Sorry it took me so long to get this out. I was out of town for the weekend, and while I'd written another chapter for this, it didn't save and I lost it, and didn't have time to rewrite it before I left. So I'm going to start with this one.

******Edit****** FF went and took this down because the first chapter was a list. So, whoever left me a review toward the beginning, you were right, and I probably should have listened. And, thanks, to whoever decided to report this story. Really, it means a lot to me. I'm just lucky that I wasn't far enough into this story to have deleted any chapters from the doc manager, so I was able to put it all in a word doc.

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#1 Because she's his muse:

Kate walked into the study from the living room and smiled as she watched Rick continue to write.

"You're still not done?" She asked.

Rick didn't look up at her, but he shook his head in reply, which Kate took as a win. With a sigh, she pushed off the door frame and entered the room. She wandered around for a bit while the clicking from Rick's computer drifted around them.

After a moment, Kate sighed and plopped onto the couch across from his desk. Normally she loved having days off; it was always nice to get a break from murders. But usually, Rick didn't spend the whole day writing. Usually, he didn't write at all on her days off.

So far, she'd finished one book and got halfway through another. She'd called the housekeeper with their new grocery list, and put the groceries away when they'd arrived. And Rick still wasn't done.

After a moment, Kate heard a sigh, and then the clicking from the computer ended. She looked up to find Rick smiling at her with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Now I'm done." He said as he stood up. "Want to take a look?"

Kate shrugged. Ever since they got together, she loved getting the chance to read his stories before the publishers, and she loved that he really listened to what she had to say about them. She raised her arms and made grabby hands until Rick walked over and pulled her to her feet, all while shaking his head playfully. Kate gave him a gentle lingering kiss before she stepped around him and settled into his desk chair.

Rick watched her for a moment before he turned and left the office in favor of finding some food in the kitchen.

Just when he was starting to wonder what she thought about the chapter, he heard a slightly stifled shriek, and a moment later, Kate was walking out of the office and heading straight toward him.

"Richard Castle!" She cried as she reached him. Before he knew what was happening, Kate was poking him harshly in the chest. "What the hell did you just have me read?"

"My next chapter?" He asked.

"How the hell did Nikki go from a crime scene to that?" Kate asked, her voice slightly higher than she would have liked.

"So you didn't like it?" Rick asked uncertainly. He'd been sure she would like it, or at least find it humorous.

"You know I liked it, Rick. I told you how much I liked it when it was the two of us. Two days ago."

Rick looked her over for a moment before he replied. "I'm not seeing a problem. I didn't know where the crime scene was going, so I-"

"You what?" Kate interrupted. "You thought you'd practice writing freaking porn?" She hissed the last word.

"Well, when you say it like that..." Rick said.

"What else would you call it?" Kate asked, doing her best to still should annoyed when all she really wanted to do was throw him down on the floor and ride him hard.

"Artistic integrity?" Rick tried while flinching slightly at what he thought her next move might be.

"Artistic integrity?" Kate asked. "Seriously? Rick, you can't claim that if what you wrote was exactly what we did two nights ago. You even slipped up and stuck our names in there."

"So it's not any good?"

Kate sighed and stepped closer. As she looked into Rick's eyes, she could tell that he was exhausted, and she realized that he'd been struggling to get anything good on paper.

"It's good, Rick. You're very good at writing like that. And you're even better at actually doing it. But I'm not comfortable with your fans, or your publishers, reading about our sex life, ok?"

Rick nodded. "I know. I just couldn't think of anything else to write. I was staring at a blank screen all day."

Kate smiled and kissed him softly. "It's ok. I'm perfectly happy to be your muse in bed, so long as our activities don't get shared with other people."

Rick smiled and kissed her back. "Wanna go try some new activities?"

Kate laughed and followed him when he tugged her behind him toward the bedroom.

Bam, there you go. Hope you all liked this.

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