Richard Castle (RCPOV)

Since my date with Kate on Sunday I couldn't get her out of my mind; suddenly my writer's block no longer existed and the new character that I created was my companion during the day when Alexis wasn't home and during the night when she was asleep. The new character had all the bits of parts of Kate that I knew and all the others things I didn't know, I invented. In my story, she was a powerful criminal lawyer that worked side by side with Jameson Rook, an investigative journalist who is kind like me; and together they try to resolve the strangest case that appeared on the media and no one could solve; of course at some point they would do the nasty.

I had been holding myself trying not to call her too soon, trying to pass a good image of myself, but at Friday; I couldn't any longer hold myself. I had reached my limit so before I started rethinking my decision, I called Kate. After a few minutes without answer, the call got disconnected; or Kate had just hit the ignore bottom or her phone lost the battery, maybe she was busy since she was a famous lawyer and was 6:20pm, yeah, probably she was busy. I thought of all the reasons why my call got disconnected, but I couldn't accept that she ignored because she didn't want to talk to me.

After Kate didn't answer me; I started walking around the loft, trying to find something to do. My new character, who still didn't have a name, wasn't sounding appealing because it would make me think about Kate and that was the least thing I could think because if I did so, I would probably try to call her again. So I just sat there at my sofa, staring at the television, pretending to watch the news and waiting for Alexis to arrive to distract me.

At 7pm, my fingers were inching to call Kate again but I couldn't bring myself to do it and Alexis still hadn't arrived. I already called her once and I didn't want to appear desperate in her eyes. At 7:30 pm my phone started ringing, I ran towards it with my fingers crossed wishing to the gods that was Kate calling me. And for the first time in a long time, the gods heard my wish.

Katherine (KBPOV)

After Margaret left my office I had to regroup myself. I wanted to call Richard so much, he was the kind of person that fitted perfect in my little pathetic life; he didn't know anything and wasn't the kind of person that judges you and acts like they know all you life without knowing you, but if I called him I knew that sooner or later I was going to sleep with him or have some kind of crush on him and, I wanted to be a better person for Peter but at the same time, I needed some new friends.

Testing my skills at procrastination , I stayed at my office until 7pm trying to busy myself with unimportant task so I didn't have to came to a decision about calling Richard or not; but I missed my apartment with my bookshelves, paintings, frozen food and bed, so I had to go home. I still hadn't understood how I would move in with Peter. I loved my apartment way too much; maybe we could be married but stay living at different houses? Impossible, I know how much he wanted to life together and I couldn't have him move in with me; I couldn't bring myself to sleep with Peter every night for a long time in the same bed that I brought random guys and had sex with during the start of our relationship. I was a bad person but not that much. My head started aching just thinking about all the things that would change when we got marry.

After I arrived at home I put my not so sexy PJs that I loved so much and used usually when I needed moral support from no one in particularly. For me, there was nothing better than pajama to help you in the difficult times.

I turned the television on and put it on the news, a good lawyer ,even a family lawyer, always knew what was happening in the world; but the news were more boring that they usually were or maybe that day was me that was different, who knew?.

At 7:30pm, I couldn't hold myself any longer, so after taking two shots of tequila; I felt brave enough to return his call.

"Hey Richard, sorry about earlier, I couldn't take the call." I said trying sound relaxed.

"Hi Kate, don't worry. How are you?" He said with his calm voice and all my body relaxed.

"I am fine, you?"

"Good. How was your week?"

"Good, you know, with its ups and downs but at least I survived. How was yours?" I said with a smile.

"I was very good, since I started it with the best companion." He said with a smile on his voice and a blushed, taking the hit that he was talking about our meeting on Sunday. I didn't even remember the last time I blushed at someone.

"Good. How is your daughter?" I said remembering how much he loved her.

"Good, still a saint, I really don't know who this kid takes from." I laughed out loud. "So, when can we meet again?" He asked.

