And here we go, Chapter Seven. I think this is the furthest I've ever progressed with a story. :) I just love these guys so much, and the weekly episodes are a constant reminder. Though we're on Episode 17 so the end of the series is closing in. Nooooooooo! This will be my last update for a couple weeks. I have exams coming up (Phewwie).
I would also like to congratulate my lovely friend for FINALLY finding my secret fanfiction page. Well done, dear. :)
And onto the story.
Oh wait, I don't think I've done a disclaimed for this story...
Disclaimer: If I did in any way own Castle, him and Beckett would be making beautiful Caskett babies on TV already. ;) Or making a fair attempt at it anyway.
I have just finished Naked Heat and Ordered Heat Rises. It should be here in about two weeks maybe. Naked heat was Fantastic!
Kate had tried to make it up to Castle for her behaviour towards him during the case involving the Mayor but no matter what she said or did, she felt he wasn't really forgiving her. He'd tell her that he was in the wrong and was biased but she wouldn't drop it so they agreed eventually that instead of trying to make it up to each other, they'd just try become friendly towards each other again. Not on cases though. They started to have dinner together more often and go see Movies and just spend time together without the stress of work to get in their way.
"It wasn't what I had expected at all." Kate said as she walked out of the Movie theatre, arms linked with Rick.
"I liked it, I'm just disappointed in the lack of action involved. He didn't even hit the guy."
"I don't think he would have. He blamed himself more than the other guy. He drove her away,"
"I was more excited about the Nikki Heat trailer at the start!"
"I am not going to see that with you,"
"What? But what about the premier!"
"The premier? You failed to mention that!"
Castle was just about to defend himself when a girl's high pitched voice filled the air. Instinctively Kate reached for her gun but the source of the scream came running towards them, wielding a book.
"Oh my gosh, it's actually Rick Castle! I-I-I-I- Oh god I'm blubbering. Will you sign my book, please?" Her accent was thick and southern, like her boots and jacket. She looked like a cowgirl lost in New York. "My Ma will die when she hears about this!" The woman shoved the book into Ricks hands and dug around her large handbag for a Sharpie.
"I really hope she doesn't." Rick laughed slightly, opening the book and taking the Sharpie from the woman.
"When I moved up here my Ma wasn't happy, mostly because of the murders in your books but then I told her I'd carry a book and open wherever I went so I if I met you. And I told her Nikki Heat would be around."
"I prefer Beckett," Kate joked, but her tone was quite flat, annoyed at the thought that Nikki was real and she was forgotten about.
"Oh my gosh, you're Kate Beckett. My Ma will love this!
"What's your name? Or am I making this out to your mother?" Rick asked politely, looking at the girl who was flustered and very red in the face. Kate rolled her eyes, feeling uncomfortable.
"Oh um Jessie, and Maud please too, that's Ma."
"Dear Jessie and Maud..." Castle hummed the rest of what he was writing and snapped the book closed. "For you." he handed the book and Sharpie back to Jessie. She squealed and hugged him and ran off, pulling her phone out of her bag.
"That doesn't happen often anymore. When I was writing Storm, I carried a marker with me wherever I went. The fans are getting older though. I think I've gotten old..."
"We all get old, Castle." Kate said, her attitude still reflecting the earlier eye-roll. "you actually hold your age well,"
"I hold my age well? I'm not that old. I'm just... old enough to have an 18 year old daughter."
"Smooth. You have changed though. As I recall, the first time we met, you had a small bit of a goatee going on,"
"And you had a boy-cut!"
"I did not! It was a very feminine hair cut." Kate defended herself, tucking her hair behind her ear.
"Compared to...?"
"All right, I had my hair cut because I was splattered with the insides of a corpse and no matter how many times I washed it, it felt like it was still there..."
"How did you get splattered?"
"I'm not getting into it," The look on Kate's face told Castle that he didn't need an explanation to know how horrible the situation was. They walked in silence until they got to Castle's building, the closer of the two from the Movie theatre.
"C'mon, I've half a bottle of wine upstairs," he said, opening the door and standing back for her to enter.
"I am working tomorrow. And if we have another body drop, so are you,"
"It's wine! How harmful can it be!"
"Oh fine," Kate said, not really wanting to hesitate. She still felt insecure on where she stood with Castle. She was sometimes uncomfortable in his loft since she kept thinking about ripping his clothes off whenever they were alone there. She knew he was thinking the same thing, the night in the hotel proved it, but she didn't feel like breaking down that barrier any time soon.
The elevator clinked loudly as they reached the top floor. The doors opened and Beckett stepped out first, as usual and waited for Castle to open his door.
The loft was very warm, which was bliss against their cold cheeks. She shed her coat and scarf which Castle took and hung by the door. She sank into his couch, taking in as much heat from the room as she could. Rick joined her, after discarding his own coat and fetching two glasses of red wine.
"How do you get used to fans running up for your autograph. It would completely unnerve me."
"No you just chase people wielding guns instead. I chose my weapon, it was pen and paper, the fans are just a accessory. I got used to it when Derrick Storm became big."
"So it just became normal?" Beckett tucked her feet under her, getting more comfortable.
"More-so when I made my website and the larger book releases."
"You're ego swells a little bit more every time you sign a book, doesn't it."
"It didn't until I received a letter from James Patterson, claiming to love Storm. I thought I was a joke and wrote back Ha nice try kid. Why would Patterson waste his time on me? Then I got a phone call. Number one moment in my life besides birth of Alexis."
"He just called you up like that?"
"Yeah it was amazing. Shortly after, we started playing poker."
"I haven't played poker in ages," Beckett music, remembering how she kicked Castle's ass in poker when she played with the Montgomery and of course, later that week when she played for gummy bears, and not clothing like Castle had suggested.
"I have my table right over there," Castle gestured towards the corner of the room.
"Not tonight, I am beat. And this wine isn't helping."
"I have the spare room, if you want,"
"No it's okay. Alexis might get the wrong impression,"
"True. She should be back soon. She went to see a play with a friend of hers."
"Oh this boy she's seeing,"
"I have no idea, could very well be. They have quite a few double dates,"
Beckett and Castle chatted until she felt incapable of talking anymore. They had polished off the wine long ago and she just wanted to scrub her make up off and curl into her bed. She pulled herself off of the sofa and went for her coat and boots. Castle himself yawned as he stood up, walking towards the door to open it.
"Always a pleasure, detective" Castle said, rubbing his eyes in yet another yawn white holding the shoulders of Kate's coat up for her to slip into.
"It is, isn't it," Kate smiled. Then to Rick surprise, Kate leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, innocent to any on looker, but to them-it was almost as if Kate was saying "I'm ready,"
Before Castle could respond, the door had closed and Kate was gone. He knew better than to run after her, especially since he had neither shoes or a coat on and she would be gone by the time he had made it down.
He pressed the tips of this fingers to his lips for a brief moment before grinning like the Cheshire Cat and sauntering into his room.
I hope this chapter wasn't too boring. I'm terrible with filling spaces and time. I do hope you enjoyed it though.
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