I am so eternally sorry for the late update! I feel horrible! Sorry! Anyways, despite my incompetence, here is the next chapter, I hope you like it, I tried to make it a happier chapter, and more light hearted! Also, in the last chapter I used the wrong wording, I should have said "birth mother" instead of "real mother". Sorry about that. Anyways hope you like this, leave me a thought on it if you want, I always love to get them!
Kate closed the door to Emily's room softly, careful not to wake the sleeping girl.
She had finally fallen asleep after they had talked for a long time about the situation at hand. Emily had initially been very upset and angry with Kate, but as they talked it had become easier. However, as much as Emily assured her it was all okay, and that she understood, Kate could sense the underlying distrust, anger, and grief her daughter still clearly felt.
As the door shut behind her, Kate turned to Castle who took her hand and then pulled her into a hug. As she felt his strong, warm arms around her, Kate relaxed, allowing Castle's comforting embrace to calm her racing heart and mind. Talking with Emily for the first time had been the most intense thing she had ever done, much harder that interrogating murder suspects.
Castle looked down at Kate, extending her from his arms a bit as she peered up at him, her eyes full of exhaustion and fear. He smiled reassuringly at her and let her out of his arms, but kept her hand in his.
"Let's go home." He murmured softly to her, knowing he could t leave her alone after what had just happened. He guided her out of the hospital with a hand on the small of her back, and hailed a cab, giving the driver instructions back to his apartment.
When they got there Castle helped Kate out of the car, and took her silently up to the loft. They opened the door to a silent apartment, Castle had called ahead and told Martha and Alexis to be a sang that evening due to the fact that he knew Kate would want to be left alone for now.
They walked over to the sofa after hanging up their coats, and Castle sat there, looking at her, trying to think of what would help her.
"Do you want a drink?" He asked after a minuet of silence, moving to get up, and at her silent nod he went and got them both a glass of wine. He handed it to her with a smile and she responded with another nod, and murmured thanks.
"Do you want to talk?" Castle inquired, wondering what could possibly be going through her mind at the moment. She shook her head no, but reached out for him and pulled him to her, kissing him while putting their wine on the table.
And then she whispered that she wanted him to help her forget about the whole thing for a little while, and kissed him again, harder this time. He responded, pushing against her. If this was what she wanted then he would oblige, wanting to help her, and it just felt so good.
The love of his life, finally letting him in, letting him help her and understanding what was going on in her head. He loved her so much and just wanted to help it get better and make the bad things go away.
They lay down on the couch, the fire place flickering behind them, making each others sorrows disappear, finding the comfort they had both longed for so long, never finding it in others, in each other.
Kate had never felt so emotionally drained. She didn't know what to think or do, she just, at the moment knew how to feel.
So she gave into Castle, let him take her pain away as she had asked, and felt the sensations he was pulling from her in the full, the warmth traveling over her body from the heat of the room and Castle's love making everything better, and cleansing her for the moment, from what was to come.
Sappy, right? I know, but I just needed it today.