A/N: Another chapter up… sorry for the delay, I'm been crook. *holds stomach and groans in pain* hope it was worth the wait. Enjoy :)

Castle stood by her desk, an irritated expression across his face.

She looked up to see him scratching his shoulder, then his back and arms.

"What's wrong with you, have you got fleas?" she teased.

He pulled a face.

"What's up?" she asked.

"I'm just…" he paused to scratch his leg.

"What the hell happened to you?"

"I think… I THINK I had a disagreement with some poison ivy, I feel like I'm dying."

She laughed. "Don't be so dramatic. But if that's the case, you should be home. Use Chamomile cream… and rest up!"

"I have things to do," he insisted.

"Not like that you won't," she said.

Castle looked around the precinct and back to Beckett.

"Castle, go home, I promise to call if anything amazing happens that you can use for your research."

"I don't wanna go home," he said in a childish whinny voice.

Beckett folded her arms across her chest and leaned back in her chair. "Do you always have to be a pain in the ass?"

He pretended to think about it. "Yes."

"Castle…"

"Kate, I HATE being stuck in bed," he scratched his stomach through his jumper.

"Mmmm, maybe you are sick, you didn't even use that reference in a perverted way," she pointed out. "I'm impressed, and to be honest, I little worried that you might be dying."

"NOT funny," he snapped. He didn't see the humor in this situation.

"Relax, I'm kidding. You won't die from poison ivy. But you will leave scars all over your body if you keep doing that," she scolded. "GO home Castle!"

Castle pouted.

"I can see that this has made you all the more mature."

Montgomery was watching the scene from the break room, and stepped out into view.

"I think you should listen to Detective Beckett," he told Castle.

Castle shot him a look.

"Thank you, Sir," she smiled cockily at the writer-boy.

"Don't get all high and mighty," Montgomery smirked. "You'll be taking him home and watching him. The boy needs to be taken care of…"

"Are you serious?" she cried. "SIR! He has a mother and a daughter."

"Alexis has a social life, and a lot of study, and Castle's mother… has better things to do!"

"Sir you can't really be-"

"It's an order!" he said sternly.

Beckett rolled her eyes as the Boss walked away.

"You have to take care of me…" Castle grinned.

She stood from her desk and swung her jacket over her shoulders. "SHUT UP!" she barked, she pulled him y the arm and dragged him out. "Don't think I'm going to be nice to you…"

"You're house or mine?" he asked.

"MINE!"

Hahahahaha… bet you all can't wait to find out what happens next… me neither, but I'm working on it. It's gonna be a doozey, in the meantime you can keep me inspired by your reviews… TA! :)