Once again, this is my imagination at work and moves on to create the scene for the next day, which I have almost finished writing. I just had to get this bit satisfactory to the rest of it. Please remember is it is just fiction and enjoy it as such. Its not right or wrong, just what came out of my head on any particular day I was writing. My head is full of conspiracy theories at the moment so I'm keen to see where I go with this story. Hope you enjoy it as much as I like writing it.
His name was screamed in desperation from deep within her throat as her weary fingers finally gave up and slipped off the side of the wall. She was free falling. Screaming.
"No!" Kate squealed and sat up in bed sobbing, her eyes wide open. Her hands hit the mattress, seeking earth, then clutched her chest, her heart pounding. Awake, her eyes searched the darkened room her brain rapidly trying to determine where the hell she was. Larger room, strange bed, different smells. She remembered, "Castle?" She looked over her left shoulder searching for his body in the darkness.
Castle was already sitting up to her left just out of her reach, woken by her sudden screams. He touched her shoulder and she jumped in surprise looking to him with the available light.
"Its me." He whispered moving closer to her, his palm going to the back of her head he affectionately caressed. "You ok?" He asked. "You had a nightmare." He sensed her nerves were still on high alert.
"Yeah. I'm good." She panted reaching for his hand, feeling as though she was unable to breathe. Her heart felt as though it was ready to explode out of her chest.
"What happened?" He inquired, feeling the perspiration over her skin.
"I let go of the building." She took a deep breath trying to slow her heart rate, "But Ryan didn't catch me. I fell." She continued to labour with her breathing. Castle reached out to the bedside lamp he switched on, providing a soft light. He leaned back to her noticing how afraid she was. Her eyes were fearful, but she was calming down. "Ryan missed." She murmured he fingers stroking his hand she held firmly.
"Kevin saved your life?" He asked in surprise, his mind firing all sorts of questions he wanted answers to but would obviously have to wait. Kate wasn't exactly emotionally liberated.
"Yes. Just. I had let go. He managed to grab my wrist." She replied, rubbing her chest where she had copped a blow during the fight. It was hurting with the heavy breathing.
"Jesus Kate!" He kept hold of her hand, as it sunk in how she close she had come to death. Earlier conversations with Kate, it hadn't crossed his mind to inquire as to how she had experienced another shave with death.
Silence filled the space between them for almost a minute, before Kate looked into his eyes, extremely concerned. "He knows I'm still alive." She muttered. "He will know I'm not dead by now."
"Who?"
"The guy who shot me. If I had died last night it would have been on the late news and in today's papers." She pulled her legs up resting her elbows on her knees, thinking about what she could do.
Castle sighed, understanding the ramifications of the situation. "So he'll be after you again." He concluded as a matter of fact. He let go of her hand and laid down as Kate turned toward him, her eyes large and dark. He was wishing she had listened to him the previous night when he had virtually begged her not to pursue her shooter. He was brought back to reality when her hand touched his arm.
She whispered fearfully. "I don't have my gun."
Castle looked to her large eyes in question, wondering why the hell she didn't have a gun and now he thought about it, she hadn't been carrying it when she arrived last night. "Why not?" He asked, his voice a little raised.
"Espo and I were put on administrative leave. I resigned. Gates forced us to hand in our badges and guns."
"You resigned?" He was on his elbows, surprised for a second time that night. "Boy, you really made some changes in your life last night Beckett." He commented.
Kate uncontrollably smirked in response hearing the humour in his tone of voice. "One of them was a good change." She replied and laid down moving closer to his body as he reclined on the bed. Kate rested her head on his shoulder, hand spread over his chest. She played with him, her fingers feeling his skin, the contours of this body. He covered her hand, stilling it so she laid it palm flat against him liking the feel of his hand over hers.
"Great changes." He eventually agreed, his voice very concerned. "This guy who tried to kill you." He started. "Did he say anything?"
Kate took a breath. "He said we both knew who the person is." She murmured. "He was so strong Rick. He played with me like I was a kitten."
"He created some nice bruises on you." Castle commented having noticed the bruises earlier.
"I could not defeat him." She confessed.
"And he wants you dead." He stated, virtually asking her to confirm what he already knew.
"Yes." She sighed.
"But you hung on to the edge longer than he thought you would be able to."
"I suppose." She thought about it, wondering how long she had actually hung there before she had given up the battle to stay alive. How long she had been praying Castle would be there to save her? How much she had admitted to herself she wanted him whilst she had also been thinking she was about to die. It all seemed like a dream. However, her fingers were still smarting over the length of time they had supported her body weight, her body ached from the fight. "But now I'm off the case he may leave me alone." She suggested.
Castle stayed silent stroking her back with his hand. His heart was pounding and he knew she would be feeling and hearing it. "I don't want to lose you." He whispered. "After all this time." He moved so he was on his side facing her and looking into her eyes, stroking the side of her face, his mind internally panicking. "I can take you away, hide you." He suggested protectively.
"Rick." She touched a finger over his lips and whispered. "He will leave me alone."
"And if he comes for you again?"
Kate stayed silent her eyes staring fearfully into his, feeling his warm breath against her skin and seeing the fear in his eyes. She touched his face with her fingertips and let them go to his chin. "Shhh." She breathed. "Go back to sleep." She kissed his lips, holding herself against them a few seconds.
