Disclaimer: Not mine.
Notes: Short and silly. This time it's not Alexis and Kate who have been drinking! Hurrah for a change of theme!
"Alexis, you don't have to do this."
"Yeah, right," she answered rolling her eyes and pulling the car door open. "Both of you in."
The older pair climbed into the backseat about as clumsily as any two people could. And noisily. And giggly.
Alexis pulled out her cellphone and started taking a video. "What did we learn tonight?"
"Don't challenge Beckett to a drinking contest."
"Don't accept challenges from your father."
"Annnd..." Alexis supplied bending down to pick up shoe that Katherine Beckett had somehow managed to lose as she climbed in.
"Nope, nothing else," Castle said struggling to get his seatbelt on.
Beckett thumped his arm with the shoe Alexis had just given her. "The other thing we learned is your daughter is going to be giving us crap about this for weeks, and that she is awesome."
"Damn right I am!" Alexis grinned before cutting the video off. She made sure they were both buckled in before skirting around the edge of the car to the driver's side.
She listened to their giggles and whispers in the backseat as she drove them back towards the loft. She chanced a glance in the rearview mirror each time they hit a red light. She worried when the backseat got quiet. Glancing in the mirror one more time, she was lucky the car was already stopped. "DAD!"
"Huh? Oh, hi, Alexis. When did you get here?" he asked after pulling his lips from Beckett's neck and his hands from under the hem of her shirt.
"Could you guys at least wait until you get back to the loft?" She glanced back one more time, before the light turned green. "Kate! No! If you touch that zipper again I will pull this car over and call Lanie."
Beckett sat on her hands. Castle did the same. Then they were giggling again.