Beckett woke up as Castle's private jet touched down on the runway. He smiled at her from the black leather reclining seat next to her.

"Sleep well?"

"Amazingly, yes. I hate flying."

"Hm, its different when you're the only two people on the plane."

Kate huffed at him. She had hated the idea of taking his private jet anyways, to…wherever it was that they were going. She sat up and looked out the window and saw the iconic black pyramid of the Luxor hotel. She turned to face him, her eyes wide.

"Castle! Are we in Las Vegas?"

"Yes, we are. Welcome to Sin City." He winked at her as she turned to face him.

"You just…flew us to Vegas?"

"Yes…its not another country…"

"No! Just…the other side of this one."

"No, not completely. That would be California…"

She rolled her eyes at him as the plane came to a stop. They climbed out of their seats and made their way to the door of the plane. One of the attendants opened it and Castle walked ahead of her down the stairs. She stopped at the top and her mouth dropped open. Waiting, on the runway, was a stretch limo.

"Castle…seriously?"

He beamed at her from the bottom of the stairs.

"This weekend, you are in my world. Kate Beckett, welcome to Las Vegas….Richard Castle style." He made a dramatic sweeping gesture towards the city as a whole as she walked down the steps of the jet.

"Is this seriously how you travel all of the time?" She mumbled as they climbed into the limo.

"No, not all of the time. But, I figure I'm not going to get you to agree to this very often, so I'm pulling out all the stops while I can."

She sighed as she realized that arguing with him would be pointless. She was already there, why not make the best of it. As long as he didn't get too carried away. She watched out the windows as they drove.

"Where are we staying? And please don't tell me that your own your own hotel."

"No. We're staying at the Bellagio."

"Separate rooms?" She said with a coy smile.

"If you'd like. The villa we are staying in has separate wings, so really, you'd never have to see me."

Her mouth dropped open at the thought of a hotel room…with separate wings. She shook her head softly at the man sitting next to her. The man who could have any woman in the world and for whatever reason had chosen her. She slid over next to him and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders as she leaned against him.

"If didn't want to see you, I would have stayed home."

"Just checking."

She leaned against him for the rest of the ride to the hotel; content to sit in silence as he ran his fingers though her hair and traced random patterns on her upper arm. She found herself drifting to sleep the way she often did when he held her. It amazed her how much he could get her to relax when she would let him. He leaned down and softly kissed her temple as she felt the limo pull to a stop.

"We're here."

As she sat up, the door to the limo was opened.

"Mr. Castle, Miss Beckett, welcome to the Bellagio."

Kate's mouth dropped open at the fact that they were not at the front of the hotel, but what seemed to be a private entrance to their own room. The word room didn't quite do the place justice. It was more like a tiny hotel. Rick climbed out of the car then turned and offered her his hand. She took it and climbed from the car open mouthed as they followed the man to the room. He unlocked the door and stood to the side as he motioned them in with his arm.

"Please, make yourself at home. Mr. Castle, everything you normally request is here, along with the additional requests you made. If you need anything else, please do not hesitate to call. Same for you as well Miss Beckett."

"Thank you Matthew."

Castle smiled as he handed the man a tip. Beckett was pretty sure it was a hundred dollar bill, but she was too busy gaping at the hotel room to really notice. The door opened to a living room that was bigger than her entire apartment. The floor to ceiling window looked out on a private pool that had a fountain in the middle. A big screen TV hung on one wall and the room was decorated in black leather furniture. To the right was a full sized kitchen with stainless steel appliances and black granite countertops. Along one side of the kitchen ran a full sized bar. A hallway branched off each side of the room.

"Castle…seriously?"

"What?"

"We're….staying here?"

"Yes. This is where I always stay. I love the privacy. The staff is amazing as well. Your bags will be in the bedroom. I would have had them unpack them for you like they do mine, but I wasn't sure if you would want someone in your things, so I just had them leave yours packed."

"Thanks…I…um…"

"Amazing isn't it? I had them put our stuff in the bedroom that has the bathroom with the biggest bathtub, but if you want your own room, feel free to move your things. Or I can move mine. I know how much you like baths, and that tub is sinful."

She turned to face him and raised one eyebrow at him, a mischievous smile crossing her face as she moved to stand directly in front of him.

"Do you want me to have my own room?" Her eyes met his as she rested her hands on his hips. She didn't have heels on and their height difference was much more noticeable. She had to look up to look into his eyes and she knew he loved it.

He smiled at how much more at ease she had become when it came to physically displaying her affection towards him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him, his chin resting on top of her head.

