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Kate Beckett decided to put her paperwork aside for a moment. While removing some things to make space for it, her eyes could easily see an empty chair. At first, the thing never caught much of her attention when it was placed there by someone. A successful crime-mystery novelist that she secretly admired. A somewhat childish individual with a helpful outside-of-the-box way of thinking. A man named Richard Castle. Her boyfriend.

Boyfriend.

The word echoed in her head. As juvenile as it might sound, she couldn't deny that he was exactly her boyfriend. The thought of him smiling at her made Beckett blushed. She unconsciously twirled her hair, something she always does whenever she feels giddy.

Being with Castle was totally different for her. It's a new experience that she was willing to learn. That man wasn't easy to understand, too. He could be really annoying at one moment and turn into a really serious person the next second. Being with him was fascinating— even she wouldn't dare to deny it—although she would never say it out loud. His ego didn't need to be fed with anything else; he already got that covered anyway.

She turned to her notepad, trying to find a specific detail about the case she thought she missed in the first place. She just flipped the fourth page when her cell phone rang. An incoming call, from Castle. She looked at the photo of them that she had set to be his caller ID.

"Beckett." She answered, trying so hard to sound normal.

"Jeez, Kate. Not so formal," she could hear him chuckle. "Have you finished?"

"Not yet. Because there's someone who only wants to help me solving the case, but not with the paperwork."

"He sounds like a bad man. Can you tell me where he lives? Because I can teach him a lesson," his voice sounded serious.

She smiled. That was exactly the man she fell in love with. "Come on, Castle. What is it? I need to finish this ASAP so I can go home and…"

"And then we can have dinner. The plan's still on, right?"

"Of course. Why did you take off so early, anyway? You're not even here when I talked to Mr. Welch to tell him that his son's killer had been caught."

"I have to build a rock-solid plan. I don't want our dinner just to be a take-away from Mr. Cho or a couple burgers from Remy's."

"They sound good enough, though."

He scoffed. "Really? Why are you making this easy for me?"

"The difficult part would be after the dinner."

"Kate Beckett! You're still at work!" he pretended to be shocked. "But you know… for a split second there, I oddly hoped that you had put this call on speaker."

"In your dreams, Castle. So, where are we going?"

"Why spill the beans now?" he teased.

"Fine. I gotta get back to this paperwork, okay? I'll call you as soon as I finish."

"Sure. See you,"

"See you, Castle."

He whispered quickly before cutting off the call. "Love you."

Beckett knew that there was a silly grin on her face, but what she didn't know was the fact that Esposito and Ryan were actually paying attention to her every move from the moment she took the call.

"She fell so hard, bro," Esposito shook his head in disbelief.

Ryan nodded weakly. "What has Castle done to her?"

"I don't know. But one thing for sure, it's totally working."

"Totally."