I'm planning on making this a series of One Shots, meaning, for each episode I'll write a One Shot. I don't know if they'll have the same writing style, like this one (it was kinda new, I usually don't write like this but I quite like it and it seemed fitting somehow.) We'll see how it goes. I'll probably have one scene out of the episode and write something to it, not like this one, although I might try my luck with the other eps as well. (Also, English is not my first language and this isn't beta'd or even re-read. I, for once, typed it as it came and left it that way without any editing. And it's nearly 3am... lol. So, my fair warning, after but whatever, any mistakes are mine but you can keep them if you want to ;) )

She couldn't believe it. She was about to meet the Richard Castle. She'd never met him in person before and she couldn't bring herself to care that this time, it was only for the job as well. She would finally meet him.

Kate took a deep breath before she stepped closer to the man at the bar she had recognized as Castle a few seconds earlier. Okay, Kate, this is business. Nothing unusual about it. Another breath and she spoke.

She was excited about the questioning. She had read his case file, he was ... interesting, to say the least. She had heard about the police horse incident but didn't get any names out of the talks. She never understood why on earth someone would steal a police horse- naked. She shook her head at it again, trying to shake the grin off of her face. She'd enjoy this one.

When she had seen the crime scene it didn't even take her a minute to recognize it from his books. She'd read them often enough after all. She knew the details as well as he must. So, as soon as they were at the actual topic of exactly those murders, she proudly presented the pictures and easily named the books they were from. She couldn't help the small smile that played at her lips and she knew her eyes must be sparkling. When he grinned back at her he knew he saw a huge fan of his sitting in front of him. When he mentioned it, Kate knew she had busted herself. His earlier books really weren't all that great but she never minded. She had read Flowers For Your Grave countless times and he must have had a good guess about it. It was hard to miss, really.

She wanted nothing more than for him to help her with the case just so she could be with him a while longer. Of course, his childish behaviour made it rather hard to concentrate. She knew he was a playboy but since she had never had the honor of meeting him before she didn't know the rest of his characteristics, besides his obvious charm. As a cop she couldn't show how much a fan she was and so she did t he exact opposite: Handled him like the annoying little boy he was. She had a feeling that his ego didn't need another boost. At all.

Blue. The dress in his books had been blue, not yellow. She'd seen the mistake before he even had a chance to mention it. When Kate looked up at the ME she could see that she knew. She gave her friend a fair warning not to even think about saying anything to him that could indicate she liked him or his books more than he had already figured out.

Then the thought of the other crime scene crossed her mind. She didn't know much about flowers, she'd never been one to like them all that much. They usually died on her rather fast so she didn't bother too much. However, she had checked the flowers Castle had used in his books, if only for a better image of how it looked like and what kind of flowers they were. She made a mental note to remind herself of this one later, after they were done with the current crime scene

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He had just kissed her. Not on the cheek, not on the mouth but on the corner of it. Her mind was racing and so was her heart. She was sure someone was able to hear both her thoughts and her heartbeat. A smile spread across her face. WIN! Her mind screamed and she wanted to do nothing more than throw her fist in the air and dance. But she couldn't. She was still at work after all and she did have a reputation to hold up. She was barely able to keep the idiotic grin at bay although somehow she managed. She wasn't sure how. At that moment, Kate felt like the happiest girl on earth. All because of a little kiss. She shook her head. She needed to concentrate. When she sat down her smile grew a bit wider before she suddenly realized that it was Richard Castle she was thinking about and he always seemed to have a hidden agenda. So, when she checked the files on her desk where he had sat only minutes ago, her thoughts proved themselves right the moment she saw one was missing. Damn him.

She called his mother. Kate sighed before she dialled the number. She was seriously calling his mother. Oh, dear. But he had practically asked for it and who would know better where to find the man if not his mother? And she was right. Martha had laughed into the phone before she gave Kate the location Castle was at. Well, that was...easy. She shook her head, grinning. That family seemed to be quite something. Grabbing her coat she was on her way out to get Castle.

