Characters: Castle/Beckett

Rating: K

Genre: Humor

Summary: It's the second anniversary of Castle working with Beckett, time to celebrate.

I do NOT own Castle.

Today marks two years since Castle first aired!


One A Day Doesn't Keep The Anniversary Away...

"Good morning!" Castle called out to the detectives in the bullpen, before turning to the few guys carrying boxes behind him. "You can just set those in the break room over there."

Curiosity getting the best of her, Beckett cautiously walked over to the boxes after the men placed them in the break room and left.

"Castle? What's in the boxes?"

"Cookies."

"Cookies? All of these boxes have cookies in them? Were you planning to feed the whole Homicide Division?"

"Actually, yes I am." He gave her a huge grin but she just stared at him, seemingly not knowing what was going on.

"And why exactly are you doing this?"

"You don't know what today is?"

"Nope." She watched as his face fell the slightest bit, before he quickly pulled himself together.

"Why Detective, I can't believe you forgot! Today is our second anniversary!"

Of course, the two nosy detectives picked that time to pop in and over hear their conversation.

"Anniversary? You guys'? There something you want to tell us about?" Ryan teased while Beckett just rolled her eyes at all of them.

"I have no idea what he is talking about."

"Two years ago today, you arrested me and we worked together on the Tisdale case."

"In other words, the day I realized I must have done something really horrible in a past life to be stuck with you." She shot back at him with a smirk before snatching a cookie out of one of the many boxes and walking out of the break room.

"Guys! Castle brought cookies for everyone!" Beckett's yell had the sweets deprived officers stampeding towards the break room, causing the rest of her team to be stuck inside for a while.

That gave her plenty of time to make sure her plans were finalized.


The rest of the day was spent just like normal, no more mentions of the anniversary- except for the cookie crumbs everywhere.

It wasn't like he expected Beckett to throw a party or anything like that, but it would have been nice if she had actually acknowledged what day it was.

But no, she wouldn't even take him up on his offer of free drinks at the 'Old Haunt'.

"For the millionth time, Castle, I have too much paperwork to catch up on today."

"But Beckett!"

Esposito and Ryan walked up at that moment, telling them that they were going to head on down to the bar and that they would meet the two of them there when they stopped arguing over it.

"Come on, please?"

"Castle-" Her phone chimed and she looked at it, quickly reading the text message she had received. "-Fine, if you want me to go so bad, then you can wait half an hour while I finish at least some of this paperwork."

"Yes!" Castle fist pumped the air and Beckett turned her focus back on the folder she was reading, bring it up slightly in front of her face to hide the smirk she couldn't stop from showing.

He had no idea.


Forty-five minutes later- much to Castle's disappointment- the detective and writer were heading to the bar.

When they got there, Castle got out of the car, but Beckett stayed behind, saying she had to make a call first.

At her insistence, he headed into the bar without her.

What he didn't know, was that as soon as he got out of the car, she made a mad dash towards the backdoor, slipping inside and getting into position just as he opened the front door.

"Happy Anniversary!" Way too many voices yelled when he walked into the bar, and as soon as his eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness of the room, he could tell that nearly the whole Homicide division was there.

The officers and other detectives all greeted him with various things- "Congrats on surviving two years!" "Didn't think you'd make it this long!"- but he was really only paying attention to the female detective smirking near the back of the bar.

Castle pushed his way, politely, through the crowd of officers until he was standing in front of Beckett.

"You-you remembered?"

"Of course."

"And you set this all up?"

"Well, I had a little help but-" She was cut off as he gathered her into his arms for a massive hug- much to the amusement of the bar patrons.

"Castle, let me go!" Red-faced, she tried to struggle out of his grip when the teasing from her fellow officers and detectives started, but he didn't let go until Esposito commented that if they didn't break apart soon, he was going to get a water house after them.

He finally let her go, but it was too late.

People had already started taking out their cell phones and snapping pictures.

They were never going to let her live this down.