Everyone has done one, I just figured it was my turn!

This is my take on how Cops and Robbers should have ended. Kept a lot of heart ache at bay and just jumped straight to the lovveeeee! Ha

Trapper John crouched down in front of Castle, placing his gun to his throat. "I'm gonna make pretty red stains out of your boyfriend, Kate. I got my gun to his throat and I'm going to paint a Jackson Pollack with his insides!"

Kate heard Captain Peterson say something about calming the robber down behind her, but was too pissed to listen. "Listen to me, jackass. I do not control traffic, so you're gonna have to give me twenty minutes."

Kate's hand twitched toward her gun when he replied. "Now you got one minute, Kate!"

Captain Peterson took a step toward her, so she swiveled around in the chair away from him before answering. "No! I've got twenty. Do you hear me? Twenty. Because if you pull that trigger, I will walk through those doors and personally put a bullet through your skull."

Castle eyes widened when he heard Kate's loud voice over the phone, but was even more surprised when he heard Trapper John's response. "Okay, Kate. You got twenty more minutes."

He let a sigh of relief when Trapper John pulled the gun away, but had to hold back a huff of disgust when he spoke to him. "Your girlfriend is a hellcat."

He rolled his eyes at the robber when he answered. "Yeah, well, she's not my girlfriend."

(Time Skip)

Kate's heart sank when the explosion went off. She couldn't breathe.

She sprang up from her chair, hoping more than anything there had been a wreck or something, anything that would explain the explosion. Her nightmare was confirmed when she stepped out from the van and saw the billows of dust blowing out from the bank.

She ran inside, screaming his name. Hoping. Praying. "CASTLE! CASTLE!"

"In here!"

She ran the rest of the way, following the voice she had been sure she would never hear again. Once she was in the vault with him and the other hostages she cut his restraints before checking him, felling his shirt, making sure this wasn't some sick dream. He smiled up at her and caught her eyes, about to say something before his mother cut in.

Martha was grinning at the two of them when she spoke. "He's not the only one here you know."

Castle's head fell back in defeat when Kate looked over to his mother, blushing as she apologized to her.

(Time Skip)

Alexis had stayed up with them until around midnight. Martha had made it until around 12:30 before citing exhaustion and heading up stairs, leaving them in the living room, both on the couch with the almost empty bottle of wine on the table.

Castle and Kate had been enveloped in a playful banter, still teasing each other over who had saved who most, when Kate let something slip that caught Castle completely off guard. "I may have saved you today, but you saved me one more time than you remember. From my mother's case."

She took another sip from her wine glass as if it should have been the most natural thing to say, but it put Castle in a tail-spin. "Kate… I, um, what?"

She smiled and poured a little more into both of their glasses. "It would have consumed me. You did good, Hooch."

Giggling at her own joke, she looked up to Castle, a shiver running down her back at the look she was getting in return. She then realized how serious of a turn their conversation had taken and, using her better judgment from the clearer part of her mind, stood up and made her way for the door. "Anyways, it's been fun but I think I should go home now. Long day of paperwork tomorrow."

Castle had gotten up with her and grabbed her as she reached for the door, spinning her around to look at him. "Kate…"

Whatever he had been going to say was cut off when her lips landed on his. She regretted it immediately but his surprise was long gone and he grabbed her, pushing her up against the closed door. This little sample of force was gone in seconds though, replaced by tender, almost what she considered loving kisses, continuing until she felt like she would run out of air. He moved from her lips to gently kiss at her neck, causing her to realize that what she thought had been regret had been something much worse. She liked it. And she definitely loved him.

He felt her form go stiff and he froze, pulling back, immediately apologetic. "Kate, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have. I…I'm so sorry."

Kate shook her head and met his lips again, this time in a quick kiss, before pulling away. "No, I'm sorry. I'm too much in my own head right now. We need to talk about this. Just later. For example, when we are sober."

He nodded somberly, reminding her a bit of a scolded puppy. She couldn't help and smile at how cute it was. She leaned in, kissing his cheek, her smile growing when he looked up at her with a hopeful expression. "We will talk about this later Castle. Just not now."

Taking a step back, he opened the door for her, his usual smile now gracing his face. "Well then. Until tomorrow, Detective Beckett."

Grinning she lifted up in her flats to kiss him once more. "Until tomorrow, Mr. Castle." She sauntered out past him, walking down the hall, and leaving him with lots on his mind.

He grit his teeth and shut the door behind her, muttering under his breath. "Looks like a cold shower tonight."