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Part III
"Kate! Kate, did you hear something?" Castle said, looking around.
"What?" Kate asked, wondering why he got immobile so suddenly. She thought she heard people's voices, too so she quickly opened her eyes and spotted that the door was open. She was trying to look at the door but Castle was blocking the view with his body and mostly with his head.
"Castle?!" She heard somebody exclaim his name. She knew that voice very well. It was Ryan's.
"Beckett?!" Espo exclaimed, and they both started at them.
From all of Castle's yelling and her own protests she hadn't heard a ding or a dong or any other sound that might suggest the elevator was moving or when the hell it had stopped. She froze on the spot from shock and horror. She had only one thought in her mind - she was going to kill Castle.
Kate got horrified the minute she saw that the door was open. She poked Castle to get him out of his immobile state of horror and he got up as quick as a light, offering her a hand. She didn't took his hand though, she rose all by herself, trying to gain some dignity. After all, it was Castle's fault and that very second she just wanted to kill him. She saw that everybody in the precinct had gathered up in front of the elevator and all were watching them intently, Ryan and Espo included. And the position she was just a second ago was most certainly an awkward one and so she really hoped no one had seen her. And yet her hopes died the minute she realized how many people were staring at her and Castle.
She tried to straighten her hair a little bit and then she slowly got out of the elevator, remaining calm. "The elevator got stuck," she informed them with a poker face. Castle was following her. It was his fault that her hair was a mess from all the rolling. And mostly, that they got everyone's attention. She hated him so much at that very moment. But she just had to remain calm, pretend nothing extraordinary was happening.
"Hey, what happened?" Ryan asked he and Espo looked at them, intrigued by the peculiar situation.
From all the times that Castle was blabbering about anything he could think of, he had chosen to keep his mouth shut at that very same moment. One very awkward moment, at that. He was unbelievable.
"The lights went out and then the elevator got stuck. Somebody should fix it." Beckett explained calmly like nothing else had happened.
"It looked like Castle was already fixing it," Ryan said, mockingly.
"Yeah, he was fixing the elevator along with other stuff," Espo added. Beckett was so irritated by the way he pronounced the word stuff in the end of his sentence like was implying something. He just couldn't make the innuendo more obvious. They both laughed at the stupid joke. She looked at Castle, hoping for some support but he was smirking as well.
"Shut up," Beckett said, giving them a warning look.
"Come on, bro. Details." Espo asked, looking at Castle.
Seeing Beckett's dirty look, Castle decided it was for the best not to tug the tiger's tail so he simply said, "There's nothing to tell."
Beckett walked away happy that Castle didn't start with his usual blabbering, explaining the situation to Ryan and Espo. Instead he quickly started following her. But then he turned his way at Ryan and Espo, mouthing "I'll tell you later" at them. He was walking away, looking at them both until he hit something or someone. As he turned around again he saw that it was Beckett. And she didn't look very happy because she was standing with crossed arms and was giving him one of her death glares. So he was in a trouble.
"What?" He asked, shrugging his shoulder innocently.
"I am not talking to you!" She declared, turning away and started pacing through the precinct.
"Why? I was just trying to help you!"
"You were trying to help me?!" She stopped and turned abruptly, shouting at him but seeing that the others were looking at them she lowered her voice. "You were trying to help me!? Castle, you embarrassed me in front of the whole precinct!"
"I am sorry for trying to save your life."
"Save my life!? Save my life from what, Castle? An invisible threat? From some made-up ghost? Or perhaps invisible bullets? No, I know! From a moving elevator! You're right. That cruel elevator could have killed me if it wasn't for you! Richard Castle - the Savior."
"The elevator started moving and I just panicked. I reacted all by instinct, Kate. I was just trying to help you. You can't really blame me for that." He started justifying himself in front of her.
"Since when you turned into Superman, Castle? Hm?" She asked, getting angry and started mocking him. "Richard Castle, the Superhero! Saving people from non-existent threats. Superhero by day, writer by night."
