Title: Plauge

Author's Note: I'm sick. I hate being sick. Bleck.

Kate Beckett sat at her desk, trying to ignore how quiet it was because Castle wasn't there. Why wasn't he there? Confused, she took out her phone.

Can't come in today?

The reply came too quickly for him to be working.

You gave me the Beckett plauge.

The detective glared at the device.

I'm pretty sure I didn't have the plauge.

Ryan looked over to see the brunette smiling. "Castle text you?" He asked, assuming.

"He thinks I gave him the plauge."

"I don't think that's possible-" But Ryan was interrupted by another text.

Don't ruin my story with logic.