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Prompt #35: Wordsmith - Funny how when it came down to the wire, he couldn't say a damn thing to stop her.
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This rarely happens to him. Hell, he's Richard Castle, the famous crime novelist. Words are supposed to line up around the block for the chance to jump from his lips.
But he's speechless. Absolutely speechless.
Then again, he's trying to talk to Kate.
He had to make a conscious effort to speak around her. She was just that spectacular, able to stop him dead with a look or a smile or a sentance loaded with sexual innuendo. She was more effective than a gun in his face or a bomb or a freezer or any of the life-threatening things he's come across since he started to shadow her. She's always had a way of making his tongue trip up and scattering his words like a dog scatters sheep. It's this weird curse she has over him, the power to make all his elegant verbal script rattle off its spokes.
So instead of this perfectly worded refusal he'd spent the last five minutes crafting, he could only say, "Kate...don't do this."
She sighed heavily. "Castle, I'm all right."
He opened his mouth again...and no words came out. God, she's beautiful. He shook his head to clear it and tried again. "You are so far from all right, you're all wrong. Or all left."
"Stop being so overprotective."
"I think I have a right to be, given the situation! You're - "
"Not an invalid," she cut in crossly. "I'm bored, Castle. I want to go."
That, he could argue. "You know you can't."
"But I wanna gooooooooo," Kate whined plaintively. "Pleeeeeeaaaaaase?"
He swallowed the yes that was fighting to be spoken. C'mon Rick, suck it up. She can't walk over you this time. "Kate, you really ought to - "
"Ought to what, Rick?" She stared at him with huge, liquid green eyes that were filling with tears. "What? I'm bored and sick and tired of doing nothing. Why won't you let me do this?"
Aw shit, not the Bambi eyes. For the second time in ten minutes, the vocabulary section of Richard Castle's brain was down for repairs.
Then she said the words that slayed him completely. "Don't you love me?"
His mouth flapped open and shut, but no sound came out. You can do it, Rick. Just say no. Just say no. Just say -
"Okay."
A huge smile broke across Kate's face. "Thank you!" she cried, throwing her arms around his neck tightly and kissing him. "Let's go!"
He gave a heavy sigh of his own. God, Gates is gonna kill me if she finds out I brought a pregnant Kate to a crime scene...
So...many...updates... and yes, Kate's OOC but hey, pregnant women sometimes are.
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