Okay so here is the next chapter. I apologize for the long wait between chapters! I have been working a lot and have finally found some time to write. Thank you to all the readers and feedback I appreciate it and always love to hear what people think!

Beckett and Castle decided to walk to the victim's apartment, seeing as how it was only a few blocks away. They walked in silence for a few minutes, which was unusual for them- or at least Castle. Castle glanced at his partner every now and again to catch a glimpse of the woman he missed, secretly. Beckett also would let her eyes wander over to her left to look at him. They walked in sync together across the sunny street. Beckett looked over, again, and caught his blue eyes looking back.

"What?" Castle asked, with a smile. Beckett smiled back.

"Nothing." Beckett said innocently.

"So, are you coming to my book launch party?" Castle asked. Beckett knew she had no choice but to go, or she would never hear the end of it until she'd agree. Plus she enjoyed getting dressed up for events and parties Castle had, she always found it entertaining to watch the look on his face when he'd see her in something other than in her "police vest."

"When is it?" Beckett asked.

"This Saturday night. Please come, it'll be fun. I mean, without you there would be no Nikki Heat, and without a Nikki Heat there would be no book, and without a book there would be no party." Castle said.

"I'm sure with or without the book, you would still be having a party somewhere." Beckett joked.

Castle smiled.

"This weekend? That's really…" Beckett went.

"Short notice, I know. Sorry, I've just been… I should've called or texted… or tweeted." Castle opened his eyes wide jokingly at the word "tweeted."

They were still walking on the sidewalk, only a few more blocks from their destination.

"You can bring Demming…if you want." Castle said. It killed him to say it. Beckett stopped walking, and faced him.

"Actually, Castle, I've been meaning to tell you…there is no Demming. There hasn't been, for a while." Beckett confessed. She felt like a weight had been lifted off her chest, but she was still holding back.

"How long is a while?" Castle asked, curiously. Castle felt happy to hear this news, but put on his poker face to keep in the emotion.

"Right before you left, actually."

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah. I broke it off with him." Kate said, as she began to walk again. They only had one more block to go.

"I'm sorry, Beckett."

"You are? I mean, I just never thought you liked him."

"What gave you that impression?"

"Oh c'mon, eye rolling, always mumbling under your breath whenever he came around, or was mentioned." Beckett exclaimed. Castle looked shocked and defensive as she spoke. But she was right. He couldn't believe she noticed all that.

"I'm a Detective. It's a part of my job to read people, even the ones I'm friends with." Beckett said.

"Not to pry, but why did you break up with him? Not that I care…" Castle said. Beckett stopped again, and thought of what to say.

"It just wasn't what I was looking for." Castle watched her as she walked a few steps away from him. He hesitated for a moment before beginning to walk again. He was surprised, and wondered why she hadn't told him this, months ago.

"And what is it that you're looking for, Detective?" Castle asked, as he caught up with her. Beckett didn't expect this question, and froze. It felt like déjà vu. Only a few months ago, she said that exact same thing and received the same question from Tom, but only this time around what she was looking for was right in front of her.