Here is the much anticipated fourth chapter; the big talk! I hope this lives up to everyone's expectations and desires!

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Disclaimer: I'm pretty sure this is not how the season premiere is going to play out, so obviously I don't own them.

Previously…

What killed him the most was that she said she loved him. He wanted so badly to say that he loved her too, because he did, but he was just too upset at the moment.

Tomorrow. They would talk about it tomorrow. He walked down the stairs, through the loft, and into his room. He shut the door softly behind him and made his way over to his bed. He got under the covers and settled in.

He really did miss her in his bed. Although he was angry, he did want to work things out with her. Because he loves her, and that will never change.

She was running fast, chasing a suspect down an alley. Right before he was about to turn a corner, he stopped, turned around, and pulled his gun on her. She ordered him to put it down but he wouldn't; he held it up and put his finger on the trigger.

"Put it down! On the ground, now! Put the gun down!" she yelled at him.

"Sorry, I can't do that," he responded behind his face mask.

Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. She knew that voice anywhere. It was him? How could he?

BANG.

Next thing she knew, she was on the ground, bullet in her forehead, laying in a pool of her own blood.

The last thing she saw before her eyes closed was him, walking by her, devilish smile on his face.

"Looks like things didn't work out as planned, sweetheart," he said, laughing dryly.

Her body went limp.

She bolted upright in bed, sweating and shaking from fear.

"It was a dream, Kate. Just a dream," she told herself.

She took some deep breaths and rubbed her face, trying to clear the horrifying picture of Richard Castle, the love of her life, shooting and killing her in an alley.

She went into the bathroom, washed her face, and grasped her hair up into a ponytail before she made her way down the stairs.

As she walked into the kitchen, she saw Castle sitting at the counter in his boxers and a t-shirt eating an omelet and reading something on his phone.

"Hey," she said softly as she made her way over to the chair next to him.

"Hey," he replied, not looking at her.

"What time is it?" she asked, still a bit dazed and confused from her nightmare.

"Uhh, it's 11:43," he said, checking the time on his phone.

"Shit," she said, rubbing her face. "I never sleep this late."

"Want me to make you an omelet?" he asked, sliding off his seat.

"Yeah, that would be great, actually, thanks." She was a bit taken aback by his kind gesture.

He went to the fridge to get some ingredients for the omelet and set them down by the stove. He then went and grabbed a coffee mug out of the cabinet, filling and preparing it for her. He brought the mug over and set it down in front of her.

"Thanks," she said, smiling at him.

He returned her smile and nodded at her.

Ugh, still no words. He was killing her. She needed to get something out of him.

"How long have you been up?" she asked, trying to start some kind of a conversation.

"Since eleven, so only like forty-five minutes."

He went back to preparing her omelet, throwing in tomatoes, cheese, and ham. Her favorite. Even though he was not talking to her very much, he was being really sweet with preparing her breakfast just the way she liked it.

He slid the omelet off of the pan and onto the plate. He set it in front of her and got a fork out for her.

"Thanks," she replied as he handed it to her.

She devoured her breakfast quickly. She didn't realize how hungry she really was.

"I'm going to go shower," Kate said as she got up off of the seat. "Thanks for breakfast."

"Welcome," Rick said involuntarily as he cleaned up the dishes.

Kate stripped off her clothes in the bathroom and stepped into the stream of the hot water. She stood there, letting the water massage her back and help release some of the tension from her shoulders. She thought about the past hour. Castle was being so distant; he didn't even want to look at her. He must have really been hurt by her leaving.

She couldn't stand this. She had to make this right. She needed her lover back and she needed to show him just how wrong she was to leave him.

She finished washing herself and stepped out of the shower, towel drying her hair. She washed her face, brushed her teeth, and threw on a pair of yoga pants and a tank top that she found in the bag that she brought with her.

