Thank you cozcat for the idea! I hope you like how it turned out x3 I don't own Castle or the characters, etc etc.


"Beckett," the detective mumbled sleepily into the phone. With a glance at her clock, she realized it was only six am.

"Get up and get dressed!"

"Castle?" She frowned as she pushed herself up into a sleeping position, looking at her window. It was still dark outside.

"Who else?" She could practically here the smirk in his voice.

"Go away, I'm sleeping." She made to end the phone call, but stopped when he squeaked in protest.

"Please get up and get dressed? I promise it will be worth it."

She sighed, knowing that she wouldn't be going back to sleep now anyways. Throwing the covers off of her, she swung her legs out of bed.

"Why am I getting dressed and where am I going?" Her voice was agitated as she maneuvered herself to her dresser, grabbing some clothes and heading to the bathroom.

"Just make sure you're warm and come downstairs."

With that, he hung the phone up and left in his wake a very confused detective. She shook her head as she quickly changed into warmer clothes. Even with a pair of leggings underneath her jeans she knew that the New York wind would still get to her. Trying not to think about it, she made her way to the closet and pull on a long sleeve shirt before grabbing her jacket.

After making sure that she had her cell phone and keys, she left her apartment and headed downstairs. She knew that without her morning coffee she would be grumpy, but she didn't plan on staying out long. It was her day off and she would find herself back in bed soon enough.

When she saw him standing outside of her building through the window she fought that smile that begged to come to her lips as she pushed open the door, the wind hitting her.

"Castle, it's still dark outside. What are you doing here?"

That grin that she hated to love came to his lips as he grabbed her hand and pulled her out into the cold, surprising her. She knocked into him and was about to start yelling when she realized it was snowing. Her head tilted back in wonder, her body resting against his, as she stuck her tongue out and tasted the first snow of the season.

He let her enjoy her moment of innocence before taking her hands in his own, pulling her to him even more. Her eyes snapped to him now, squinting with a quick shut down on her lips.

"Just relax," he told her - not letting her get the threat out.

She bit her tongue, her nose feeling as if it would freeze off at any moment. She was used to New York winters, but that never meant that she would like the cold. Taking comfort in the warmth radiating from her partner, she allowed him to pull her tight to him.

When he started to move them, awkwardly at first, she realized what he was doing - what they were doing. Dancing. A small smile did grace her lips now as she allowed her head to rest on her shoulder, her arms snaking around his waist underneath his jacket.

"Thank you," she whispered in his ear as her eyes fluttered closed. Although she was past exhausted, she was taking comfort in his arms. To know that he remembered something that she had mentioned once in passing over a year ago filled her with emotions, ones that she wasn't ready to deal with. Instead she allowed her body to move with his, simply enjoying the moment.