"I can't." He replied and responded to her lips that once again pressed against his hushing him. He groaned the second her fingers laid against the side of his neck her nails lightly scratching his skin. They heard his watch beep on the hour. Castle guessed it was 2.00 am as they hadn't been asleep too long when her nightmare had woken them. He laid his hand against her chest his fingers stroking her throat. "We've crossed over the line and I can't live with this risk any longer." He whispered.
"I won't chase him anymore." Kate replied. "I don't care to." She pressed her forehead against his, touching his face, allowing herself to just forget the problem she had and to just focus of the feel of the new sensations buzzing throughout her body. She ached to have Castle inside her, longed for him to touch her again. His scent, their scent filled her lungs, awakened feelings deep within her she didn't want to stop. She kissed his mouth, holding his jaw, blocking out the thoughts of being chased.
The threat to Kate's life was forced to the back of Ricks mind the moment Kate's fingers of her other hand firmly wrapped themselves around his shaft. She moaned approval as he did and they paused their kissing both smiling over his growth, then returned to each other. Kate soon felt he was ready for her. She moved her hand from his face to his shoulder and urged him to shift his body over hers, feeling his hand wander down her ribs her hips until his fingers slipped between her very wet lips, sliding over her clitoris. Her hips jumped in response then relaxed as she rolled to her back separating her knees for him. Castle moved his arm over her planting his palm on the mattress and shifted until he was between her legs. She was holding him again guiding him to her body her legs wrapping about his hips. He slipped clumsily from her mouth, laughed, then gained his balance and lifted so he could see her face. She smiled as his boyish grin and gripped his jaw pulling her back to his mouth.
This time their love making was slow and intense from the moment he pushed himself into her. He smothered her face in kisses pushing deeper, longer within her. Every time he thrust deeper she moaned. He parted from her face looking deeply into her eyes her soul. He pressed his face into her hair closing his eyes, breathing in her delicious scent. He kissed the side of her face, moved back over her looking to her face.
"No." He murmured to himself, thinking about snow, ice, beer, anything cold to last longer. A smile appeared on Kate's face. He felt her muscles tighten about him then loosen, then tighten again stimulating him to climax. He gave her a look. "Kate!" She swore." She giggled, feeling the full weight of him on her upper thighs as he pushed in. She let him go, relaxing again. She brought him back to her mouth. He kissed her desperately trying to hold off but her own responses to her body caused him to come.
Kate let her legs relax as he laid down upon her pulling staying inside her. He was breathing rapidly but continued to caress her forehead. She played with his hair well aware his inability to move was because his mind remained absolutely blank.
"Oh yeah!" He groaned, enjoying the way her fingers caressed his face, his head. He just wanted her to touch him. His breathing was slowing down. He rolled away. "I'm too heavy for you." His back hit the mattress, and he grinned to her boyishly.
"I'm ok." She responded. "I held you didn't I?"
He looked to her eyes stroking her thigh. "You did hold me. Those legs are strong."
She smiled, thinking about something provocative. "Remember that next time you're down there. I might hold you there."
"A promise?" He moved close to her face repeatedly pressing his lips to hers, his hands fondling her body. "God, I'm so into you Kate." He confessed in a whisper finishing with a kiss and caressing her face. Her eyes stayed on his only closing to kiss him as she held his wrists. She turned over so her back was to him and snuggled into his body. He instantly restrained her against his chest. At first she struggled against his firm grip for a few moments then stilled, suddenly very aware she liked the way he felt wrapped around her body. Her breathing slowed, her mind rapidly assessed what her senses were feeling. A hand found his and clutched it as she allowed herself to experience the moment.
"You ok?" He whispered hearing a timid moan escape her and he brought her into his body even closer now he could feel she was relaxed.
"Mmm." She breathed in deeply then whispered. "Do you feel that?" She turned to look to him.
Castle kissed the side of her face just able to see her left eye from where he was positioned. "Do you mean the buzz in your chest?" He asked cutely.
"Yes. Its almost painful." She replied. In response Castle smiled but remained silent, understanding what she was saying. He squeezed her body, felt her grip on his hand tighten her body move into his more.
"It's ok." He whispered close to her ear. "I think the wall just collapsed a bit more." He breathed out, his heart rate dropping rapidly, his body cooling. His thoughts surrounded what was going on with Kate who usually was emotionally pushing him away, but now she was the opposite.
"I think you might be right." She agreed. "And you're with me."
"I promised I would be."
She smiled. "What's it gonna be like now?" she asked.
"The same but better. I'll still bring you coffee in the morning. I'll still make you crazy with my wild theories." He chuckled. "I'll still make that vein in your forehead swell."
"Vein in my forehead?"
"Never mind." He responded and kissed the side of her face.
"My God! I never knew that!"
"We all recognize it. Especially when you're pissed at one of us. The boys too." He smirked flexing his muscles about her. He kissed her shoulder. "Its really cute."
She pursed her lips in thought. "That easy huh?"
"Yep." He smugly replied. "Can read you like a book at times."
"Mmm." She grunted. He moved his arm away from her to find the doona he pulled back over their bodies. Covered, he returned his hand to her letting it rest with her breast in his palm. He kissed her neck. "Go back to sleep Kate. I think its gonna be a big day."
"Me too." She whispered.
Castle reached to the lamp and switched it off. He returned to Kate, his head near her hair, smelling the shampoo, her scent. He silently thought about the situation as Kate fell back to sleep in his arms. His instincts were almost screaming at him to pack up and get the hell out of New York right now, but he knew there would be no chance of making Kate move right now, not without a real threat on her life.
He fell asleep trying to believe everything would be ok the next morning.