"Where's Scotland Yard off too?" Castle asks while sliding his phone into his inner jacket pocket.
"He's going back to London. Um, Castle do you have a second, can we talk?" Kate Beckett asks looking almost worried.
She barely finishes her question before Castle cuts in walking past her. "Actually I don't. Jacinta has the Ferrari double parked in a loaded zone."
He turned back around to look at Beckett even though he really wanted to get down to his latest lady friend. "Wow, four dates in three days, you like her." It was supposed to be said as a question but came out more as a statement.
"Yeah," He said with a hint of a smile on his face, "Why?"
There was silence between them. There they were standing by her desk in the precinct yet Kate was about to have the most personal conversation with him she has ever had. She was about to confess her feelings to Castle. He looked at her a second longer and then tilted his just the slightest bit down to look at her. He could tell she was about to say something but quickly switched, "Eh, she just doesn't seem like your type."
There was a hint of sadness and hurt in her eyes when she said it, but she quickly masked it. Starting to turn back around and make his way to the elevator he says back, "Well, she's fun and uncomplicated. I think that's what my life needs right now." He quickly threw her a smile and turned back around and walked to the elevator. He knew that was not the nicest thing to say to her but he was done waiting for her when he started to realize she would never come around.
Those words cut threw her like a knife. She felt a lump in her throat but quickly swallowed it. She thought back to her conversation with Lanie and realized that she was right. She needed to confess her feelings now before things could get any worse between them. He was pulling away, she was about to leap forward. He was done waiting, she was about to go. He needed fun and uncomplicated and she was trying to sort things out and be happy, for him, with him. She could feel all the courage she built up earlier to talk to him dissipating at a fast rate. She knew she had two options.
Let him leave with another girl and she could meet Hunt for a drink or she could fix the broken relationship she desperately wanted and needed with him before it even started.
She took the couple steps back to her desk quickly grabbed her stuff and strode to the elevator Castle just stepped into. Right before it closed she stuck her hand in between the doors and let them slide back open and stepped into the elevator next to Castle. She looked at him for a brief second; he looked so confused, and pressed the button for the doors to close. "Beckett? You heading home already, you're not going to do any paperwork?"
She turned and faced him, suddenly feeling very nervous. She bit her lower lip and looked up at him. "Castle we need to talk." The elevator doors closed and they started their decent. "It's really important."
He looked back at her and could tell he really didn't want to talk to her or even be around her right now. It hurt her deep down. "I said I didn't have time and Jac-"
"I know, I know she's double parked. But what we need to talk about is more important than any of your blonde bimbos that won't be around next week." His head snapped around to look at her and only then did she realize what she just said out loud, and oh boy, with that look he was giving her did she instantly regret it. "I'm really sorry Castle, I didn't mean that and it was uncalled for."
He put his hand up to halt her apology. "You're right it was and I suggest you leave when the elevator opens. I'm not in the mood to talk," to me she thought, "and whatever is that damn important to talk about can wait, you've had four years to talk to me and I don't understand why right now is so damn important. If it's waited four years I imagine it can wait a night." His voice was laced with anger but she thought she heard a bit of hurt in there too. The elevator dinged signaling they arrived, and the doors slid open. "Good night Detective." 'Ouch. Being called Detective. She thought. She knew he was putting emotional distance between them. With that he walked out and to his Ferrari and lent over the door and said a few things to the blonde and watched as she smiled and giggled then slid over to the passenger seat.
Kate watched it right in front of her, she watched him charm another girl and open the driver door, start the car and drive away. Wow she screwed this up, big time. She stood there feeling lost and confused, with no idea what to do. She eventually decided she would just go home for the night and talk to Castle in the morning. It was already too late, the time and her chance with Castle.
Castle dropped Jacinta off at her hotel and headed straight home. He didn't want to deal with anyone right now, he was too mad. How dare she say those things to him! He proved to himself, her, and everyone else was no longer that type of man, the playboy. He waited for her and became a better man in the process, he's changed. He's not the one hiding in relationships with people he doesn't love, he's wasn't using people! Why does she still think so little of him after everything he's done and proved? Why after not dating anyone for almost a year and a half and the first 'girlfriend' he gets she assumes he's that kind of guy again. She obviously remembers his confession almost a year ago, he heard her say it, and so she clearly doesn't feel the same way about him. She probably feels guilty that she doesn't feel the same so she didn't want to embarrass him by telling him she doesn't feel the same so she kept it to herself. Or maybe she knew it would eat away at him so she deliberately kept it from him as a way to make him feel worse about himself. Okay so maybe that one is a little farfetched, he thought. But either way he knows she doesn't feel the same. Maybe to make her feel better, and him, so he can get out of her hair he will sit down and talk to her sometime soon. That way he can move on and she will stop feeling guilty for not returning his feelings. Either way they should talk and he can move on, so she can. He pulls into his parking spot in the garage and heads up to the loft, he's done enough thinking and socializing for the night, he just needs to go to bed. So that's what he does.
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