"Fine." I relented as I walked around the bonnet and to the passenger seat. "But please drive her carefully."

When we arrived back at my apartment, I chucked my coat over the back of the couch and bee-lined for the freezer. I opened it and, retrieving some ice cubes, I pulled out the icepack and dropped them inside, screwing it tight and placing it on my eye. I let out a contented sigh at the touch and closed the freezer door as I walked over to the couch where Beckett was standing, waiting for me. I walked around and sat down with a thud only to have Beckett follow close behind me.

"Let me have a look." She asked as she gently removed my hand away to reveal my bruising eye. I watched as she reached up and touched it gently, causing me to wince in pain.

"Sorry." I watched in confusion as she extended her hand in a gesture for me to give her the icepack. I passed it over without argument and smiled as she tenderly placed it back onto my eye.

"I'm sorry that you got this." She motioned to my eye.

"Kate," I replied softly, "this is in no way your fault. I punched him, he punched me back, end of story." She nodded her head softly in agreement. My hand made it's way up her to her face and my fingers tenderly brushed against her jaw. I felt her lean ever so slightly into my hand as I did so and gently placed my palm back on her cheek, stroking my thumb back and forth to try and comfort her.

It wasn't long before the swelling went down on my eye and started to turn a beautiful blue, green, purple with just a hint of black. I walked back over to the kitchen and tipped out the water that was left in the icepack. I glanced over my shoulder and back to Beckett and smiled.

"Thank you so much Beckett." I told her softy. I watched as her head flicked around to face me and watched as the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile.

"You're welcome. I had a fun time at the game today."

"How could you have had fun if you got felt up, I got punched and we got kicked out?" I asked.

"You have a good punch." She complimented. "And being on the big screen…" She let the comment fall, but I knew very well to what she was referring to.

The Kiss.

"It was the first time for me on the big screen, believe it or not." I smiled as I placed the icepack by the sink and walked back over to the couch.

"Really?" She patronized. "I would have thought that you got on there all the time."

"Nope." I chuckled as I flopped back down next to her. "But I am glad that my first time was with you." I whispered sincerely. I tried to look into her eyes to show her how serious I was at my compliment but she simply turned her head and cast her eyes to her feet as she wrung her hands nervously.

"Did I say something wrong?" I asked with a chuckle.

"No," She replied softly. "I just didn't expect you to say that, that's all."

"What? The truth?" I asked, confused.

"No, I mean I didn't expect you to say that you were happy that the Kiss cam turned to us, I didn't expect you to want to kiss me in front of all of those people and I didn't expect to kiss you back." She said softly, more to herself than to me.

"Neither did I." I informed her as I grasped her face in my hand. "I would have never expected that the Kiss cam would turn to us and give that opportunity. That only happens once in a lifetime. Twice if you're lucky, at most. But what I'm trying to say is that I am glad that it happened. I have no regrets about it." I finished. I watched patiently as Beckett's eyes slowly came up to meet mine as she searched them for the evidence to prove my words were truthful.

"I… I, ah… I'd better get going. It's getting late." Beckett informed me as she put her hand on mine and brought it away from her face.

"Oh, right. Of course." I replied, standing up to help her collect her things. I picked up her coat from the back of the couch and walked with her to the door. I waited while she picked up her handbag before handing her her coat.

"I'll see you soon, Kate." I said softly as I lent in close to her, watching her back up until she was between the door and me.

"Castle…" She warned, but before she could manage to get the rest of the threat out, my lips had already made it to her cheek, kissing it sweetly.

"Goodnight Kate." I smiled as I opened the door from behind her, moving her to the side as I did and watched her walk out in a confused daze. I chuckled softly and shook my head as I closed the door and headed back inside.

A.N. Poor Castle. At least he's a good sport.