A/N: Here's the next chapter… hope you like it.

3 days earlier (next day)

She sighed and rubbed her temples in frustration, trying to rid herself of the headache caused by too much coffee and over thinking Castle and Sophia. Just this morning she had been employed by the CIA (temporarily) only later in the day to be stuffed in a car truck with Castle by one of the bad guys.

After Sophia had walked in introducing herself, she had had the pleasant, or not so pleasant surprise of finding out that Sophia had been Castle's first muse. Apparently he had needed an inspiration for Clara Strike and she was there with a vast knowledge of the CIA.

On the car ride back she had surprised herself with her honesty by telling Castle that she had been taken aback to find out that she wasn't his first muse. Then again what was she thinking, of course he had other muses, he would have had to have done large amounts of research to have his novels be so in depth. But, she knew that the muse part wasn't what was bothering her. What troubled her was that as soon as this case was over, her partner would be walking up to her and telling her that the CIA was cooler, had better gadgets (beautiful muses) and that he was going to go back to shadow Sophia. She was well aware that when she berated Castle in the car about Sophia joining them undermining their "unit cohesion", how hypocritical she was being. Of course she was jealous of Sophia, who wouldn't be?

But, Castle in true Castle form, had consoled her. Telling her that Nikki was far more complex then Clara could ever be and that his time with her had made him a better writer and more mature. She gave him one out of two for that one.

She needed more coffee, she thought to herself if she was going to finish the paperwork from that day. She sat up, cracked her back (ah) and walked into the break room to fix herself a steaming cup of coffee from Castle's machine. (God that man was everywhere!) While the coffee was warming up she thought of the second, more…. exiting part of her day.

She and Castle had been chasing down a lead the boys had found, one of the dead guys coworkers, well, more like part of his gang. Anyways, they had been going down to an old warehouse when their perp and some of his buddies had come up behind them and pulled them into the cramped truck of their dirty car.

She had told herself she wasn't going to be rescued by his girlfriend. Hell, she had told him that. What she hadn't told him, but was on her mind anyways was how embarrassing it would be to have the CIA agent come and save their behinds. Sophia was already in charge of the operation and Kate didn't need someone criticizing her about her work ethics or how she shouldn't be going alone with just Castle. Not that they knew just how many times she had gone in with just Castle by her side… her partner, she trusted him and he knew how to shoot so she didn't see a problem.

In the end, Castle's "girlfriend" (although he kept insisting they hadn't weren't now anything) had come through and (unfortunately) saved the day. They had arrested the men and had taken them back to interrogation. Oh and the car ride back had been extremely silent.

Anyways, the interrogation had been partly successful; they had learned that the men had a boss who told them what tasks to take on and so forth. So now they were stuck with the task of finding this man, or as his workers called him " the Boss'

Castle had gone out to bring in Remy's for the two of them. She knew it was sad but she had almost gloated in front of Sophia when he had told her he wasn't going anywhere and he would be back with diner for them. He had then proceeded to give her one of those smiles, the one that said I'm not going anywhere.

Ding! She craned her neck around the door to see Castle walking in with two of the regular takeout burgers.

Well, she could postpone her paperwork until later she told herself. Right now she was going to have some comfort food dinner with the man who meant so much to her.

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