Title: How About A Romance?
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Castle, but sadly enough I do not.
Summary: When Kate teases Castle about how simple writing must be, he challenges her to write something for him. She accepts and decides to shadow him for a couple days at the loft.
"You're under arrest, for murder," Kate said after she caught her breath, as she slapped the cuffs on the wrists of her suspect.
He had tried to run away from Ryan and Esposito, who had broken down the door on the front side of the house. She had planned to go in the front with them, but saw the man make a run for it through the window. So she sprinted toward the back of the house, Castle of course trailing behind her.
Little did she know that her suspect was a bit of a ninja, and as she tried to tackle him he flipped right over her. Soon he was standing above her and placed a foot on her torso. Right when he had crouched down to look her in the eye, Castle had knocked the back of his head with a trash can lid that had been laying in the yard.
Their killer fell to the ground and Kate quickly rolled over and pinned him down. She sent Castle a quick smirk and then cuffed the man.
…
They all sat around a table at the Precinct, enjoying a cold one after closing their case. Kate was laughing and enjoying Ryan's version of Castle knocking out the suspect that had her on the ground. Then she looked to Castle sitting next to her.
"You know, Castle. All this research must be finally paying off. You actually did a good job taking down that suspect today," Kate said to him over her drink.
"I resent that," Castle said loud enough for everyone to hear. "I like to think that I always do a good job helping out on all of our cases."
Kate let out a small laugh; she had to tease him just a little bit. "Oh you do. All I'm saying is you actually physically took a guy down without putting yourself in danger this time. The physical stuff takes fast thinking. Being a writer, only releasing one book a year and all –"
"Hey, hey," he cut her off. "I will have you know that being a writer takes some critical thinking, too."
"I'm sure it does. Making stuff up is so hard," she said giving him a smartass glare, while Ryan and Esposito let out oooo's listening to their conversation.
"I'd like to see you try it, then. Maybe you should write something for me," Castle challenged. "Yea! Bring me something next week and the guys and I here can read it. You'll see how hard it is to write something with a deadline and people actually reading your work."
"You know what, you're on!" Kate decided. Little did Castle know she had taken a couple creative writing classes and this would be cake. She got up and stepped a little closer to him, leaning towards him a little farther than she probably should have. "Set your stakes, Rick. How long does this have to be?"
Castle swallowed and stared up at her. This was all too exciting. "Make it five pages. What's today, Thursday? Bring it to me first thing next Thurday, let's see what you've got!"
"No, no, no. I have a better idea," Kate said surprising him yet again. "You get to follow me at my work, it's time to turn the tables. I have the next two days off. How about I shadow you? Why don't you just show me how much critical thinking this writing really takes?"
"Yea okay, I'm game. Be at the loft, at the crack of dawn. Don't be late," he said looking down at her.
After a moment of the two standing a little too close and staring into each other's eyes, Esposito cleared his throat. Kate now noticed how closely they were standing, and she jumped back a bit. She walked over to the door, passing Esposito's smug look without giving it too much thought.
"Well seeing how I have to wake up early tomorrow, I guess that's my cue to go. Goodnight guys."
She passed by her desk to grab her coat on the way to the elevator. She was being a little bit smug herself. Giving Castle hell for the next two days could be fun. She knew exactly what she was doing.
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"I don't know what I'm doing!" Kate exclaimed into her phone two hours later.
When she got home and took a shower that night, it actually gave her time to think about what was going to happen for the next two days. What had she gotten herself into? Two whole days with Castle at his loft, with him telling her how he writes.
Well, if he actually told her how he writes it could be fascinating. But he would never just sit and go over writing with her for two days. How he ever finishes anything is beyond her, he can't sit still long enough. Then she thought about all the kiddish things he does all the time and smiled to herself. It was cute. Then it hit her how cute she thought he was, and how much could go on being in the loft with him for the next couple of days. Oh shit. What had she gotten herself into?
"Just calm down, girl. It was was your idea in the first place. You know that, right?" Lanie asked her.
"Yea, I know! But I just had two beers at the time and he looked so good. He actually did so great today, he knocked our suspect out – the one that had me pinned – and I just was just teasing him a little bit. Then he was right there challenging me to write something and I had to do it. What am I gonna do now?" Kate was talking way too fast.
"Wait," Lanie said and Kate could hear the smile in her voice. "He looked so good?"
"Lanie be serious! The only thing you heard out of that was that I think he looked good," Kate said, freaking out a little bit. "I have a problem here."
"Okay, I am being serious. If you think spending a couple days at Castle's loft is a problem, then you really do have a problem. You could always just call him and say you changed your mind. You don't have to go."
"Yes I do! There's no way I would ever live it down. Plus Ryan and Esposito were both right there when I agreed to it. I have to do it," Kate said, flustering herself just thinking about it.
"Well then do it! You never know, it could be fun," Lanie advised her letting out a yawn on the other side of the phone.
Kate shrugged. "Yea fun," she said sarcastically. "I'm just going to go to bed then, since I have to be there so early. I don't know why in the hell I would have to be there at dawn. Night, Lanie."
"Good night. At least try to have fun. Lord knows you need some," Lanie said before hanging up.
Kate wasn't tired. She didn't know what to do. However, it was already really late and she had to get up in the morning. She turned off the lights and laid down in her bed, staring at the ceiling for another hour until she finally fell asleep. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.
Okay so I'm kind of excited about this fic. I have a lot of ideas floating around in my head for what happens when Kate gets to the loft. I was trying really hard to make this all seem in character, so if it's not please tell me. I'm also in the middle of writing "Save Me, Partner" so I'll update them both when I get a chance to. Thanks, everyone, I hope you enjoyed it so far.
