This is my first attempt at fanfiction. I've had plenty of ideas, but haven't done anything until now. Please read/review, and feel free to correct my grammer/usage, I'm not 100% familiar with formatting for narratives.

So here's the first chapter. It's mainly 1x07, but the story will start to deviate after this. I don't own either Castle or Train's music.

Enjoy!

Hey, Soul Sister

Your lipstick stains, on the front lobe of my left-side brains.
I knew I wouldn't forget you, and so I went and let you blow my mind.

Your sweet moving, the smell of you in every single dream I dream.
I knew when we collided, you're the one I have decided, who's one of my kind.

Rick Castle didn't know what to think. He kept seeing the events of the night over and over, as if someone had pressed some cosmic 'repeat' button. It was surreal. So much so that if he weren't still wearing his tux he would've though he dreamed the whole thing.

The moment she walked through that door she had him. Instantly, Kate Beckett caught his attention. He thought she was gorgeous, but then he noticed something odd. Was Beckett nervous? "No," he thought. "Kate Beckett never gets nervous." Staying as silent as possible Rick watched as his mother attached a necklace around Kate's neck. He couldn't help but think how perfect she looked, right now. She was talking to his mother and daughter as if they've known each other all their lives. Maybe it was all her police training that made her so good at speaking to families. Or maybe she was just that caring of a person. He decided that the latter was probably more accurate. After noticing the time, the two made their exit, but not without one final inspection by Martha and Alexis, of course.

Rick didn't feel like he had walked a red carpet. No. He had done the whole carpet thing hundreds, if not thousands of times. He had felt like he was walking on a cloud – and she was on his arm. The one and only Kate Beckett. To be fair it was all in the line of duty, but it still happened, right? Of course it did. And all through the entire evening, he thought she was amazing. Even when she went back to her super-cop persona and arrested their suspect, he found her amazing.

As he approached the door to his apartment Rick contemplated that last thought. "Amazing" just didn't seem like a good enough word to describe Kate Beckett. Opening the door he found his daughter and mother lounging in the living room.

"Waiting up for me I see?"

"Nonsense darling." Martha rose to greet her son. Giving him a kiss on the cheek before making her way towards the stairs she said "We just wanted to make sure that you hadn't gotten yourself killed. You know how those high-society people can be. Always looking over their shoulder for someone who's trying to steal what they've worked oh so hard for." Rick noticed the pang of sarcasm in her voice.

"Goodnight mother", Rick said flopping down on the couch beside Alexis.

"And what are you doing up so late missy?"

"Dad, it's not a school night, and I've gotten all my schoolwork done."

"Well that's not at all what I meant my dear. Shouldn't you be out at some wild and crazy party, breaking laws, making memories?"

She rolled her eyes at her father. "Please Dad. Now, tell me! How was your evening with Detective Beckett?"

"Well," Rick started, "we arrived at the party and we danced, got a drink even. It was quite an uneventful hour or so."

"Really?" Alexis interrupted.

"Let me finish, let me finish. That is, it was uneventful until your grandmother attempted to auction me off." Alexis' eyes grew wide and she could barely hold in her laughter. "I don't know who won, because then I saw this guy, Paul, taking pictures of peoples' jewelry. So the boys run a background check, then Beckett arrests him!"

"No!?"

"Yes! So we get him down to the station and get the confession. You see, he was working for this other criminal. We get to this guy's apartment and the team stormed it, only to find him running the other direction, so Beckett starts chasing him." He could see how excited his daughter was getting over the story. "And by the way, did I mention that I actually stayed in the car this time?"

"Dad! Come on! Why does that matter? Tell me what happened!"

"Oh it matters. Because then, this guy that Beckett's chasing, Nadir, lands on the hood of the car…that I'm sitting in!" He raised his hands in an effort to stress the shock. "And then get this, Beckett pins him to the ground, and well I never would've thought she'd say what she did."

"What?" The anxiety was just killing her.

"She said, and I do believe this is correct… 'go ahead, I need the practice'."

"Seriously, dad? 'I need the practice'? Are you sure you're not making this up? You do have a pretty active imagination."

"Seriously, that's what she said." Rick sighed, leaning back into the couch with his daughter. "I just don't get it Alexis."

"What do you mean?"

"She can be this tough-as-nails cop one minute, then this elegant woman walking into a high society event, and then she turns back into this fierce detective. She's, she's -"

"Extraordinary?"

"Exactly! Now, go get to bed. Even though you don't have school tomorrow we're waking up early."

"What? Why"

"Five-star breakfast. My treat. Just be wide awake by the time it's on the plate." Rick gave his daughter a kiss on the forehead before following her upstairs.

During breakfast the next morning Rick heard the footsteps as his mother lead her into the kitchen.

"Darling, we have a visitor." He looked up from the pan to see Kate Beckett making her way into the room.

"Ah, pretty butch Castle." Kate said commenting on his new shiner.

"I know, right? Come grab a chair."

"Oh no, I just came to return your mom's jewelry."

"You saved my life the least I can do is make you some eggs." He wasn't letting her get away that easily.

"No, really I have to get-"

"Nonsense, you sit down right here." said Martha. She could be just as persistent as her son. "Tell us all about last night, we've only heard his version." she added with a roll of the eyes.

"Alright, shall I begin at the red carpet?"

"Yes, please!" Alexis quickly rearranged the plates in front of her so she could turn to face the detective.

"So…"

Rick put down the towel in his hands and leaned his elbows on the counter. While he was watching her with his daughter and mother his thoughts from the previous evening returned. She really did look perfect in their little world. He realized that Alexis hit the nail on the head. Kate Beckett was extraordinary, and Rick Castle never wanted to miss a moment of her company.

Hey, soul sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo, the way you move ain't fair you know. Hey, soul sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do, tonight.

Well?? I'm almost done with the second chapter. Hope everyone enjoyed this one!