Forbidden Angel

by Castlefan6

Authors Note: Pre series Castle, Rick has graduated and served time in the USMC, fulfilling his ROTC commitment, Beckett has gone on to become a lawyer, Johanna is alive, BOTH are in relationships when they meet, what will happen, For sake of this story the age difference has been adjusted, GO with it, and also I'm sure many military protocols will be broken again IT'S FICTION. NOTE: AU not canon

I don't own Castle, I use the characters for amusement purposes only

Chapter 7

A/N

I will be publishing all future work under Handle of Castlefan6 I am back to my Original handle, I guess the site has the problem from time to time not displaying work on the main page, I was advised by Pen2Paper that this has happened and best course of action is to stay the course, and wait for them to correct the bug. I apologize for any trouble, I deleted all stories but the current copy of Forbidden Angel, if you followed or left a review please do so again,

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Previously

She really was beautiful, as he looked at her face, and gently brushed a stray strand of hair away, she nibbled a sweet kiss on his neck. He wondered how many men would give their right arm to be where he was at this moment, and even more to have experienced her delights as she loved him through the night into the early morning. As his mind drifted,

It had been a long two years, even longer when you factored in Kyra's departure, but there were always the locals for physical relief. Now what was concerning is there is a beautiful, sexy, woman, who turns you on, will do anything to please you sexually, and has the sexual drive of an animal, so what the hell is wrong with you, Rick? What box doesn't she check?

Black Pawn Publishing

Monday 10:30 AM

7 Days before Christmas

Rick had authorized use of his picture on the new book, but there was to be no travel or tours until he had been home at least 30 days and found out his Reserve obligations. Gina with her Mom's intimate knowledge of the Defense Department had arranged for Rick to complete his obligations in the city, having served two tours, and winning accommodations for his action. So here he sat at 10:30 AM doing the least favorite thing in the world, attend meetings.

Paula Hass was his Agent, and as attractive as she was, her body was to die for, she was also a piranha in negotiations. It was an odd alliance with Gina, but the common denominator was Rick, and their love for him. Each had shared his bed at different times in his life, Paula early on, and although she didn't manage to develop the Boss with Benefits relationship that Gina was working on, the door was open to Rick at any time, for whatever he wanted or needed from her.

"Ricky, I'm sorry but the Legal Beagles won't let me act on this for you, seems an Agent is limited in how much they can negotiate. Now if you wanted to take*"

"Save it Paula, don't spoil the memory of one of the most beautiful weekends I had, by pushing for more. You of all people know the situation, and the heartbroken young fool I was then. I told you I didn't regret one moment of time I spent with you, but I do regret it started out as a Mercy Fuck for you."

"What are you talking about Rick, it was never that for me, I wanted you the day I saw you, but I also knew the one thing you hate more than meetings, is pushy broads, so I stood down. I didn't feel sorry for you, I felt the hots for you just to be clear once and for all."

Rick looked deep into Paula's eyes and knew she was telling the truth,

"Hell do you think I wear these dresses for Alex Conrad. What the hell is the matter with you, two years, Ricky for two years Gina, Martha and I prayed, cried and worried together.

It's strange I know but we all love you, even if you were hell bent on getting yourself killed over some woman who listened to her Mother over her heart. You deserve better, maybe that's not me, or Gina, but you still deserve someone who loves you for you."

Rick stepped outside, and made a call, within 30 minutes two very high-powered entertainment Attorneys were knocking at the conference room door. Rick introduced them to Paula, and gave instructions that NO TOURS, NO SIGNINGS, were to happen until after January 25th, his end of leave.

He advised the lawyers he was prepared to cancel his contract and end the relationship with Black Pawn, if they pushed too hard. He had made more money than he would ever need, so why stay in a relationship, work or personal that made you unhappy. Paula was to speak for him, and if Black Pawn refused, he would sit out the one year, and sign with another publishing company, he owned the rights to all of his characters and stories.

"Paula, I have things to do, work with Paul and Jeff to get this mess straightened out, tell Gina that I don't let personal pleasures dictate my business plan. She made a grave error thinking she could screw me into compliance," and then he walked out the door.

