Thank you for all the kind reviews, favourites and follows. Hopefully FF has stopped going crazy for a while which should make posting and reading easier. I'm going away for a couple of days later so I won't be able to respond to reviews. Also if I haven't messaged any of the reviewers personally, I'm sorry. Hopefully the chapters will still post okay tomorrow and Saturday.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Castle. Just DVDs and books. If anyone from ABC is reading this, could you please put Castle on UK iTunes when on the day the show first airs in the USA for season 8? Please. (Long shot, I know)

All that said I hope you enjoy the story. This is a bit of a filler chapter today.

Chapter 4 - Building a Picture

She returns to her desk anxious to get on with the day. Once again seated at her computer she logs on once more to check her emails. To her dismay, however, the computer had decided in her absence to install the updates leaving her waiting while the installation is finalised.

She cautiously reaches out for the coffee still residing on her desk hoping that it is still warm as she's not one to waste a perfectly good cup of coffee. The first sip is nectar to her taste buds, there is a reason why coffee with two pumps of sugar free vanilla is her favourite.

Her delight in the coffee that he brought her does not going unnoticed as he she eventually notices the stare that he is giving her. He knows now that Henry didn't lead him astray and he's now found a way to keep her happy. Maybe. It could work as a sweetener perhaps or may just become his new morning routine. He could write it all off as expenses anyway.

If he's getting a new book out of this it may keep his ex-wife slash publisher happy. The new manuscript really was due weeks ago but he hadn't really felt like writing. No inspiration after all. Anything he tried to write would seem too much like Derek Storm or worse...it would be boring.

He'd being losing too much on the online gambling sites that his daughter - and mother- had taken his credit cards away knowing that he wouldn't use his debit cards on line too cautious of his money being stolen after a possible hack. Paranoia it may be but he'd rather be safe than sorry.

He's still looking at his new muse when the stare she gives him lets him know that he needs to stop right now. Watching her drink coffee is just a little disturbing even though it is the sexiest way he's ever seen a woman - rather person because men don't do anything like that preferring to just take a swig - drink coffee.

He watches her as she moves around the office selecting a variety of files that are neatly laid out on her large oak desk. The quality of the wood and finish is without question one of the highest there is which is of no great surprise given the profile of the firm and expensive nature of its attorneys. He knows Henry's fees so Kate's shall not differ greatly. Everything about her tells an observer that she prefers the finer quality of goods especially clothes and shoes. Not for one moment suggesting that she will only buy something designer. She is certainly not that vain.

The offices of the building are by no means an average expense, large wooden doors with some of the most exquisite decorations. It certainly gives the correct impression to any clients. These lawyers are some of the best and well worth their expense.

He's spent many a time in Henry's office so comparing his current surroundings to the office just down the hall he can tell it is that of a younger person. It is with the very classic theme yet with a modern twist. Her photo frames, the ones holding her certificates as well, a mix of gold frames and traditional oak. The odd three on her desk were ones either bought on a whim or forming part of a present. In one of those he spots Kate with two older people one of whom looks just like the woman in front of him just thirty or so years older; her parents probably. Another is Kate pictured with a dark skinned friend who is probably a doctor given by the stethoscope around her neck. The final one shows Kate with someone that is a quite a few years younger than her yet still looks very similar. He knows from Henry that Kate is single and not a mother so cousin perhaps or just a much younger doppelganger. The largest photo on display though is her graduation one.

Looking around the room he is able to build up a story or his new muse. Even including the intrinsic artwork on the walls behind. The bookcases that are double stacked tell of a conscientious person, the stacks of files and paperwork show someone who is a workaholic, the certificates only confirm what he already knows which is that she's highly qualified and is happy for people to know. The photos tell him that she values her friends and family. The signed baseball residing to the left of her computer informs him of her love of the sport. If she didn't like the sport then it would be at home probably but no it is on her desk in a stand. He can't make out the signature which is not a surprise as a lot of stars' signatures become illegible after a while.

If this is the type of office that his daughter ends up working in then he would be very happy, he's proud of her and only wishes the best for her. If she turned out anything like Kate then he would definitely be incredibly happy. He hasn't known this woman long but wants to spend a life time learning about her.

She's returned to the computer to begin dealing with the twenty three new emails in her inbox, seven of which she instantly deleted; so much for junk email then. The way she reads and replies to the remaining ones is as if she knew exactly what each one was as she replied having barely read it. She can type hell fast though, whipping through them before he realises it.

Swiftly moving on to the next task, she picks up one of the folders from her desk before standing up. She looks to the still seated Castle, "C'mon, Castle, I've got a job for you."

"Really?" He asked. Eager to get involved and buoyant that he was going to get to help this early on.

"Yeah, I need some copying and scanning done. Let me show you how to use the machine." Kate replied with a chuckle.

It certainly was not what he wanted to do but everyone had to start somewhere, right?

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