Firstly thank you all so much for the reviews every time I see that I have a new one I have to stop myself from doing a happy dance. Hehe :] they were an awesome confidence boost and I loved them all! Many of you asked if I was going to continue, but honestly I didn't think I would. Then I saw all the wonderful feedback you gave me. I don't think this chapter is that exciting but I will update with another chapter as interesting as the first one soon. Also sorry if it's too short or long. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Really I actually have to do this? Fine then... I do not own Castle * Falls down on my knees and cries WHY!* Okay moving on.

Castle hadn't gotten a call from Beckett this morning and decided to get up and make breakfast for Alexis and his mother.

If he didn't get a call from her soon he would get to the precinct at around 8:30 – 9:00 depending how long it took to get their regular coffees. The little coffee ritual they had fallen into in the past two and a half years was something he always enjoyed doing. He loved the little smile she sometimes gave him and how she had almost come to depend on it during their tougher cases.

Flipping the omelette he was cooking he recalled the day Natalie Grey took her coffee. He chuckled to himself at how paranoid Beckett was behaving. How she pulled him into the break room "she took my coffee, Castle! The sentence echoed in his mind. It was at that point that he realized how much she actually cared about the coffee he got her.

His thoughts were interrupted by the light tapping of someone descending the stairs.

"Hi Dad." Alexis chirped as she sat on one of the bar stools.

"Morning pumpkin." He replied as he placed the heavenly smelling omelette in front of her as well as a glass of juice.

"Thanks Dad" she smiled and started cutting the omelette "Detective Beckett hasn't called yet?"She asked looking at her father still in his pa jammers.

"No, not yet but I will head over there at some point in the morning."

******Meanwhile*******

Beckett walked quickly to elevator and pressed the ground floor button. She saw Josh come out off her apartment just as the doors closed. For all the bad timing she had over the years, she had this timed right, strange, she thought. She heard him yell

"Kate, wait! I'm sorry"

She ignored it. If he was sorry he would have apologized earlier and gone after to her as soon as she closed her door. She ran her fingers through her hair and let out a sigh. Her mind was racing; this was the worst fight they have had in their relationship so far. Should she have told him earlier on? The shutters and window weren't exactly hidden away, not a place someone would expect to find the information about her mother's murder. Is it unfair that she let Castle know what happened to her mother in the first few months of working together and not tell her boyfriend after going out for over six months?

Maybe it was, but just because Josh doesn't like him, doesn't give him the right to talk about Castle like that.

After a short drive in her Crown Vic she was at the precinct. Walking into the bullpen she didn't see her boys. Am I that early? She thought. She checked her watch 7:00 she would have a good hour or so before the rest of her team came in. Kate had given the guys an early night and told them to have a decent rest before tomorrow after finishing the case.

She had two options and figuratively weighed them in her hands left hand she could go up stairs to the precinct gym and work off the left over frustration and stress from the fight this morning and right finish off her remaining paperwork.
Right hand won in the end, paperwork would keep her mind off things but it wouldn't make her sweat and have to shower and change all over again this morning.

She fell into her chair and took hold of the file sitting in the corner of her desk.
Out of habit she glanced over to Castles chair and of course the first thought came to mind that kiss. She wasn't going to lie it was amazing, could have been incredible if it wasn't, Kate shook her head. What am I thinking! She muttered under at her breath. For next hour she engrossed herself in paperwork.

Castle walked into the precinct exchanging smiles and good morning to those who passed him.

There was something about the precinct that made it feel like a second home, the people he thought always so welcoming unless you were a criminal. He had made lifelong friends here and Castle loved the fact he got to work with them, her is mind butted in, all day.

He quickly turned the corner his eyes fixated on Beckett's desk. She wasn't in her chair. She was standing in front of Dr. McDouchey who was leaning against her desk. There was something off though; there was tension, the kind that you see during an argument. Their body Language said it all.

Castle decided to hang back and give her some privacy; after all he was still grateful that she gave him space when he was having trouble with Gina. So of course he would reciprocate the courtesy she showed him.

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