I got a request for a Castle chapter so here it is! I hope you all have fun reading it! Who do you all want next? :)

Luke wasn't supposed to be there.

When I told Kate I could sneak away from Det. Hanson for lunch I wasn't exactly expecting it to be a group outing. And yet, someone's been sitting in my chair, and eating my soup. No wonder the three bears were so pissed. He probably even been sleeping in my-never mind. That's a mental image I don't want to see.

I force a smile and slip off my sunglasses, "Luke, it's good to see you again!"

He stands and I hold out my hand for a quick shake, "What a surprise, Castle. I guess we can pull up another chair."

"Guess we can," I say.

I slide his chair under me and gesture to the waiter to bring a seat for the intruder.

"I'm sure they'll get one any minute." I say.

He slides his hands into his pockets and slowly shifts his weight back and forth.

"Luke was actually just stopping by on his way back to class." Kate says.

"Oh yeah?" I say, "Still working toward that degree?"

His face reddens, "I'm teaching the class, Castle. You know that. Intro to American lit."

"Only the intro class, huh? So I guess you haven't gotten around to teaching about me just yet."

He gives a little laugh, "Your little books hardly count as literature."

"I've written over two dozen. At least one has to count by now."

He fiddles with his bifocals, "I don't think it works like that."

"And remind me again. How many times have you made The New York Times Bestsellers list?"

"Castle!" Beckett interrupts.

I point to what's-his-name, "He started it."

"I'm sorry about him." Beckett says.

"It's alright. It's not your fault." I say.

But when I look up, Kate is talking to Luke.

"Wait? You're apologizing to him?"

She lowers her voice, "Castle, please."

Luke slips on his gray pea coat, "It's getting late. I really should get going."

Then, right in front of me, this guy leans in and kisses her, long and deep, right on her lips. And I'm left sitting there between them, watching this make-out session like some kind of pervert-no, perverts enjoy watching. I was watching against my will. I dramatically look down at my watch.

"You know after a minute without oxygen your brain cells start to die."

Luke pulls away from her and glares at me, "I've got plenty to spare." He tosses his bag over his shoulder and gives Beckett a wink, "See you tonight, Babe."

He walks away and make my voice as nasal as his, "See you tonight, Babe."

"Castle…" she says.

"You let that guy call you, Babe?"

She shrugs, "Why not? I let you call me-"

"You can't say that here! There are children present!"

"Just give him a break, okay? You don't know him like I do."

"I know he's a grown man who lives off his family's money."

She shrugs, "That's not-entirely true."

"And the only reason he's got any job at all is 'cause Daddy's a congressman."

"Okay, I probably shouldn't have mentioned that either. But he really is good at what he does."

"Why are defending him all of a sudden?"

"I'm not defending him."

"You are! And you said you were going to tell him about us last weekend. Remember that? Is that ever going to happen?"

"I will- it's just-I'm going to need a little more time."

"For what?"

"Just—to think!"

I narrow my eyes, "I didn't know there was something to think about."

"Please don't make this harder than it already is."

"I just don't see what there is to think about. You don't look at him the way you look at me. He doesn't make you laugh. I don't even think I've ever seen him make you smile."

"He's never made me hurt, either."

"I screwed up. I know that. But I already told you I was sorry-"

"There's something else." She looks up at me, her eyes reddening.

I lower my voice, "What?"

She glances around at the other tables then back at me, "Not here."

I put my hand on hers, "Kate, please, just tell me."

"Can you meet me at my place after work?"

"We can go there now." I say.

She shakes her head, "My car's still at the station. If they see me with you…"

"Then I'll drive you there. I can take the afternoon off. We can talk, whatever you want."

She wipes her eye with her hand and swallows hard, "Let's go."

I slide in the driver's side and Kate takes a seat beside me. I hold out my hand to her and she looks at it for a moment, as if this gesture were something completely foreign to her. Then, she takes hold, and I feel the warmth of her fingers wrapped in mine. She looks out the window as we pass the rows of townhomes and Brownstones.

"Luke wanted to get one." She says, the glare from the window slowly sliding across her face.

"A house?" I say.

She nods, "Yep. He was ready."

"And you?"

I don't get a response. I turn to see her still staring out the window, her eyes red and overflowing with tears.

"Kate, what happened?"

Suddenly, I hear tires screech in front of me and I twist my head back toward the road.

"Shit!" I say. "Hold on."

I force my entire body weight my on the brakes but we don't stop in time. My face slams against the steering wheel and a cloud of white cloth explodes in my face. I wake to sirens blaring and a sea of red trickling down my face.