It's Not About The Books Anymore
"Then why do you keep coming back Rick?" Kate knows the answer.
He stares at her with disbelief, as if she doesn't know why. The whole precinct knows why he keeps coming back. There is a moment of silence between the two. It's the challenge, the calling, curiosity, and the frustrating aura of Kate Beckett. It's her. That's why he returns time and time again. It's her straight arrowed strong nature and brave attributes. The way she has allowed him to break down her walls and peer beyond her layers to find that the tough ass woman who never cries has a small scared child crying frozen in time hidden beyond those walls, stuck in a dark alley of yesterdays.
She stares back into his blue eyes and wonders almost dares him to say the words she knows to be true. She knows damn well why he keeps coming back and so she waits as the air hangs heavy between the two. She knows why. It's because she allows him too. For her it's the rush, the fear, the lonely man with a lions heart and a childish cub inside, the way she is able to let him see into pieces of her she has been scared to visit until she met him, it's the passion, a fragile soul that reminds her of herself at times, and the beauty of all that is Rick Castle.
They are opposite, but if you put the challenge, curiosity, and calling together with the fear and rush. You will find deep down the two fragile souls within are anything but fragile together. Together you find love as strong and challenging as can be with soft moments of comfort and faith within. You will find a fine balance of a world unknown, an alienated language only understood by the two that live in it.