Chapter 2: Getting Closer

Ok so I almost died of happiness after I saw that I had 8 REVIEWS after only one day of the first chapter being posted. Here is the second chapter…things get heated, and I think I'll have to up the rating a bit. ;]]] The general consensus seems to make Castle and Beckett spooning when they wake up, so I'll see what I can cook up.

Setting: Castle and Beckett's new apartment, and it is the middle of the night.

"Castle!" Beckett shouted, shoving Castle, nearly knocking him off the bed.

"Hmm…what?" Castle asked groggily, sleep still heavy in his eyes. Beckett looked at him with her best death glare and scolded him, "You. Were snoring my dear, and it has been keeping me up all damn night!"

Beckett then turned over so her back was to Castle, and punched her pillow before making a more comfortable position on her side. Just as she closed her eyes, she felt a large, warm arm wrap around her arm and waist, but she was too tired to do anything about it. Castle then pulled her closer to him, making their bodies flush. In a matter of minutes, Beckett was quite warm, that being from the comforter on top of her, as well as the body heat Castle was putting out. And she fell asleep moments later.

In the morning, when the alarm on her dad's watch went off, Beckett awoke, and found herself entangled as she went to reach for the watch. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she realized that there was a man's arm around her waist, and an only covered by boxers leg holding her legs in place. Beckett slid her arm out of Castle's grip, and moved his leg back over to his side of the bed and got up to get ready.

(Castle's POV)

Castle was sleeping hard, having quite a pleasant dream too when he felt a cool breeze on the back of his neck. In his dream he saw Kate Beckett come up behind him and begin to whisper his name, "Castle…Castle…" then she yelled to get his attention. "CASTLE! WAKE UP! WE GOT WORK TO DO!"

Castle threw his pillow in Beckett's general direction, because after she had yelled she had already started walking away toward the kitchen. Castle's shot missed by a mile, and he wasn't bothered by it, because he turned over to Beckett's side of the bed and slept on her pillow.

He hadn't been asleep thirty seconds when he began to smell the sensuous aroma of coffee brewing, and followed his nose to the kitchen where the life-bringer would be brewing. As he walked into the kitchen, he almost ran into a wall while rubbing his eyes since he wasn't fully awake yet. Beckett placed a ceramic mug of black coffee in front of Castle as he sat down on one of the two bar stools in the tiny kitchen. Castle took a sip of the black drink, and almost spit it out as soon as he tasted it. He looked in the cup, and then back at Beckett, with a very tired look on his face, and whined, "No creamer?"

(Beckett's POV)

Beckett rolled her eyes and looked for something in the fridge that could possibly used as coffee creamer. Just as she pulled the half gallon of milk out of the refrigerator and went to pour it in Castle's mug, Castle had gotten up and started wandering back to the bedroom to get ready.

"I wonder if he knows that I know that part of him is more awake than he is." Beckett thought briefly before putting the milk back. Beckett then shook her head, trying to rid the thought of her and Castle writhing in bed together at least to the back part of her mind where she could review it later.

Just as Beckett was finishing her coffee, Castle came out ready to go, and sat down on the bar stool (same one as earlier) with a huge grin on his face. "No time for games Castle, we have a killer to catch." Beckett added, grabbing her purse and walking out the door, not really caring if she slammed the door in his face or not.

(several hours pass, and around 4 Beckett and Castle head up to their apartment once again to discuss a plan on how to get into a suspects apartment willingly without a warrant or arousing suspicion, which only happened to be a few doors down from them.)

As soon as they got to the door of the apartment, Beckett started fumbling around in her purse searching for the key, while Castle looked around like a nosy dog, trying to guess which apartment could have been their suspect's.

Just as she found the key and pulled it out, a suspicious looking character passed them down the hall, and gave Castle a strange look. Just as he passed Castle and Beckett, Castle grabbed hold of Beckett and placed a wet kiss on her lips, keeping Beckett's back toward the door as he slowly turned the key in the lock while kissing her, mainly so the suspect wouldn't see the badge that was strategically placed on Beckett's hip.

The man caught another glimpse of the two, just before Castle opened the door and they fell into the apartment, lips still locked. Castle fell on top of Beckett, and then rolled over and broke their kiss as soon as he realized they were in the apartment. (Fortunately for them, the door had a habit of closing on its own.)

Beckett got up off the floor faster than Castle realized and nearly kicked him in the forehead for pulling such a stunt. "What the HELL was that about Castle?" Beckett asked in a huff.

"I just uh…he looked like a suspect and I…I didn't want him to know you were a cop" Castle added, his voice almost pleading she wouldn't shoot him.

"Really? Really Castle?" She gave him a stern look and then turned to go into the bedroom. Just before she turned that way, she caught a glimpse of the terrified look on Castle's face. "If all you wanted to do was kiss me Castle, all you had to do was ask." She added smiling, before closing the bedroom door.

Castle's frown quickly turned into a smile and decided to press his luck once again, only cutting through the door of the bathroom that led into the bedroom…

TBC…Need more reviews! :] they is my life-bringers.