Hello Readers! I'm a writer and a HUGE Castle fan. This is a story with a series of prompts for each chapter. The Word count will be no less than 600 and no more than 2000 for each story. Feel free, in fact I encourage, reviews with prompts inside them! Here is the first one then for you...
Disclaimer: I don't own Castle, sadly.
Prompt: Castle and Beckett go to Coney Island and one of them rocks the ferris wheel and the other freaks! Post-ep for 5x22-Still.
It wasn't her idea to do this; not at all. Now she was clinging to him, begging him to stop. She felt like she was bargaining for her life as she shouted each time the cart rocked forward.
"Castle! Stop! It's not funny!"
"It is hilarious, Beckett! This is the first and only time I will ever get to have you as a terrified little bundle in my arms. This is by far our best trip to Coney Island yet." Every slight fluctuation of the seat made Kate grip his arm tighter.
They had taken a trip to Coney Island on a whim for their date night and now Beckett was regretting suggesting it at all. The top of the Ferris wheel was not at all where she felt comfortable. She'd never been scared of heights before but when she found herself hanging from a building the day she and her boyfriend got together, Katherine Beckett was terrified. Richard Castle however had insisted that it was a very 'coupley' thing to do and she couldn't resist the way his eyes lit up. He really was a big kid, and she loved him.
Boy, did she love him! She had kept this secret inside of her for so long, it burned her insides yet she didn't feel ready to tell him. At the time she knew that he knew, that he could feel her love. That's what she told herself anyway. Finally, two days ago, when she was stood on a bomb that she was convinced would end, Katherine Beckett voiced the desire in a declaration of her love that she assumed would be her last, but alas she was saved. They'd cheated death again and Beckett knew that Castle deserved so much more than a "deathbed confession." He deserved so much more then a burst expressed from a woman he was leaving for dead.
So she told him again, many times. Each time she said it, it felt new, it felt real. She couldn't stop saying it, when he brought her coffee, each night before sleep, and in the silence of the night, in that precious time between wake and sleep, she whispered it to his skin in each kiss.
Except now he was being an ignorant and annoying, twit. Deliberately rocking the cart on the Ferris Wheel when he knew full well that she was incredibly anxious about it.
"Please," she sobbed into his arm, not looking down at the swinging ground beneath them.
"Alright, okay! Okay! I'll stop," he chuckled as he wrapped his arm around her. "What's up Beckett? This isn't like you at all."
"You'll laugh," Beckett whispered hoarsely.
"Now does that sound like me?" Castle asked her, a hand cupping her cheek and drawing her gaze to him.
"No," Beckett muttered in response. "I'll tell you when we reach the ground, I can't concentrate right now."
Back on the ground, arms linked and Castle holding a cone overloaded with cotton candy between them Kate opened up.
"I never used to be scared of heights, but when I was hanging from the building before Ryan caught me I just lost it. I found it even difficult to look out windows that are high up, I thought I'd gotten over it but it all came back. That feeling, the thought that I would never be able to tell you that I loved you. That we wouldn't be able to do this," she gestured to their linked arms.
"I'm so sorry Beckett, if I'd known… had any idea… you know I would never intentionally hurt you. I was just… It's just you were so cute… with the clutching and… sorry," Castle stammered.
"It's okay, I really did kind of like snuggling into you by the way."
"I love you, Kate. So much and I really am sorry. It'll never happen again," Castle put the cotton candy into a nearby garbage can and pulled Kate into a deliberate kiss. Their stopping in the midst of the path caused slight awkwardness for the crowd around them but Kate and Castle couldn't care less.
"I love you too. And I trust you completely. Let's go home."