She grabbed her hair brush and as she pulled it out of her bag, a folded piece of paper fell out. She unfolded it, looking to see what it was. She was met with Royce's handwriting; the letter he had written her just before he had been killed. Kate had found the letter in one of her boxes the other day as she was unpacking in her DC apartment. The letter helped her change her mind and come back for Castle. Helped her realize how stupid she had been and helped her realize the big mistake she had made. She brushed her hair out quickly, grabbed the paper, and walked out the door of the bedroom.

She made her way downstairs to find Castle flipping the channels on the TV.

"Can we talk now, please?" she said, realizing just how shaken up she really was about this conversation.

He sighed before turning the TV off and saying, "Yeah, sure. Come sit down."

She sat down on the couch with him and took a deep breath before saying, "Look, Rick. I know you are absolutely pissed at me. I mean, you have every right to be, but this has been eating at me since our conversation last night. I know an 'I'm sorry I know I was wrong' will never justify what I did. I just left you and that's not fair to you whatsoever. I hinted that I wanted things to go further in our relationship and then when we did take a step forward, I ran away. I honestly can't even explain why I thought it was okay to just leave you. And I know you said you would move with me but I just felt like that wasn't fair to you and I don't know, Rick! I just feel horrible about this whole thing and I know you probably don't trust me or don't even love me anymore but I can't express to you how badly I want this to work out and go back to where we left off before I became a selfish bitch and left."

After her long confession, she had to take some deep breaths and wipe the tears from her face that had fallen in protest.

Rick's jaw dropped as he listened her pour her heart out to him. She thought he didn't love her anymore? Probably because he didn't respond to her plea last night. Now more than ever he realized how much she had hurt herself from this.

"First of all, the love I have for you will never die, Kate. I have never felt this way for a woman and it's a feeling that I've felt for you for a long time. Love is not just a switch you can turn off. I have loved you in the past, I love you now, and I always will love you, Kate. Now, it is true, the trust level has fallen, but it always seems to rise and fall with you, Kate. As soon as something seems to be stable, you take the first chance to bolt for the door because you're scared of what may happen if it shifts back to instability. I can't promise you that things are always going to be perfect between us, but we can work things out. You need to learn to talk to me about things and not run away every chance you get. When you left, Kate, I was a mess. I was so hurt and so depressed that I really thought it was all over. If you even knew how hard it was for me maybe it would've made you stay, maybe it would've made you regret the hell you put me through."

He was starting to get angry again, but he was a lot more apologetic than last night.

Kate unfolded the paper in her hands once again. He looked at it and then at her with confusion on his face. She explained herself before he could ask what it was or why she had it.

"When we worked on Royce's case he wrote me a letter, remember? Well, when we were on the plane ride home I read it while you were sleeping. The last paragraph reads this, 'Now for the hard part, kid. It's clear that you and Castle have something real, and you're fighting it. But trust me; putting the job ahead of your heart is a mistake. Risking our hearts is why we're alive. The last thing you want is to look back on your life and wonder, if only.' At the time, I didn't want to believe it. But after another year of working with you and then a year of dating you, I learned that it was possible. I really did love you. And after I got to DC I found this letter again and realized that I had done exactly what he said not to. I put the job before my heart. And yes, it was a mistake. A huge mistake. I don't want to look back on my life and wonder 'if only'. I want to look back on my life and see how great it was because I spent most of it with you. Never again will I run away from this, because I have too many times already and it's never ended the way I wanted it or expected it to. You are the only person I ever want to be with 24/7, 365 days a year. I love you from the bottom of my heart, Rick, and even though I may have permanently screwed things up between us, I just needed to let you know that."

She wiped her eyes and searched his face for a sign of forgiveness, love, anger, hatred, anything. He was expressionless. She could read most people like books but not him. He was impossible.

She stood up to go back upstairs and pack her few things to leave, but he grabbed her wrist before she could. She gasped and turned her head to look back towards him.

He met her gaze and stood up, walking to her until he stopped, grabbed her hips, pulled her to him, and crushed her lips with his.

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