Kate stared at his hand. Regardless how muscular and appealing it was, it didn't encourage any enthusiasm within her.

She was Kate Beckett top homicide detective in New York. She did not dance – not under her own freewill anyways – he looked so eager there looking all dashing and handsome. She didn't want to give in, not to him, not to temptation and definitely not to the butterflies in her gut.

Under any other circumstances she would tell him where to go and she would most definitely put up a fight. No one could get her to dance. But circumstances weren't different. She was undercover which meant that as far as Richard was aware she was Kate the journalist. Playing very much by her character she took his hand and let him lead her to the dance floor.

He pulled her towards the centre as other couples began to follow their lead and do the same. The surrounding tables sat smiling and staring at them all. It was in that moment that she became very aware that all eyes were on them.

Cameras were flashing away as they probably just found their new headline; Richard Castle finds girl at the ball or Castle let's his guard down whatever it was she knew she would be standing right by his side.

She would never live this one down – even if she wanted to - it wasn't that she couldn't dance but she had a reputation to keep up. She had to show she had authority that she was strong and an equal match to those no good male detectives.

She had convinced herself for so long that, that was what she had to do.

But no one had said anything.

No one was judging her.

She was making up things in her head and for once she needed to be herself. She heard the song begin to play as he pulled her towards his chest.

It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
without saying a word you can light up the dark,

He held out his hand waiting for her to embrace his. She slowly began to place her one hand in his and her other laid gently on his shoulder.

He seemed a lot taller than he appeared. He towered above her as she felt his hand cup the small of her back. She almost shivered at his touch. It brought tingles to her spine. Something she had never really felt with any other man. She wasn't used to feeling like this.

She wasn't used to been treated like a ... woman.

Try as I may I could never explain
what I hear when you don't say a thing,

He looked down at her as he breathed slowly. She could feel as his chest moved up and down to his own rhyme. Their hearts automatically became in sync.

His eyes were penetrating her very soul and she could almost see the lust in them as they began to sway to the music. She didn't want to see the lust in his eyes. He couldn't like her. She was uncover, he couldn't.

Even saying that they never broke eye contact as the music continued to play in the back of her mind. But she wasn't really listening to the words. She was too focused on him.

He looked down at her which made her smile.

The smile on your face, lets me know that you need me,
There's a truth in your eyes, saying you'll never leave me,
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall,

If she looked at him any longer she knew she would blush. She couldn't keep her eye contact.

He was making her heart flutter and she wanted to hurt herself for it. She wanted to shout at her heart for acting the way it did. She wanted to scream at herself for the way her body was reacting to his touch.

No wonder he was a ladies' man. If he did this to all his dates she wasn't surprised if he was like this all the time. She could feel his hand move at her back and she swore his thumb stroked her but this wasn't a time to make a scene.

After all, she kind of liked it. Her eyes were drawn back to his and they were still looking at her. They never left her face.

You say it best,
when you say nothing at all,

The music continued to play in the background and they continued to sway. She could imagine all the things Esposito and Ryan were saying behind her back and even she couldn't believe she was actually dancing. Richard Castle made her dance.

She thought about her friends, they always liked to tease her and this would just be another thing to spur them on. It wouldn't be long before it became old news but until then, she would have to endure it.

She took a deep breath and tried to forget about them and about her feelings. This was all part of the job description. It meant nothing, right?

She was getting less confident that, that was true. The music began to die down as it neared the end of the song and they stopped swaying. She was still entangled in his grasp until he urged himself to release her.

"Thanks" she ended up saying, not completely sure why she thanking him but he nodded seeming to understand what she was trying to say. She tucked a stray hair behind her ear as the situation turn awkward. "I think I should go" she said slowly.

What was she doing? This was hardly the time to freak out! She needed information out of him and fast. If he was the killer he could strike again at any moment and they couldn't wait any longer. The longer they waited, the sooner another innocent victim could die. But she continued with her retreat. Just like Cinderella she gathered up all her things and marched on the hell out of there.

"Will I see you again?" He called after her but she was too long gone to answer. Richard was left standing there like an idiot in the middle of dance, looking longingly after her as she ran away from him.

"Beckett ... what was that? You had him exactly where you needed him! He would have told you anything" Esposito ran out after her as she stood outside, taking in deep breaths. It had suddenly gotten very hot in there. She shook her head as Ryan followed soon after.

"I know, I'm sorry ... I just ..." they gave her looks. What happened to that strong woman they had known so well? If they didn't know better they would have thought that Richard had melted that hard exterior she showed to the world. "We can try again tomorrow. I promise I'll break through to him. I just can't right now" Ryan patted her shoulder

"Don't stress Beckett. You've done well for one night. The way he looked at you out there, shows me that he will be breaking anytime soon" that's was what she was worried about. If he was feeling the same way she was, she was worried he would become attached to her. She was scared to let anyone in especially a suspect. But instead of telling her colleagues how she really felt.

She put up at hard barrier and nodded.

Tomorrow she wouldn't let him do that to her. She would corner him with nowhere to go so soon enough he would confess to killing. He would break and she could send that killer to prison.

The families of those girls deserved closure and she would give it to them.

Her phone began to ring as she was in the car on the way back home. "Beckett" she answered as she waited for the reply.

She hoped that her fears were wrong and that she made a mistake not arresting him right then and there

She had her fingers crossed, please don't be him she thought as the phone line was silent.

"He's struck again"


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