A/N : So I don't own Castle, or the characters, or anything to do with it. I just love it! oh and all mistakes are mine

She swayed her hips seductivley in time with the music. Was she doing it on purpose? He didn't know, all he knew was that his yearning for her had just increased tenfold.

She looked up and locked gazes with him. She could learly see lust closuding his usually bright blue eyes, sending a wave of pleasure to her centre.

She stepped closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, securing her. His hands insstinctivley placed themselves on herr hips, pulling her even closer to his hard body.

Her fingers played with his collar, and he closed his eyes at her touch. One hand moved to stroke his ear, she leaned in, her lips almost touching his. She tugged gently and he breathed "Apples!" onto her ready to be kissed lips.

His lips gently touched hers as they kissed. The moment they touched they were in their own world. She pressed harder against his lips and surprised them both when her tongue came out, begging for entrance, which he happily granted.

If their lips touching had brought them into their own world, then when their tonues danced for the first time, it felt like the end of their world.

She couldn't help the moan that escaped her, it spurred him on. It made him more adventurous. His hands moved to cup and squeeze her ass softly.

Her hands moved too his hair, her fingers running through it frantically.

When thhey broke apart, her lips never left his skin. She kissed his stubbly jaw, his slightly sweaty neck. She ran her tongue up to his ear, took his earlobe between her teeth, bit down gently, sucked on in, then released it.

"My place or yours?" she whispered, her hot breath clouding his mind, making any type of speech impossible.

"Ummmm…errr, yours!" he spluttered, when she'd started kissing his neck again.

She pushed away from him.

"Let's go," and she walked towards the exit.

They got to her apartment without jumping each other, or even touching each other. But as soon as her apartment door closed, she was being pushed up against it, and his lips were feasting on hers.

He was in control, she knew, he knew it, she loved it.

His lips left hers and trailed down to her neck, where he was blindly searching for her sweet spot.

A loud moan indicated that he'd succeeded, and her back arched into him. He bit down hard on it, and oh, did he love the reaction.

"mmmmm….ohhhh…ohhhh…CASTLE!" she screamed, he smiled against her skin and continued assulting her in as many delicious ways as possible.

Could this get any better she thought.

Yes it could.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and he started moving them to her bedroom, his lips still on her neck.

"Kate"

she looked down at Castle, but he was still busy sucking her neck.

"Kate"

there it was again, there was no possible way that it was Castle could've said it. Her lust fogged brain caught onto the fact that the voice was female.

"Kate, look at me!"

She tore her gaze away from Castle and looked up. She saw her mother's corpse standing there, blood pouring out of the stab wounds.

"Kate!" she said. Her are was stretched out towards her trying to grab her. Castle, oblivious, was heading in that direction.

Kate was too frozen to do anything. The corpse grabbed her arm. Castle didn't even notice

"What about me Kate? What about me?"

Her eyes flew open, she was staring at her ceiling. It was a nightmare, the same nightmare. But now she found herself less responsive whenver her mother showed up. She needed to go and see Dr Burke. Now.

"Kate, I haven't haerd from you in a while, I assumed things were going well."

"They were, are," she corrected herself.

"Then why are you here?"

"I have this dream," she started. "I'm with Castle, and we're dancing, but we end up kissing and going back to my place. Things get heated and he's taking me to my room, but then someone calls out my name, it's not Castle, cause I can see what hos mouth is doing. Someone else is calling out my name. I look around and find that my dream has just turned into a nightmare. My mom's corpse is calling out to me. There's blood pouring out from where she was stabbed, and she keeps on saying 'What about me Kate? What about me?' it's reccuring, but every time I have this dream…er… nightmare my interactions with my mom get shorter and shorter. I used to be able to talk to her, but now I can't even speak to her. It's confusing and scaring me.' She flopped down on the chair and covered her face with her hands.

Dr Burke took a deep breath, readying his response to her outburst.

"Kate, look at me."

Tears had formed on her face when she removed her hands from her face.

"The reason that your time with your mother is reducing in your nightmare is due to the fact that you have feelings for catel, and are only now acting upon them. You've said that you've put your mothers case on hold for a while. That's good. You're being defined by who you are now, not your mother's case. You're letting go, it's a good thing Kate, you've stopped burdening yourself with this, and Castle has helped you do that. You will solve your mother's murder, but in time. This is what your dream is telling you."

More silent tears rolled down her face, but she knew his words were true.

"Thank you Dr Burke. I really needed this." She whispered, not sure of her voice.

"It's my job." He simply replied.

A/N : Ok so I've started a new fic, obvoiusly, let me know what you guys think of it, please. I have an idea of where this wants to go, but only immediate future, so like a couple of chapters planned.