Oh, hey everyone! I'm back! I thought about giving myself a little break before diving into the next story, but my insomnia got the best of me.

For those that followed me for my first story (No Laughter for His Medicine), this is the sequal. For those that are just finding me as a writer, you don't have to read that in order to get this one, but you may find it helpful to get an idea as to how I write and the direction I'm taking our beloved Caskett.

*Insert the obligatory Marlowe is a genius and I own nothing quote here*

Hope you enjoy!

Castle and Beckett had gone back to sleep for a bit after their little setting-the-date celebration. They knew their guests would still be asleep, so they decided to lay in bed just a little while longer. Castle was sitting up, leaning against the headboard while Beckett was sitting in between his legs, leaning her back into to his chest with his arms wrapped around her waist. She had grabbed the calendar one more time to make sure that he was really on board with the date they had picked.

"So it's settled then. You're really ok with this date?"

"Kate, I already told you. Just tell me when and where and I promise I'll be there."

And you're sure we'll be able to get everything done in time? Remember, I've never done this before, so I have no idea what goes in to planning one of these things."

"Kate, it's a little over five months. I can't promise it will be easy and it will be a bit rushed, but I can promise you that we can do this and it will be amazing!"

Smiling at the thought of them getting married and starting their life together, Kate couldn't help but remember what this date meant to them. "Castle, you know what day this is, right?"

"It's a Sunday?" He said with a smirk pretending not to know what the actual date signified. Truth was, he knew exactly what that date meant to them. "OWWWW! Ok! OK! APPLESAPPLESAPPLES!" Castle screamed as Kate pinched his thigh.

"That's what you get for being a wise ass!"

"I'm sorry, Kate," he said as he gave her a tight squeeze. "But do you really think that I'd forget one of the most important days of my life? The very foundation in which our love is built upon? You wound me, woman! In fact, not only do I know exactly what that date means, I even remember word for word what you said to me that day."

"Oh, please, Castle. You couldn't even remember my cell phone number the other day! There's no way you remember what I said to you," she said turning her head so that she was now looking up at him.

"Hey! To be fair, that's what speed dial is for. Anyway, I believe it went something like this," he said as he smiled recalling exactly how their first encounter went. "You walked up behind me and said, 'Mr. Castle?' I spun around, sharpie in hand and said, 'Where would you like it?' You then flashed your badge and said the greatest 20 words you have ever said to me. 'Detective Kate Beckett, NYPD. We need to ask you a few questions about a murder that took place earlier tonight.' And that, my dear detective, is the beginning of our love story," he said with the smuggest of looks on his face as he just proved her wrong.

She was trying not to be happy at the fact that he remembered all of that. She didn't mind that he was right about it all. What she was, was mad that he had just proved her wrong. "Ugh. I suppose you deserve a little credit for remembering," she said rolling her eyes still trying to hide her smile.

"A little credit? Beckett, please! I think a memory like that deserves a reward. Don't you think?" He said while giving her his famous eyebrow wiggle as he leaned in for a kiss.

"Uh, no, Castle. I hate to burst your bubble, but it's almost 10 and we have guests here. Guests that are probably hungry! Sorry, bud, but your reward will have to wait until later," she said giving him one last peck on the lips before jumping out of bed and heading to the bathroom. "Besides, don't you want to share the news?"

"Eh. I guess we'll eventually have to leave the room, huh?" Hearing the sound of the shower being turned on, Castle had gone over to one of his drawers to pull out a few colored pens. Now that the date was set, Castle took it upon himself to mark it down on the calendar. Finding the page he needed, he stared at the date trying to figure out what to draw. Ten minutes later, after he finally figured out what to do, he was done. He had finished just in time as Beckett finished her shower. He laid the calendar back down where she had left it and sat on the bed trying to look as innocent as possible.

The second she walked out of the bathroom she took one good look at him immediately knowing he had done something. Stopping to look around the room, Beckett crossed her arms and squinted her eyes at him. "Castle, what did you do?"

"Whaaaat? Beckett why do you always think that I've either done something or am up to something?"

"Because you usually do and you usually are! Please remember what I do for a living and that subtlety isn't your strongest asset. You know what? Never mind. Just go get dressed. I'd like to leave the room to get food sometime soon."

Shrugging his shoulders and giving her a kiss on the cheek, he headed off into the bathroom to start getting dressed. After putting on a T-shirt and a pair of leggings, Beckett started making the bed. When she pulled the duvet off to straighten out the flat sheet, the calendar had fallen to the floor flipping open to the exact page Castle had just finished drawing on.

Picking it up, Kate couldn't help but give a huge smile at the sight of the drawing. That man, she thought. That amazing, silly, wonderful man had taken the time to make sure that the date they had just picked for their wedding was clearly marked on the calendar. Calendar still in hand, Kate walked over to her dresser where she put on her engagement ring. She couldn't help but look down at her hand and admire the ring as it caught the light perfectly.

"I don't know what sparkles more. The ring when the light hits it in just the right way or the look in your eyes every time you put it on," he said as he made his way to her from the bathroom. "I see you found my drawing?"

Wrapping her arms around his torso, Kate couldn't help but pull him in for a kiss. Pulling away and looking up into his eyes, she smiled as she said, "I did and I love it. And you. I love you, Rick."

"Let's go make breakfast, shall we?" Castle grabbed her hand as they made their way out of the bedroom.

The calendar lay open on the March 2014 page. There in the March 9th box, 'KB + RC = 4E' was written in a bright purple marker, calligraphy style, with a giant red heart around it.

Rick Castle and Kate Beckett had finally set a date.

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