A/N: Because who doesn't love a good "Caskett gets found out," right?

Lanie had had enough.

One night of Kate Beckett's time was not too much to ask. Hell, the girl was suspended for two weeks. She had nothing better to do. So why, every time that Lanie called to get her to hang out, did Kate make up some lame-ass excuse and then say goodbye after five minutes?

Well, tonight was her night off, and she was determined. No more sulking. No more avoiding. Kate Beckett was having a girl's night with her whether she liked it or not.

It occurred to Lanie that Kate would probably not like her showing up unannounced, but she was too annoyed to care. Standing in front of Kate's door, her resolve wavered, but she pushed that aside and knocked firmly.

"Coming!" was heard from the depths of the apartment. The door swung open, revealing a surprised, robe-clad Kate. "Lanie?"

"Girl, Imma smack you. I call you, asking to hang out, and you blow me off to sit around in your apartment doing nothing? What happened to 'drinks with Maddie?'" Lanie fumes, storming into the apartment. She could not believe this.

"Lanie—"

"No, Kate! I get it, you're hurt about your mom's case, and getting suspended, but going out will do you some good."

"Lanie—"

"Hey, Kate, where'd you go?"

Lanie whirls to stare open-mouthed at her friend. She knows that voice. She can tell Kate knows she knows too, if the way her friend grimaces is any indication.

"Ka—Oh. Uh, hey Lanie."

Lanie turns back to the hallway to take in Richard Castle, standing sheepishly in just a towel. Damn, that man is fine.

"Hey Castle. Fancy seeing you here." She grins, turning again to see Kate, bright red, eyes closed, looking like she wants to melt into the floor.

"Um… I'll just… Uh… wait… in the…" stutters Castle, his own shade of pink, before striding quickly back down the hall. Kate glares at the space he has vacated and then turns resignedly back to her friend.

"Hmm… run into Castle while having those drinks did you?" Lanie teases, thoroughly enjoying her friend's embarrassment. When her friend doesn't respond, she smirks and goes to leave.

"Lanie?" Kate speaks up tentatively as she's shutting the door, "Can you not tell anyone about this?"

She smiles. "Sure, honey. Seems like a good secret. By the way, I'm happy for you."

Kate beams, and Lanie takes a moment to really see just how happy her friend must be.

"Thanks."