letting him wallow. It was her smile he saw, her tears he matched, as he took his first steady steps in eighteen months and six days.

Nuts

"You're nuts." Kate whispered

"And?" Castle responded, not seeing a problem with that at the moment "Do you have a problem with that?"

No, she didn't, not when their only chance of getting out of here was his plan, his insane, almost stupid, plan.

Touch

It has his touch she craved, craved but could never have. Why? Because he was the one who got away.

Across

She knew it was wrong, but now, now it was far past too late. As she looked across the room her eyes met Castle's, she saw the sadness in his eyes but she saw his pain tinged happiness, his happiness for her, that he was using to cover it up. There was no doubt about it, this was a mistake.

Jump

He was going to make her jump. He was going to make her squirm and, if he got really lucky, squeal. He couldn't wait.

Advertised

The gift had not come as advertised. This left Kate with a box of god knows what that was only taking up space in her apartment. Pulling out her phone she dialed the one person she knew would enjoy her plan "Hey Castle" she said "You wanna come burn stuff?"

Nominated

Dear Ms. Beckett,

We are thrilled to inform you that you have been nominated for the Police Combat Cross due to the events of November 17th 2011-

Kate looked up, the tears shining in her eyes as she read it. She should be honored, she should be thrilled, but it's hard to be thrilled about a medal you could receive when your partner is dead because of what you failed to do.

Ringing

"Ignore it." He whispered, grabbing her wrists as she made to grab her phone "Please." He added, placing a trail of soul searing kisses on her neck.

Notified

Evicted.

Kate wasn't exactly sure of the terms for her eviction but she had been notified that she had to move out in a week, but that was seven days ago and she still had no where to go. Grabbing her phone she pressed his speed dial "Castle." She said, letting some of her anger slip through "I need a favor."

Erase

Some mornings Kate whished she could erase the scar, this morning was not one of them. As she felt his fingers tracing the outline of the pucker mark, his lips kissing the memory away, replacing it with himself, so that when she would get caught looking at the scar, he would be there.

Form

Castle looked down at the form in front of him, for all his writing prowess he had no clue what this was supposed to be telling him. Maybe Kate would know, he mused as he pulled out his cell phone "Detective Beckett, how much do you know about skydiving?"

Guided

"Hide me!" Castle squeaked to Beckett as he came careening around the corner into the precinct.

"Why?" she asked, worried and her hand flew to her gun.

"Alexis wants something from me and when she wants something she's like a guided missile." He explained hastily, looking around for escape options.

"What does she want?" Beckett asked as she watched Castle bee-line for one of the interrogation rooms.

He paused in the doorway and looked back at her "If I knew that she would already have it."

Kill

Kate Beckett would always remember her first kill, it would haunt her until the end of her days but at least, when the nightmares struck all these years later, at least she wasn't alone.