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Thank you Howie for the help with the chapter and Mic for the last one, without y'all I would still be sitting here rocking back and forth wondering what to do. Thank you.

I was listening to Breaking Benjamin while I wrote this… yeah.

I think this one is actually over 1,000 words. Yay!

On with the story!

Pup Talk Chapter 3

The next morning Kate woke up at six so she had plenty time to get ready without Castle interrupting her getting dressed. It happened most mornings, she would put clothes on and he would take them off. Thankfully she was hardly ever late and her tardiness went unnoticed when she was. They had told everyone about their relationship four months into it. Everyone except Gates. They didn't want to take the chance of Castle getting thrown out of the precinct. He had once since she had gotten back temporarily, he was literally thrown out. Gates had a buff uniform escort him out of the build and once they reached the ground floor the man picked him up and carried him out and threw him out the door. At least that's the way he described it. She didn't really believe him except for the bruises on his shoulders and back. They weren't that bad, but still present and he was a little stiff for about a week. It was the longest week in her life.

When she finished her morning routine, dressed and everything, she headed back to their bedroom. Wow, our bedroom, she thought. It felt so weird and good at the same time to know that it was theirs now. When she reached his side of the bed, she bent down and put her mouth next to his ear and whispered "Wakey wakey sleepyhead. Time to get up."

"I ont wan ge up," he mumbled sleepily.

"Don't you want a puppy? I guess not. I'll just go to work then. Have a nice day in bed alone," she teased while walking out of the room into the office.

"I'm up! Let's go get a dog!" he said much more alert than he was a few seconds ago.

"Hurry up and get dressed, its eight-twenty," she called from the office.

"You showered without me? That's not fair!" he called to her as he got out of bed.

9:13. That's what time it was when they finally stepped outside the loft. "I thought we were never going to make it out of there. Shows how excited you are," she mumbled as he locked the door.

"Oh, I'm excited, I just didn't get much sleep last night because someone has to get paperwork done the second she closes a case. Ryan and Espo wait till the next day, why can't you?" he whined.

"Yes, but Ryan and Esposito are also three weeks behind on theirs," she argued back.

"Ugh, I can never win with you."

"Get used to it, I plan on being here for a very long time," she told him.

"Well, I guess I'll have to," he said faking exasperation.

"Let's go," she said as she grabbed his hand and pulled him down the hall.

Once they go in the car Castle seemed to think that 20 Questions was the best game ever, because he wouldn't stop.

"What's your favorite color?"

"Purple."

"Cats or dogs?"

"Dogs."

"Hmm, rock or country?"

"Rock."

"Hard rock, soft rock, classic rock, or screamo?"

"Screamo? Really? Hard rock," she told him already getting annoyed.

"Breaking Benjamin or Nickelback?"

"Breaking Benjamin."

"What's your favorite breed of dog?"

"I don't know, either a boxer or golden retriever."

"Cute. Mac or PC?"

"Mac. Shouldn't you already know these things?" she asked him.

"I'm asking the questions here. I have to disagree with your answer though. Um, Electric guitar or acoustic?"

"Depends on what's being played. I play acoustic though."

"Already knew that. Do you sleepwalk?"

"What? No."

"Pink or purple?"

"Purple."

"What's your favorite band?"

"Breaking Benjamin or LMFAO"

"Really, LMFAO? I can't stand them!"

"You're the one that said Ying and Yang are harmony and Ying Ying is a name for a panda," she said defensively.

"Yeah, I know but that's not even music, it's just some guy hitting buttons on a sound machine. I could do that."

"Yes, but you don't. You write. What you do can take a person's mind on a journey for hours, a song only last a couple minutes. Besides I prefer to read," she told him.

"Thank you," he told sincerely as he reached for her hand.

"No, problem," she said while looking into his eyes, when they stopped at the traffic light.

"I'm surprised you actually remember me saying that," he said surprised.

"Yeah, well I remember a lot of things you say or do Castle," she told nonchalantly.

"What do you want to listen to?" he said reaching for the radio while smiling.

"Actually, there's a cord in the glove box that goes into that hole right there and we can to listen to what's on my phone instead of the radio," she told him as she pointed out the port on the stereo.

"I didn't know that was there."

"Yeah, the CIA put it there when they pulled my car out of the Hudson."

"Ah. Can we stay away from the LMFAO please?" he pleaded.

"Fine. Put it on Breaking Benjamin or Three Days Grace. Something like that."

"BB it is," he said clicking on the album.

"BB?" she asked rolling her eyes.

"What? It's a lot easier than saying 'Breaking Benjamin' all the time," he told her defensively.

After about an hour they had gone through one and a half of Breaking Benjamin's album when Castle stated "You know, a lot of their music is kind of depressing. It's starting to bum me out."

"Fine put it on something else then," she told him glad they were already halfway through the drive.

She was sitting there thinking when her thoughts were interrupted by Katy Perry's Hot and Cold came on and Castle started to sing along. She thought it was cute at first but then it seemed like he was just doing it to annoy her and started singing in a high pitched and squeaky voice. Finally she had enough. "CASTLE!"

"Sorry, I'll stop."

"That's all I ask," she told him exasperated.

It was minutes before he piped up again. "I love you?"

"Why do you make it sound like a question?" she asked him.

"Because you're mad at me."

"I'm not mad at you, I'm just tired. This case drained a lot of energy and I didn't get enough sleep last night," she explained to him.

"Do you want to pull over and let me drive so you can sleep?" he asked her. "I know how to get there. I'm not that directionally challenged."

She considered him for a minute then pulled off to the shoulder of the highway and got out. They quickly traded places and he pulled off the shoulder to get going. He looked over at her to notice that she had already fallen asleep.

"Well this should be an interesting hour and a half," he said to himself.

So this was pretty much just a filler chapter. I promise they will get there in the next chapter. Their taste in music is a OOC I think, but I love Breaking Benjamin. Their song "Firefly" is amazing. Anyway I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up. So, til then.

-Miranda.