"Hum… I don't know, when do you want to meet again?" I said while I walked around my kitchen, a nervous habit that sadly I development, one more to my collection of habits.

"Well, I am free for the weekend. So, you really can choose any day and time you want."

"Maybe we can meet tomorrow at a night club? I am going out with my sister in law to teach her how to party and I am probably hocking her up with someone and I don't want to get lonely there. I could use your company." Oh boy, I couldn't believe myself. I hoped Sarah wouldn't tell Peter that I met a man at the nightclub and not any man, my favorite author. He would go so jealous and I was never in the mood to deal with the jealousy of Peter.

"If you think she doesn't mind I would love to meet you at a night club. Have you decided which one? I can get us at the VIP area if you want."

"Really? Wow, that is great. I haven't decided I will talk to Sarah, the sister in law, and I will send you a message."

"Okay then." And we stayed in silence for a few minutes, trying to understand what meant for our relationship meet somewhere so full of sexy energy.

"What was you doing that you didn't pick me up at the first time?" He asked, and surprisingly not sounding angry at me or desperate to have my attention; he just wanted to make small talk; and the thought that he wanted to spend more time with me at the phone made a shy smile appear on my face.

I told him the entire story, what Margaret did at the party, what we talked at the meeting in my office and talking to him felt so easy and good. He appeared to have listened with all his attention and sometimes making comments, after that, he talked about his day; talking about his new book and everything, inside I felt like a crazy fan girl trying to get more details about the book that were possible, without getting spoilers.

Soon we changed to different subject and without we both realizing was already 8:40pm and I still had to call Peter. Not really wanting to say goodbye but knowing that we would see each other tomorrow, we both said ours goodbye and I called Peter.

"Hey sweetie, how are you?" Peter said with his sweetest voice that he usually used when he knew that I was angry at something or someone.

"Hey Peter, I am great and you?"

"Great. I heard that Margaret called you, did you two meet?"

"Yes, we did."

"Did you guys solve whatever she had against you?" He said worried, I probably loved him a little more for staying on my side in that mess.

"Yeah, I think so. But with Margaret you never know."

"Right, well, you took so long to call me, I was worried. I missed your voice."

"I missed you too Peter."

"Can we spend tomorrow together?"

"I already have things to do; I am going out with Sarah. I want her to be my maid of honor."

"Wow that is so great that you are going to ask her. She will love it! She likes you so much; Okay, I don't want to get in the middle of your plan, have fun tomorrow, we meet at Sunday or next week. I miss waking up by your side and passing my fingers through your beautiful scars." I flinched inside, I always hated when Peter mentioned my scars; I knew they were part of me and I loved it and accepted it; but Peter had some kind of weird affection towards it or something like that, that bugged me.

"Hum… okay, sure. Look, I am tired, I had a long day. Bye, love you." I said trying to get off the phone the fastest way I could.

"Love you too, have a good night of sleep. Miss you."

With nothing more to do; I sat at my living room with a glass of wine, and stared at the wall made of glass that I had there, where I could see the central park and almost all New York, since I lived in the twenty-second floor. I loved that view; I felt like I conquered the world when I just sat there, at my favorite chair and drank my wine. I looked at the view and started feeling anxious to meet Richard and making plans with myself to buy a new dress.

At 11 pm, I went to bed, turned on the DVD and put on the second season of Suits so I could distract myself from life, so I could fall asleep.

Another habit that I had developed along the years: fall asleep distracting me from life by watching, reading or listening something that I loved so much. I was a woman of many habits some people would say.


Hey, I hope you guys liked it. I know I promised a lot of Alexis and I am getting there because I want to write her with Kate. I am sorry for not writing a lot from Castle's point of view but I don't dominate his character so every time I try to write him I can't feel the connection I feel with the others and can't really write it. Sorry about that.

I would like to thank the people that started following the story recently and who reviewed the story and who is with me since the start, thank you!

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