A/N: I actually got alerts! Thank you so much! And I am sorry that it took me so long for this chapter, and that I'm posting it so late.


"What?" Castle asked, tenderly, annoyed, and a bit sleepy.

She didn't even reply, just stormed into his loft and crashed down on the couch.

"I said, we need to talk. Didn't you get my text? Or were you to busy sleeping with a certain blonde bimbo?" Beckett said loudly. For some reason she was blessed by the Gods, who had made sure Alexis was out of the house that weekend. Instead, she was interviewing colleges. The only reason she knew this was even remotely true was because the other day, Castle had been so anxious about it, he couldn't stop babbling about it.

"We broke up." He said rubbing his eyes still sleepy.

"What?" Beckett asked, thrown off and a bit surprised.

"We broke up" he restated simply.

"Why?" Beckett asked tentatively.

"She wanted to move to Europe with me, and leave Alexis and Martha behind" he shrugged. "I told her that wasn't my thing, and every time she tried to convince me we grew further apart. Plus I think she just wanted to use my Ferrari" he added.

"Gee no shit Sherlock" Beckett answered.

"Okay. I just broke up have some compassion. If you even have any" Castle said, heading to the fridge, looking for a beer, some scotch, or anything really to numb the pain.

"Do you really wanna get drunk? I'm already drunk as it is and two drunks never are good." Beckett said putting her hands on her hips and rolling her eyes, even though she was mad, she's still had to look out for him.

"Yes I do, just out of curiosity, why are you drunk anyway? It's 'cause of me isn't it? You can't handle me with someone else can you? You can't handle that I'm not following you around like a little puppy dog, that I'm not hanging on to every word your saying-" Castle was saying.

"SHUT UP!" Beckett snapped.

"What? Can't be called out?" Castle asked rolling his eyes, and sitting down with a shot glass full of scotch.

"No actually, I can't." Beckett said and teared to Castle's surprise.

"What?" Castle said a little bit more tenderly, realizing Beckett wasn't just there to be a bitch.

"I can't handle you being with someone else. I don't like it that your not hanging on to every word, and I don't like that your not following me around like a puppy dog. Because I-" Beckett said.

"I heard you. In the interrogation room, the day of the bombing. You remember." Castle said with glossy eyes.

"I do. And I know that you don't still feel that way but that's why I came over, because even though you don't feel that way, I do." Beckett said with a sigh.

"Richard Castle. I love you." Beckett said and waited for the worst.


A/N: Don't ya' just love cliffhangers? I know I do! (That is when I know what's going to happen next)

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