He smiled at me and all I could think was 'Oh shit'.
How am I going to do this? How am I going to deal with this? There he is standing there with those crystal clear blue eyes and that glacier melting smile. I should say something. Look away. Fix my messy hair yet all I can do is sit here in this hospital bed hooked up to machines and technically naked under the thin cotton gown and all I can do is think Oh shit,"
"Hey Kate,"
"Hey Cas… Rick."
His smile had disappeared in order to talk but it was back again once he stopped. Why did he have to smile like that? Why did he have to keep looking at her like that?
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.
"Why are you smiling? Is it because I look like a wreck? Surprise surprise. I don't roll out of bed in the morning, hair curled, makeup done heels on. I'm not perfect Castle."
Castle shrugged. "Sometimes it's the impurities that make things unique, special and beautiful. But I am smiling because you are awake. I didn't think I'd see those beautiful eyes looking at me again."
Beckett froze. Oh shit, oh shit, Oh shit.
"That was some impressive tackle," she told him.
"You remember," Castle smiled.
Beckett took a deep breath. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. "I remember everything,"