Maukraui (Stupido) Productions presents: Soaked
Disclaimer: I don't own it. Never will, let's get on with it.
Inspired by: Lily from The Hard Times Of RJ Berger.
Spoilers for: 2x14 (Quite old)
Summary: Kate hasn't gotten laid in weeks.
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Kate was walking down the hall at almost running speed. Her legs feeling more and more uncomfortable with every step. She went through the double door of the autopsy room. Her friend Lanie was doing something to a poor woman's head. Her own head was also somewhat hidden behind the body, so Lanie didn't see her friend come in.
"I'm soaked." Kate almost yelled into the room.
Lanie a little off at her statement slowly raised her head as well as an eyebrow.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me." Kate said moving around a little nervous with her feet where she was standing.
"I'm soaked. I'm turned on as hell, horny, whatever you wanna call it. I haven't had some decent sex in months." Lanie cracked a smile. "I'm serious Lanie, I feel like I'm gonna jump the first guy I see."
"Okay, and why did you come to me with this, instead of the very available Writer Boy. Who, if I'm not mistaken is incredible in this department." Lanie said teasing Kate with her oh so obvious attraction to Castle.
"You're not helping Lanie!" Kate said even more nervous.
"Oh come on girl it's all so obvious! But even if you're not ready to admit it at least get some health sex out of it."
Kate let out an embarrassed and annoyed groan.
Lanie pushed harder. "Kate think of it, that scene in Heat Wave was insane, just imagine how good he'll be in reality."
Kate had to admit Lanie was at least right about that. That scene was even better than that of Storm Fall.
"Can't you just hook me up someone you know." Kate said still resisting.
"I could but I won't."
"And why not?"
"Cause I know it'll fail."
"How can you be sure and besides, I'm just looking for something for one night."
"Hmmm, Well there's only one guy I can think of that will ever agree to it and will ever be good enough for you." Lanie said.
Kate was little amazed at her friends sudden attitude change, but wasn't gonna look a gift horse in the mouth. "Okay…write him down."
Lanie grabbed a pen along with a piece of paper that came out of nowhere and started writing down something.
"Here." Lanie said handing her the piece of paper.
Kate took the note from Lanie and read it.
'(Rick) Richard Castle' It read.
Kate looked up. She let out a sigh and dropped her shoulder, as Lanie kept a straight and serious face.
"Come on! Please." Kate all but begged.
"Sorry I won't have another fireman disaster date."
Kate was about to make a very snazzy comment, but before she could her phone rang.
Retreating a little from the body, she flipped it open and brought it to her right ear.
"Beckett" She said with some anger in her voice.
"Yo, boss we've got a bodies, 340 Amsterdam Avenue, Amsterdam Inn Hotel, 11th floor, room 437."
"Okay, I'll see you there"
She disconnected the call, and closed her phone.
"Sydney should have another companion for you two, in about an hour." Kate said leaving the room.
"Great. While I wait, why don't you do your jumping thing before you explode or something"
Kate raised both her eyebrows and turned around. Pushing the doors open she flipped her phone open again and hit the first speed dial.
It took a few second but eventually she heard a sound on the other end.
"Detective…?" Castle said on an almost seductive voice.
Kate's legs almost cracked at the sound of his voice. Normally she could take his seductive and playful behavior, but in her condition, he was bringing her to the brink of insanity. Her mind took control again and she focused.
"Are you sure, you can't read minds too?" Castle continued
"Thankfully no, Castle." Kate was well aware what he was getting at. His family had apparently a history of circus, con and other artists. His famous mind trick "You don't care and you want me to stop talking" was strangely right in every word.
"Why wouldn't it be great to know what people are thinking, could be very useful during interrogations."
"I'm sure, but I would also hear and see sexual advances from every single guy I see, most of those advances coming from you."
"Ouch, Detective, that went right through the heart. But, hey! Ever think there might be a reason us, man, make those kinds of advances?"
"You know I've asked myself that question every single day over the past 10 months."
"Shot two, right in the ass!"
"Yea well Castle, as you know I'm quite a shot." Kate's mouth was much quicker than her brain, this time. She regretted saying those words the moments after they were said.
"You sure are, Detective. But as to why us man do that kind of thing, you should either read the Heat Wave dedication, or look in the mirror. You'll know why."
Kate not really sure how to respond to that, decided to change the subject before her behavior got out of hand.
"I'll do that later. But right now we've got bodies in the Amsterdam Inn Hotel."
"Oh the hotel named after my favorite place on Earth and a murder, can this day get any better. I'll meet you in the lobby."
Kate's mouth was about to respond to his question, but thankfully before she could he hung up. Kate closed her phone.
A little stunned at how willing her body apparently was to get her in bed with Castle, she felt that the battle for control was being won by her body not her brain. The one she preferred to have in control.
Still shivering with every step she took the elevator down.
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Author's Note: It's been a while. I've had absolutely nothing for some time. UNTIL I came up with this. I promise I'm gonna mess with Beckett's head so bad! Also I'm absolutely not gonna be bothered by people who think it's OOC. I'm just gonna write what comes to me, so don't even bother complaining.
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