Hello fellow Castle fans! It's been a little while since I posted a fanfic. I have had nothing in me, for a fanfic or for my own book. But I did realize that after I wrote my last few Castle Fanfics, it had the creative juices flowing and I had mad inspiration for my Book that I am currently working on (writers block). SO! Here is what I am thinking. I Would love to hear any ideas you guys have for a one shot. Just give me the general Idea and title you wish. I'll write it if I like it, and post it with your name as inspiration. I don't know how many I will do, or when I'll get them out. But I promise I will get some out before Monday.

Criteria:

Title and Idea

Nothing past Rated T

Any Genre except maybe syfy and Poetry. I'll even do a song fic.

Your Patience

Only Caskett related

Nothing that would obviously be too far fetched for the pair. I like to stick to character as best As I can.

Don't really need a time-line unless you want one.

Length may very. That's about it. I start this off with an Idea I have had in my head since I re watched the one where Agent Shaw says Beckett is obviously a cat person.

Cat Person

Detective Kate Beckett pulls up to the latest crime scene and tugs her scarf tighter around her neck as she gets out of her Crown Vic. The Freshly fallen snow peppers the ground in the partially deserted street, the wind picking it up and playing with it now and then. With a sigh and a thrust of her freezing hands into her coat pockets, Kate makes her way to the scene. The yellow tape up ahead and the flashing red and blue lights leading her down the slippery street, heels clicking echoing throughout the area, surprisingly making her feel quite alone and forlorn. And then she sees Castle. A smile she tries to control spreads across her face, which she dials back in when she reaches him.

Rick Castle stands shivering against the cold, back to her, and shoulders shrugged up to his ears which are covered by blue earmuffs that match his scarf. His eyes are trained on the scene...that is until he hears her familiar walk and the clicking of her heels over the rushing breeze and winter chill. Turning towards her Kate lets out a low delightful moan when she sees he has two large coffees ineither hand. She reaches out, like a little kid would for a bar of chocolate in that "gimme" sort of wayworthy of Castle himself. He grins, his smile reaching those dazzling blue eyes and hands her the cup,unconsciously moving closer for warmth.

Kate closes her eyes on the first sip, feeling the hot beverage steam it's way down and warming her up instantly. She has this unmistakable smile playing on her lips she doesn't let escape often, but then schools it once she realizes that Castle is watching her in the creepy way of his. Her face grows serious instantly and she turns away from him and towards the scene. She spots Lanie huddle in the corner of a building by the front entrance to a trashing looking apartment complex.

"What have we got?" The female detective asks, walking by Esposito who's getting a statement from a leery looking man in a ratty old pea coat.

"Three gun shots." Lanie claps her purple latex hands together to warn off the cold and points to the first gunshot. "two to his chest." She looks up at her friend with a shiver and than stands up, pointing to the other gunshot. "This last one seems pointless." She removes her gloves with difficulty and bury her cold hands into her pockets.

"Suggest a crime of passion." Kate jumps a little at how close Castle's voice is to her ears. He's standing directly behind her and she can feel his arm brush her back.

Lanie looks back at the victim, a middle age man with half his face blown off and two more bullets to the chest. There is no doubt in anyone's mind that this man pissed someone off to be shot enough times to ensure he's dead. "Not much else I can do here until we get him to the morgue."

"Thanks Lanie." Kate watches her walk off and men start getting the body ready to be moved.

Ryan walks down the steps of the building and makes a colds sound through his teeth. "Guy was confronted out here, nothing to suggest his attacker was inside." He starts.

"Okay... I'll meet you back at the precinct." Kate says realizing there really isn't much else to do here. And she's glad, she's freezing her ass off She takes another view gulps of her coffee, "Hey Castle?" She turns around every which way but doesn't see him right off. She swears he was attached to her hip this entire time. She soon spots him across the way at a dumpster. "Castle!" She yells to him and he turns around, his hand inside the front of his coat.

He jogs over to her and holds his coat closed. "Going back?"

"Yea you comin?"

He only nods too cold to speak and the two of them walk back to the car as quickly as possible. In the car Kate doesn't waste anytime turning the heat way up. She glances at Castle, who has this strange look on his face and then focuses on driving through the busy street of New York. At a red light she chances another glance at him to find him looking into his coat suspiciously. Her brow furrows and she has top look away again when the light turns green. And then she hears it. A tiny little mew over the sound of the heat blasting.

"Castle?" Her voice is warning.

"Yes?"

"What do you have in your coat?" She peers over at him eyebrows raised but also very curious. The man sitting in the passenger seat may annoy her most often, but he's also intriguing.

"Nothing." He says in the most honest way he can. And of course the detective doesn't by it.

"Give it up Castle."

"It's so cold outside!" He starts, unzipping his coat all the way and a little calico head pokes out of his armpit. "I couldn't just leave her all alone to die out there!"

Kate's heart reaches out for the poor little kitten but she doesn't let it show. Instead she makes a tisk sound and turns away to focus on the road. Yet her attention is divided because Castle is talking quietly to the kitten who in turn cries out every now and then. Kate doesn't say anything else until they reach the precinct and are in the elevator. She can't help but glance at the cute little head that rests on Castle's coat zipper.

"What are you going to do with him?"

"Her."

"Fine, what are you going to do with Her?"

"I don't know yet, maybe I'll keep her." He says cooing the kitten and rubbing her little ears.

Kate raises an eyebrow and steps out of the elevator walking to her desk where she flops down in her chair with an exasperated sigh. She's happy to find the bullpen toasty warm, warmer than her apartment actually, and with much better coffee in the break room. Speaking of coffee... She looks into her empty cup after removing her coat, scarf and gloves and frowns into it.

"Would you like some more?" Castle observes from his seat, one leg crossed over the other and the little kitten sniffing his nose from her place on his chest. Kate has to admit he's adorable..the kitten. the kitten is adorable.

"Sure, thanks Castle." She says with a tiny smile, and then frowns when he gets up, placing thekitten in her lap.

"Just watch her for a sec." He implores pleading with his eyes before disappearing into the break room.

The Kitten mews, and Kate looks down at her with an un expected maternal feeling. Again the kitten mews. Kate picks her up and checks her over. Other than the fact that she's too young to be away from her mother, and a bit skinny, she's okay. Cold but okay. The kitten is fluffy and calico, with orange tabby on one side of her face, while the other is all Black. A small white line splits the colors in half between the eyes and down her chin and neck all the way down her body. Her tail is mostly black with a splash of orange on the tip. She's so cute. Kate searches around her, eying everyone and making sure Castle isn't around before she hugs the kitten to her.

"You poor little thing." Kate whispers, feeling the kitten shiver against her cheek and then burrow into the crook of her neck where she then stays. Kate smiles to herself, and than turns to her computer, quite comfortable with the kitten cuddle against her skin, also warming her up.

"I knew it." Castle says standing beside her desk. She didn't even know he was there or how long he's been standing there watching her.

"You don't know anything." She says. Carefully taking the offered steamy cup of delicious coffee from him and focusing only on the hot liquid inside. She doesn't want to meet his eyes because he's right, and doesn't want to give him the satisfaction.

"Fine then give little Beckett back." He says, sitting in his chair and reaching out.

"Little Beckett?" She asks un impressed, but leans away from him. Not wanting to give her up.

He smiles wickedly at her. "I knew you were a cat person."

I really cannot see her with any sort of dog for some reason. Maybe a cat, but that's also

hard to imagine as well. But She's more a cat person than dogs I think. I don't know. Anyway,

What did you think? And if you are interested, ideas are always welcome! Looking forward to it!