Case closed. Thank God. She didn't know if she'd survive another minute with this man. Or if he would. At least not at work. There was that smile on his face again. That charming, adorable smile that just made her wanted to give in and kiss him. She smiled back at him and it only grew at the thought of him being one of her conquests- not the other way around. Yeah, she did like the sound of that but, no, she couldn't. They couldn't. She wasn't that kind of a person. She didn't just jump random people and especially not one Richard Castle. So, she stepped on her toes to let him know what he was missing and then went away, grinning widely and well aware of his eyes still on her. She bit her lip knowing she had gotten his attention like this. Playboy or not, he did not seem like someone who would hop into bed with every random woman that threw herself at him.

It was later as she tried to fall asleep when she couldn't get her mind off of Castle. He was fascinating her in more way than one. More ways than before, now that she had actually met him. She still couldn't tell if it was much of a pleasure but it was nice. Kate remembered how she had tried to hide her blush when he had said she was cute. Well, more or less her. And then he had been so damn accurate as to why she had become a cop. She knew he was good but never would she have imagined him to be this good. What were the odds? Apparently Richard Castle didn't play odds. Oh, whatever. With that she went out of her apartment to get a cab.

"How did you know?" She asked when opened the door after her soft knocks.

He looked at her puzzled. It must have been later than she had thought it would be. It usually was. But it didn't look as if he had been asleep either. She didn't wait for an invitation as she shoved herself past him and inside his loft. Why was she here again? Oh, right, curiosity. Or so she told herself anyway.

"Good evening to you, too, Detective." He grinned and closed the door before he turned around to ace her completely.

She rolled her eyes at him and took a further look at him.

"Are you checking me out, Detective?"

Maybe she had been looking a tad too long. Kate shook her head, not too vehemently so it at least seemed a bit truthful. It's not like she had meant to actually check him out.

"So, what did I know?"

She wanted to ask how he had been able to be so accurate about her life but decided against it at last. She barely knew the man and yet here she was, standing in his loft late at night with no real purpose anymore. She could always leave but once she was there...

"About...That it would have been great."

Oh, damn. How is this any better than the original reason you came? Idiot. That was so not good. She felt herself blush under his gaze and although he was grinning like a school boy again, his eyes seemed way softer than before. He must have figured out that that was not why she was there, no matter what she would say. But he played along, not pushing her somewhere she didn't want to go...yet. And since she started with the topic again...

He stepped closer to her, his eyes never leaving hers. There was something in the way he walked towards her that made Kate step back until she couldn't go any further. A bookshelf. Seconds later she found herself trapped between Castle and that damn bookshelf. She looked up at him, involuntarily biting her lip like she had earlier that day. She could tell he was about to kiss her again, only this time not at casual as the last one might have been. Just as she was about to ask what he was doing, he leaned in closer, smiling softly and letting his hand rest on her waist before his lips softly brushed hers. Her heart was racing like hell and she felt her stomach tingle. What was she doing? She knew the man for a few days only and yet she was actually kissing him back.

He extended his hand for her to take and smiled slightly. His eyes were soft but serious and she hesitated a few seconds. If she'd take his hand, she knew she wouldn't be going home that night. She wasn't that kind of person...or was she? No, she wasn't but she couldn't help herself. She had to admit to herself that she liked him, otherwise he wouldn't even had been able to kiss him. Kate sighed and smiled shyly before she slowly lay her hand inside his for him to take the lead for the night. She could regret later.

Should I add the rest of the series to this one or should I just upload them seperatily? What do you think?

Since this is mostly out of Kate's POV (sorta), I'd be willing to write one like this for Castle as well, just let me know if you're interested in it!

If you are interested in a second Chapter like this out of Castle's POV, I'd upload it on this one as well.

Why don't you leave me a line with some thoughts, critics or anything? I'd really appreciate it and it would definitely help me as well. Also, if you have any wishes or thoughts for this OS or upcoming ones for the other episodes, leave me a note as well and I'll try to see what I can do with/about it :)

Thanks a lot for reading! *leaves cookie jar and cocao*