"I've told you before, I want to wake up next to you every morning, but this weekend isn't about me. Its about you relaxing. If you want your own room, then you have one."

She sighed softly against him. They had been together for a few months now and she still hadn't gotten used to moments like this when he made her feel like she was going to melt. He was still annoying, obnoxious, childish Castle at times, but there was still and entire other, softer side to him that she was still getting to know. She leaned back and kissed him briefly.

"For this weekend at least you'll be waking up next to me. I don't want my own room, but I do want to see the rest of this one."

He smiled at her almost childlike excitement as she headed off to explore the rest of the villa. She had been letting him see past more and more of her tough "Detective Beckett" exterior and into the woman that was Kate. The more he saw, the harder he had been falling for her. He sat down on the sofa and turned the TV on as she explored the rest of the villa.

She wandered into the bedroom they would be sharing and, like he said they would be, her bags were on the floor next to one of the closets. She took a few minutes to unpack her things. She wasn't used to staying in hotels and very rarely unpacked when she did, but it gave her a moment alone to take everything in. The room itself was huge. The bed was one of the biggest she had ever seen and was made up in a beautiful, ornate burgundy and silver comforter. It had an enormous canopy in the same amazing shade and the rest of the room seemed to have been decorated around the bed. After she unpacked she went into the bathroom. The bathtub Castle had mentioned took up an entire wall and looked more like a Jacuzzi than a bathtub. She walked over to it and noticed that a new bottle of shampoo that she normally used was sitting on the edge. As she glanced around the bathroom she realized that all of the things they both normally used were already stocked. That must have been what Matthew had meant when he said the usual things were here.

She headed back to the living room and sat on the couch next to Castle.

"Well? What do you think?" He asked with an excited smile.

"Its…beyond amazing. That bed looks so comfortable, it was hard not to just crawl into it right now."

"It is even more comfortable than it looks, but you're not allowed in it just yet. We have plans."

"Oh, we do huh?"

"Yes. Remember how you promised that you wouldn't complain about me spending money on you? And that you would just accept whatever I have planned?"

"Ugh, yes. And I've already kept my mouth shut."

"You have…and I thank you for that and ask that you keep that promise in mind for the rest of the trip. I have a few things planned, then we'll come back here and change before dinner. For now, what you have on is just fine, ready?"

She shook her head softly at him as she stood up, taking his hand as he lead her out the door.

They took a tour of their hotel first, walking though the botanical gardens and to the lobby to look at the amazing display of blown glass flowers that adorned the ceiling. Then they headed to the Venetian where he insisted on buying her gelatos' Italian ice cream and taking her on a gondola ride. They stood and watched one of the human statues performing and Castle smiled as she stood in front of him and leaned back against his chest, pulling his hands to wrap around her waist as they watched. He leaned down and kissed the side of her neck briefly, then laughed as she blushed when the statue they were watching turned and lifted its arm to point at them, leaving it frozen there and causing the whole crowd to look at them.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself." He whispered in her ear.

She shrugged and laughed it off. They stood and watched for a few more minutes then wandered to the front of the hotel.

"Oh wow." She stopped when they walked out the front doors. It had gotten dark while they were inside and the strip was lit up.

"Amazing isn't it?"

"Yes. Its very pretty. What do you have planned next Mr. Castle?"

"Dinner. But first we have to go change."

She chewed her bottom lip nervously as they waited for the limo. He moved to stand beside her and slid his arm around her.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing…its just that…you didn't tell me where we were going so I didn't really pack anything nice enough for dinner out anywhere."

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that." He smiled smugly as the limo pulled up. She slid inside and he moved and sat next to her.

"What did you do Castle?"

"Oh…nothing really. Just…don't worry about what you'll wear."

He was surprised when, instead of questioning or arguing, she simply sat back in her seat. A minute later she smiled over at him.

"Thank you Castle, I'm having a really good time."

"We're just getting started."

She reached over and laced her fingers between his and left them there until they pulled up to the villa. It was Matthew again who opened the door to the limo.

"Mr. Castle, Miss Beckett. Welcome back."

"Thank you Matthew."

"Please, call me Kate."

Matthew smiled brightly at her as he walked them to the door.

"Very well, Kate. Your dresses are in your closet in the bed room. If you don't like any of them, please let me know. I have a few more I can bring up."

Kate's mouth dropped open. Castle laughed.

"Thank you Matthew. Excellent service as always."

