Elvis Has Left the Building

These will now be a series of episode tags. What my imagination thinks happened after the end of what we saw. While this one follows the last episode, after this they might skip around. Hope you all like them, so here goes.

Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine, just the story.

He didn't know which was worse, the bongo drums in his head, the solar burst of light shining through his closed eyelids or the frozen wasteland that the bag of peas has left his forehead. "Man when did I get too old for a night in Atlantic City?" Castle thought to himself.

Alexis set beside him, eerily quiet; frowning and wringing her hands… "Dad…"

"Sweetie…not so loud," Castle grimaced as he lifted his head only to drop it back down on the sofa with a groan.

"Sorry. I…well it …they just…it was only supposed to be…I don't know how…" Alexis stopped and took a deep breath before continuing on. "The girls' night turned into a party. Jules's boyfriend stopped by with a couple of his friends then…then people just kept coming. No one listened to anything I said. They were playing with everything. Jules said not to worry cause you were the cool Dad and wouldn't care but…I care. You trust me and...finally, I just got really mad and told them they all had to leave. It was an awful mess and took me hours to clean up. I just…I feel terrible."

Turning his head toward his daughter, Rick slipped the sun glasses off his eyes and slid the peas off so that he could look her in the eyes. "Hey, slow down. Were the police here?

"No."

"Besides the party, did you do anything you are ashamed of?"

"No."

"Drink any alcohol?"

"No."

"Well, then I think no harm done. You learned a lesson." He reached over and pulled her into his side, her head resting on his chest. "I'm still learning that maybe some things that I do…are not in my own best interest. Besides, I do trust you and always will." He dropped a kiss on the top of her head then groaned as it jarred his head. Lying back, he reached up and put the cold pack back on his head.

"I guess we both learned a lesson." Alexis snuggled closer in to her father.

"Grams is better at partying then both of us!" They said in unison.

Castle laughed. "Touche', baby bird." He said as he blindly held out his fingers for her to feed the birds.

Then just as they were both settling, the shrill sound of a text coming in broke the silence of the loft. Moaning Castle set forward and struggled to pull the offending object out of his back pocket. He flipped it face up and read the message.

Hey Castle, got a body. You in?

He groaned, and then tapped in his response, Think I'll sit this one out.

Whats wrong Elvis, too much Atlantic City?

I resemble that. Hey, don't be cruel. Right now my head's telling me I'm all shook up. Lol

No prob. My messages to the boys came back return to sender. I guess I'll just take my suspicious mind and head out on my own.

K. Be careful.

U bet.

"Detective Beckett?" Alexis murmured.

"Yeah, I think she misses me," he sighed rubbing his head. "Let's just sit here and rest our eyes."

"Dad? I'm sorry about the party. Guess you're going to have to ground me…two weeks, huh."

"I'm pretty tough aren't I?" Castle snorted as they settled back into the sofa.

"I love you, Dad," Alexis whispered as she snuggled deeper into her father's arms.

"Love you too Pumpkin." Castle answered quietly as his eyes drifted closed and Elvis left the building.