It's not fair, she knows, but she drowns the guilt with the sound of his rasping breath, promising that if she can't give him anything else, she can give him this one night, this one reality laced-dream to keep him going.

They say some things are better left unsaid, but then again, there are some words that should never remain unspoken. Post-Always.

a Dash companion. 1st in the Sleep Series

Death isn't permanent. It can't be. Their story is not over. Takes place during Linchpin.

There are only these truths for him: Someone wants Kate dead. Kate wants him. He cannot let her walk out his door alone.

"Do you think we should go on a date?" he asked. Castle and Beckett's life together told in five snapshots.

A story of the end. "He felt her fingers at the small of his back, tracing his spine, threading through his hair, caressing his neck, his cheeks, his forehead. Holding him tight to her body, as if that's all it would take to make this okay."

Kate's keeping track of their new number. -post 'Always' -

"Always never felt so hollow." Angsty oneshot discussing why "always" is a figment of storybook characters' imaginations. Suicide-death fic. Semi-in protest of post-Always fluff and the general belief that the show would not be good if it were not a cop procedural. Mostly because I needed a break-up fic don't know why, 'cause I've never been in a relationship . Hate away.

"Because coffee is us. It's reminds me of all of the reasons I fell in love with you. It was a good morning kiss that I was too damned scared to give you. It was an apology when I needed to remind you that, even though I'm kind of stupid sometimes, I love you more than anything."

"I drive your truck. I roll every window down. I burn up every back road in this town. I find a field, I tear it up 'til all the pain's a cloud of dust." Ryan/Esposito friendship

Now entering plot phase. Post "Always" Castle and Beckett have finally crossed the line. Filled with all shorts of new hopes and fears for their new lives with each other, they must first deal with the multitude of new problems they've created. All the while they discover just how hard it is to try to run from their pasts. Bitter sweet with lots of Drama but I love a happy ending.

Alexis is ready to talk about her breakup with Ashley. But with her dad gone with Beckett, who's there to comfort the scared redhead? Oneshot, rated T to be safe. Please R&R!

Sometimes, you can't sleep. And when you can't sleep, you often end up thinking. This follows the thoughts of Beckett and/or Castle as they deal with the nights of insomnia. Marked as complete because I don't know how long this will go - it's a bunch of connected one-shots. Follow if you like it!

Castle watched Beckett get shot, nearly bleed to death in his hands, waited for someone else to save her life, learned that she couldn't remember his confession of love, were told to wait. And he waited. A taste of what Castle's summer might have been like. Warning: Angst. Melodramatic, maybe.

She listens to the way his breathing settles, tries to get lost in it but all she can think of is her mother, of the way she had looked fourteen years ago that morning, so composed, so brilliant, the lines around her eyes filled with laughter.

"This wasn't the first time that these outbursts had come to this level of violence, but seeing no emotion on his face, like he didn't even seem to register what he did; seemed to make it hurt that much more."

She couldn't let it happen. She wouldn't. One-shot.

Rick and Kate are both young, wild and free and meet on Rick's first day of school in Fairfield Senior High School, as sophomores.

"It hurts. It's been four years of impossible stories and mundane cases. Of smiles and tears, life and death. Four years of friendship, of more than partnership. A slow but secure - or so he had thought - walk toward Love. With a capital L. And now it's all gone." An "Always" fic. I just couldn't help it.

I know 'Always' is immortalised in our minds as perhaps the greatest thing ever. But, what if it had gone differently? What if the case was just your run of the mill murder – with no tie to Johanna Beckett's web of conspiracy? Where would this have left things for our favourite couple? I, for one, think they may have gotten around to that double feature… Two shot. Mid-Always...

My first attempt at a fic. During the L.A episode in season 3. A simple one-shot.

Kink Meme 2012 Prompt. She's always been the first one to read his work. Why shouldn't he have a little fun with that? She is his Nikki Heat, after all.

"my blood approves, and kisses are a better fate than wisdom. . .And death i think is no parenthesis" -ee cummings co-authored by Sandiane Carter and chezchuckles

"Everything in her apartment looked the same as it had when her life was in tatters." Oneshot.