And, we're back. This wonderful piece came from the KNOCKDOWN spoiler pic of Castle and Beckett [INSERT SPOILER ALERT HERE]. If you don't want to be spoiled, leave now, 'cause I'm about to spoil it for you! Muahahahaha, evil laugh.

I'm a hard core CASKETT fan, and I cannot wait for this episode, but come on... the pic... it looks like Castle is squashing her face. :D. lol, that is where this fic came from.

Riot and Biskit don't own anything other than TIMMY THE TRASHCAN. He is RIGHFULLY Riot's. Riot loves RE, like so much... it hurts. CB3

Warehouse? Why Not Trashcan?

Castle and Beckett are running toward the warehouse in pursuit of the newest murderer for ABC's newest episode of Castle. Beckett suddenly stops, and Castle runs into her.

"Why'd you stop?" Castle stammered, trying to catch his breath.

Beckett coolly shook off her fatigue, "I don't know where he went…"

"…Uh...in the warehouse?"

The detective shrugged, crossing her arms stubbornly. "They always go in the warehouse!" she barked, "Maybe this time he went in a trashcan!"

Castle rolled his eyes, "Let's go check then." He huffed.

The duo walked over to the lone trashcan against the corner of the building. The name TIMMY was written across it.

Castle nudged the detective, "Go ahead, check the trashcan…"

Beckett lifted the lid up slowly, and out popped Kevin Ryan.

"W. T. F!" Castle jumped back with a start.

Beckett narrowed her eyes, "What are you doing in there?"

"Looking for a couch," Ryan replied innocently. "Esposito doesn't like the red one anymore."

"Did you find one?" Castle asked.

"Noo… but I found over four dozen copies of Heat wave, and 13 copies of Naked Heat. Castle, this trashcan is your biggest fan."

Castle frowned and Beckett chuckled. Castle turned to the detective.

"Don't laugh, Beckett. You were the inspiration."

"Watch yourself, Kitten. I carry a gun."

The writer nodded before closing in on the detective.

Beckett's eyes widened, OH MY GOD, HE'S ABOUT TO EAT MY FACE!

Castle smashed his face into Becketts, OM NOM NOM NOM NOM.

Beckett tries to pull away, but Castle's strong grip on her back keeps her planted, OH MY GOD HE'S EATING MY FACE.

Ryan screams, jumping out of the trashcan and pointing with an oven mitt on his hand. "OH MY GOD HE'S EATING HER FACE!"

Esposito suddenly pops out of the trashcan and runs, tackling Castle to the ground.

Castle rolls over, groaning. "WTF, Brah?"

"I thought you were eating her face off!"

Ryan walked over and helped Castle up. Beckett wiped her face before rolling her eyes. "This is almost as dumb as the time we broke the bed."

Esposito turns to her with a raised eyebrow, "You and Castle broke a bed?"

"I don't want to hear it… you and Ryan just popped out of a trashcan together."

Esposito backed off, and Beckett grabbed Castle's hand, throwing him against the trashcan. "Let me show you what a real kiss is like, writer boy."

The two moved in sync, capturing each other's lips, just like in the movies. As they proceeded to eat each other's lips off…Ryan and Esposito watched from afar. They finally decided to give the two some privacy, and together they skipped off, giggling and holding hands.

The killer got away, but who cares? CB and RE sure didn't.

Oh wait, was that the end?

Someone should remind the clouds that it's illegal to rain on Sunday.

Let us know what you think? Can't wait for episode Nikki Heat coming sooooon! *squeels*