Here's chapter 4. Got it done quicker than I thought I would, probably helps that it's not very long.
Disclaimer: Except a copy of Heat Wave I just got on my Kindle I don't own Castle
Castle waited patiently for Beckett to come back down the stairs. He paused the film and took out their dinner dishes. He contemplated putting them in the dish washer but he needed something to keep him busy while Beckett was sorting herself out so he opted to wash them by hand.
He'd almost finished when Beckett came back down the stairs. He saw her looking around and said, "Kitchen."
She walked in and sat on one of the stools. Beckett stayed silent while Castle finished washing up and dried his hands. He turned to his stove and then said, without looking at Beckett, "Do you want a hot chocolate or anything?"
"A hot chocolate would be lovely?"
Castle nodded and put the kettle on. He measured hot chocolate into two mugs. "It's mint, is that ok?"
"That's good thanks Castle."
They sat in silence, waiting for the kettle to boil. When it did, Castle poured water into the two cups and then added a splash of milk to each.
He handed Beckett hers and then turned towards the lounge, "Come on, let's go back and sit on the sofa."
As Castle walked past Beckett she saw the mess she had made on his shirt. The area that he had held her to was covered in black smudges and marks. "Aw crap, sorry Castle, I've wrecked your shirt."
Castle continued walking, "Doesn't matter, if it doesn't wash out then it can go in the pile of shirts that Alexis has stained over the years, whether it was with tears or food."
Beckett still felt bad but she realised that there wasn't anything she could say that would change Castle attitude towards the ruined shirt.
They walked to the sofa and sat down; simultaneously taking sips of the hot chocolate. "So," Castle started, breaking the silence that had fallen over the room.
"Yeah," Beckett said, "We broke up last night."
Castle waited for her to continue but when she didn't he said, in a quiet voice, "Why?"
Beckett looked at the cup in her hand and then back at Castle, she took a deep breathe than began, "He's never here when I needed him and when he was here I wasn't." She paused again, thinking about whether it was wise or not to say the other reason; she decided that after holding her while she cried he deserved the truth, so in a quiet voice she continued, "Josh knew that my heart wasn't in it. He knew that my heart belonged to someone else."
Castle stiffened slightly beside her. He wasn't sure if he wanted to her where this was going but he had asked so he sat and watched her.
She turned to look him in the eye, "Castle, we broke up because I love you."
Looks like the elephant in the room is officially out. Not sure what I'm going to write in the next chapter or how I'm going to write but I guess we'll get there soon.