The men shook hands as Castle closed the door. He turned to find Kate still staring at the door.

"Dresses?" She asked.

"Yes. You know, those articles of clothing that you women sometimes wear to dinner. I had him bring a few for you to pick from."

"Castle, you don't -"

"Ah, ah. None of that, remember? Just go pick one and get dressed."

She pursed her lips and glared at him before heading off to the bedroom. She opened the closet door and her mouth fell open again. There were ten dresses in all colors and lengths, with just as many shoes. She looked at the dresses a few times before choosing a dark navy blue one that came to her knees. The dress was a silky material that hugged her body until it reached her hips, then the skirt fell loosely to her knees. The straps came up like a halter top, but then made an X across her shoulder blades in the back, leaving most of the back of the dress open. It came to a V at the small of her back. The shoes she chose were simple black heels that had leather lacing that wrapped around her leg a few times before tying a few inches above her ankle. She pulled her hair up in a French twist, leaving a few curls hanging down around her face. She touched up her makeup and then took a breath to calm the her nerves. She had no idea why she was nervous and laughed at the thought.

Castle was already dressed and waiting for her on the couch when she walked back into the living room. He stood up and stared when she walked into the room.

"My god Kate…"

His mouth dropped open as he looked at her. He knew she was a beautiful woman. Anyone looking at her knew that, even when she was dressed for work, but she rarely wore clothes that showed off her figure. The dress fit her like a glove, showing off every inch of her well toned body. The laces on the heels gave the illusion that her legs were even longer than they actually were and having her hair pulled up, with just a few stands hanging around her face, made her look almost delicate; even though he was very aware that she was not.

"What?" She asked, sucking her lip between her bottom teeth the way she did when she was nervous. He laughed quietly at the habit; like she had a reason to be nervous.

"You are breath taking."

He smiled as she blushed, which only made her look even prettier.

"Thank you." He walked over to her and stood a few inches in front of her, waiting until she looked up into his eyes.

"Just one more thing, and you'll be perfect."

She tilted her head questioningly and he pulled a blue tiffany's box from his pocked and held it out to her.

"Castle! Absolutely not."

"Kate…" He pouted, "You promised." She set her jaw and glared at him.

"I draw the line at you buying me jewelry."

"Its not a pony. The only thing I promised not to buy you was a pony. If you don't take it, I will be forced to send Matthew to find you a pony. And don't think he wouldn't do it."

She laughed at him, even though she knew he was serious. She had no doubt that if she didn't take whatever was in the box, she would probably wake up to an entire petting zoo in the living room of the villa. She gave him one last dagger stare before snatching the box from his hand. He smiled triumphantly as she opened it and gasped.

Inside was a diamond journey necklace; seven diamonds, starting small and each one a little bit bigger than the next, arranged in a slightly curved pattern mean to symbolize a road. It hung from a delicate silver chain.

"Thank you for the journey Kate. For where we've been, where we are now, and where ever we end up in the future. It has been amazing so far, and I'm thankful every day."

She looked up at him with tears in her eyes and he smiled softly at her.

"Can I put it on for you?" She nodded, not trusting her voice. He took the box from her and clipped the necklace around her neck. It fell in the perfect spot in the middle of her chest and she reached up and ran her finger over the path. He moved back in front of her and smiled.

"There, now you're perfect."

She leaned up and kissed him, pouring everything she was feeling into the kiss. He responded by pulling her closer, his hands running up her back. She sighed softly into his mouth at the feeling of his hands on her bare skin. She wrapped her arms around him, her hands running over his shoulders then lacing together behind his neck. He ran one hand down her back again, resting it in the small of her back and leaving the other at her shoulders. She shivered at his touch and he smiled, pulling her even closer. He caught her bottom lip between his teeth and was rewarded when a breathy moan escaped her lips. They were interrupted by a soft knock at the door and pulled back from the kiss breathless.

"Thank you Matthew, we'll be out in a minute." He called out as he rested his forehead against hers.

"Damn, I have to remember to buy you jewelry more often." She smacked him on the chest but her eyes were sparkling as she pulled away from his embrace.

"Thank you Rick, its beautiful."

"You are more than welcome." She took the hand he held out to her and followed him to the limo, wondering what else he had planned before the weekend was over.

Author's Note:

Yay Vegas! Lol. I was going to split this into two chapters, but I didn't want to torment you guys too much. That and I had fun writing the necklace scene, so I wanted to post it. Embrace the fluff. Love the fluff. Enjoy the fluff while it is here...what? Forshadowing? nooo...

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