"Ooh, that sounds cool! A great idea for a book," he noted and started thinking about it.
"Castle," she interrupted him, trying to make him stop.
"A writer with superpowers that work during the day," he started explaining her his brand new idea. Well, it was actually hers but she could get a writer's credit.
"Yeah," she said skeptically. "If you can call this superpowers."
"Well, I have other superpowers that work at night... if you know what I mean." He said, making an innuendo, and winked at her.
"Castle, focus." She reminded him.
"I might add that they are very powerful, you know..."
"Castle!" She said in a high-pitched voice, exasperated.
"Ooh, that bring some memories," he declared, smiling. "From the elevator," he added more quietly.
"Yeah, the elevator!" she reminded herself. She was just about to scold him about that whole situation before he interrupted her with his stupid ideas. "I can't believe you, Castle! Now thanks to you everybody must think that we... Ugh, God knows what they think we were doing there."
"They probably think that we were having s-"
"Don't!" She cut him off before he could say it.
"What? I was gonna say some steamy argument. They probably think that we were having a steamy argument."
"Yeah. That explains why you were on top of me."
"They might think that we were fighting about who's gonna be on top," he joked and laughed at his own joke but seeing her angry face his laugh quickly died away.
"Not funny, Castle."
"So you don't want me to joke about it? I guess you are just in a bad mood now. But it will pass. I know for sure. And after some time we will all laugh about this ridiculous situation."
"No, Castle, we won't! But they will. Now everyone in the precinct will make fun of me."
"Oh, come on, Kate. I got stuck in the elevator not a while ago. Do you see somebody giving me odd looks? Or mocking me about it? And besides, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. It's not like we did something there. We were pretty close though."
"What are you talking about?"
"Kate, come on, I know how you felt because I saw your face. I saw the way you were looking at me when we were rolling on the ground."
"What are you even talking about? It was pitch dark in there, Castle. And plus, my eyes were shut. So I haven't even looked at you. Otherwise I would have seen the door open."
"Okay, I couldn't see but I felt it, Kate. It was like I could read your mind and so I saw what you were thinking about. I felt your look on me and the way you blushed."
"You felt nothing, Castle. Besides, I never blush. Now you are just making things up."
"I heard your little protest," he made an air quotes at the word "protest" to imply what he was talking about. "And the way you were calling my name. We were about to cross the line, Kate. But you know what? I don't blame you."
"Yeah, you're right. I blame you! It's totally your fault. You and your wild imagination are the ones to blame because as I just told you, now you're just making stuff up."
"No. It's from elevators. It's all the elevator's fault. You've seen movies before, right? You know, tiny space... pitch black. No one else but us two... So close together and so alone. Could be for hours... You know how these things work, Kate. All the sexual tension have a breaking point."
"What are you even talking about? And what kind of movies have you seen?"
"Oh, you know what I am talking about."
"You know what," she raised her hand to stop him, "I don't wanna know. Forget it. And for God sake, stop calling me Kate!" She exclaimed angrily. She was so pissed off at him.
"But Ka-B-b-ekett. We got to second base in the elevator. I don't think there's any place for formalities. At least not anymore."
"Castle, would you just knock it off?"
"No, Kate" the second she gave him a look he corrected himself, "Beckett." Then he continued, "It's not your fault that you can't resist me. I am irresistible, I know it. I told you, I don't blame you because this is just a human nature. An instinct."
"So is murder but you don't see me running around killing people. Though I might say, I am pretty close right now."
"Okay," he put his hand in the air like she was holding a gun at him and he was surrendering. He knew it was for the best to leave her alone. If she got more pissed off than that he might be in real danger. He just had to run away while he still had time. So he took his jacket from the chair.
"Where are you going, Castle?" She looked at him questionably.
"Getting out of your hair," he answered. "Which is a little messy by the way," he said quietly like he was sharing some secret with her.