It had been a while since Rick had seen the park in the daylight, the air was crisp, but not overly cold, and he needed to clear his hand from the suits, mixture of overbearing smells of colognes and perfumes, each trying to out do the other. As he walked, his thoughts drift back to a different time, warmer, much warmer temperatures, and the excuse of a homemade Christmas tree that he had spent the last two Christmas's huddled around.

His brothers in arms, like he were trying like hell to remember the good parts of life, in this God forsaken shithole that they were ordered to defend till the last man. It seemed like the enemy could care less about a Holiday, as fire fights broke out throughout the supposed truce. He shook his head to clear the image, somethings were best not remembered.

It was a beautiful day, and as he walked, he was lost in the beauty of the park, just enough snow to cover the branches of the trees, and the smell of nature. He stopped to admire one large oak tree when he was hit from behind by a petite brunette. She had been so engrossed reading her iPad she had failed to realize he had stopped.

"I'm so sorry, I was, Rick? Is that You?"

"It sure is Kate, we seem to have a knack of bumping into one another, what's your hurry?"

"I'm sorry Rick, no hurry, I was just cramming for my Bar Exam I will be taking Jan 15th, and most don't pass the first time, I want to break that trend if I can."

"Well if anyone can it will be you Kate, wait, did you say Bar Exam as in Lawyer?"

"Yeah, something wrong with that? Or do you agree with many men, women belong at home barefoot and pregnant?"

Rick laughs deep for the first time in a very long time, and it shakes his ribs, where the cartilage is still healing. He grabbed his chest as his face displayed the pain.

"Rick, are you OK, should I call 9-1-1? Talk to me Rick!"

"No, I'll be fine, just some tender ribs, and some healing going on, haven't laughed that hard in, well a really long time. To answer your question, I have two women attorneys who work for me, and no I don't think the New York winters would allow women to go barefoot, as for pregnant, I had nothing to do with that, I've been gone for two years remember?"

Now it was Kate's turn to laugh, long and hard.

"Well knowing your charm over most women, you could have mailed it in for all I know," and they both laugh.

"Kate are you in a hurry or would you care to get a cup of coffee, I mean it's the least you can do to settle this out of court" Rick smiles that big easy smile.

"So, a cup of coffee is your settlement Mr. Castle? You know what, let's settle this, I know my Mom would hold out for a private screening with you if she were here."

"I take your Mom is a fan, and you not so much, would that be accurate Counselor"

"Pretty much, I mean I haven't read your work even though Mom is pestering me to read at least one, you really made an impression on her with that autographed color photo with the new Storm book she just received."

"Really, what is her first name? I try to get to know a little about my fans if I can, sometimes I can't remember but sometimes I do."

Kate thinks to herself what a can of corn is that line, he probably has a room full of assistant's hand writing those autographs, so the readers think they are authentic.

"Her name is Johanna, and*"

"She lives near Soho, is an Attorney, your Dad's name is James, yours is Katherine Houghton, and you are an only child, and I wrote, now that I can show my face I hope to see you at a book signing soon, Love, Luck and Happiness, Always Rick"

Kate stands still, mouth open, and totally caught off guard.

"I know I bet you thought I had assistants writing out messages from a master crib sheet, but like I told you, I like to get to know my readers as much as I can. Your Mom has purchased every book I have written, that's why her payment was returned to her bank, so when she is off in her checking account, it will be because of that"

"Rick, how do you do that? I mean how do you know my very thoughts the moment I am thinking them, are you a warlock back from the past?"

The next few hours were spent in easy conversation, Rick didn't want to talk about the service, or his books, he wanted to know what hat happened the last two years when news from home was sparse and late when it did arrive.

"Kate, I see you glancing at your watch, am I holding you from other plans, if so, I deeply apologize."

"No, no it's nothing I was just wondering, would you like to join us for dinner tonight, I mean it's nothing fancy but*"

"Kate, I would love to, what time?"

"Say Sevenish, Mom is in the office today, so I'll head home and get a start,"

"That would be Great, I always love home cooking over restaurants, is there anything I can bring?"

"Well, I'll see you at seven or so tonight, as she rises, and blushes as he gently kisses her on her cheek,

"Can't wait, and Kate, Thank You !"