Forgive me, but this story just took a leap firmly into M-land. I hate to change the rating mid-way, but it wouldn't be right to not warn, or label it appropriately.

Still, I don't think it is too over the top and I hope you enjoy.

P.S. Hunger4Books, It seems like in every other story I write, Kate gets pregnant. Ha! I do admit it was a temptation, but I think readers of my previous stories were probably suprised that I didn't get her preggers this time ;-)

"Let me in...Where only your thoughts have been. Let me occupy your mind, as you do mine..."

-Heart's a mess, Gotye

They simply stared at one another for several moments, water cascading down his back as he held her hand in his own. Their fingers were still laced together, and he could feel Kate's heart rapidly beating within her chest. His gaze was maddeningly intense, causing the breath to leave her body and making her feel light-headed.

She could feel the heat rising into her cheeks, causing her to blush under his steady gaze. He didn't take his eyes off of her as he slowly reached his hand to the back of her neck, pulling her towards him. He leaned his forehead into hers as he pulled at the string on her bikini top.

It came loose under his touch and the garment slid down, but still he didn't avert his gaze from hers. The hot water fell from both sides of his head, causing an almost waterfall-like effect in Kate's peripheral vision as she waited for him to move. Finally, he whispered,

"help me, Kate. I want to remember us."

With those words he closed the remaining distance between them and captured her lips with his own. The feeling that swept through her at that moment was indescribable. Oh God, finally, she thought to herself as she furthered their intimacy, pressing herself against him. She pushed him back against the wall, turning them both and bringing her own backside under the steady stream of the shower.

She kissed him like she was starving and he was the first meal she'd seen in days, weeks even. She bit against his bottom lip and moaned his name, her hands making their way up and down his chest and her hips grinding into his.

"Mmmmph…Beckett, Kate." He spoke desperately, "please, not like this." She may have been waiting a long time for this, but for him it felt as if it were the first time; and yet, not, he thought to himself, reflecting again on how familiar and how right it all felt. Regardless, he wanted to take his time and he wasn't sure how much longer his leg was going to support him.

He needed a bed, he needed her in it, and he needed it fast. Kate pulled herself back to look into his eyes, once she saw her own intense need reflected there, she stepped back. She reached around her back and undid the clasp of her now pointless top.

As it fell to the bottom of the tub he simply watched her, allowing his gaze to drift down her now nearly naked body. She shoved the bottoms down as well, stepping out of them and allowing herself to be completely exposed to him. It felt amazing to be with him like this again, the warmth pooling low into her belly as she watched him watching her.

"Please," She finally spoke, "take me to bed. I've missed you Rick."

After helping him out of the shower, and allowing him to dry her off-as she did him, they kissed once again. It was brief and she soon took his hand, leading them out of the master bath and into his bedroom. When they reached his bed she stopped them, lacing her fingers up his sides as she studied his naked body once again. Gently, she pushed him down onto the bed, allowing him to lay back as she straddled him.

He moaned loudly when he felt her body spread against his, her chest coming down and her legs sliding back to rest on either side of him. Their pace was much slower in comparison to the shower, as she allowed him to become reacquainted with her body. Slowly, she lined kisses along his jaw as his hands began touching her everywhere.

Her lips found his, and she began to whisper against his mouth between kisses.

"I've missed your taste," she kissed him softly before adding another statement, "I've missed your smell."She inhaled his scent deeply and found his tongue with her own. He was silent as she continued to speak to him.

"I believe you have my panties," he couldn't suppress a chuckle.

"I've missed the feel of you deep inside of me." His chuckle turned into a groan.

"You nearly got me pregnant." With the latter statement, he grasped her face and pushed her back far enough for him to look into her eyes.

"I'm so sorry." He spoke meaningfully to her, his voice laid with emotion as he thought of his cruel words to her. "I didn't know…I wanted it to be me, but I couldn't let myself believe it." He admitted to her as she gazed at him softly.

"I know, Rick." She assured him, slowly allowing him to lace his fingers through her hair and pull her head back down to his. She reached her hand between them and grasped his hardness, lifting her hips slightly and shifting her them downward until he was once again inside of her. Both of them gasped at the sensation, at the feeling of their union.

She moved slowly, kissing his jaw and gliding her tongue down his neck. His fingers caressed her back as she remained slightly bent over him. Her fingers found his hair and grasped either side of his head as she kissed him again and again, moaning with each upward thrust he made.

Castle's arms moved to fully embrace her, holding her body firmly against his as he quickly flipped them over and pressed her down into the mattress. Her legs loosely wrapped around his; wanting to cover as much space, and to feel their bodies pressed together in every way possible.

She brought her hand upwards to cup his cheek and spoke once more, "I'm sorry Castle."

"For what?" he whispered, relishing in how amazing it felt to be buried within her.

"For not telling you sooner." Came her regretful answer.

"Kate, no. Please don't blame yourself. You heard the doctors, telling me anything would have been detrimental to my memories."

Her other hand moved from where it rested on his upper arm and she laced her fingers through his hair,

"No Rick, not that."

"Than what are you sorry for?" He asked again, slightly confused about what he was missing.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you how much I love you. I should have said it sooner, but I'm saying it now. I love you Castle." Her eyes watered as she pulled his head down to her own, resting the hand that was on his jaw around his back and holding firmly to the back of his head at the same time.

"I love you." She spoke again against his lips. She then tilted her hips upward and wrapped her legs around him, tighter and resting higher on his hips. The change in position caused them both to gasp again, as he sank even more deeply into her.

"Love me, Castle." She whispered desperately, needing him to move. He pulled nearly all the way out of her and then sank in once again, nearly breathless at the sensation of being enveloped by her. "God, Kate. You know I do." Not another word was spoken between them, as they both let their bodies do the talking.

It was difficult for her to tell where she began and where he ended, and she was insatiable in her need to touch him. He responded with equal vigor, his arms wrapping underneath her body as if he could bring her even closer to him. Their mouths moved with intense fervor, creating a rhythm similar to the one their bodies found as he increased the intensity of his thrusts.

Together they climbed higher and higher, winding one another up before finally falling into a boneless heap of exhaustion. Their hearts slowed and they caught their breathes together, Castle too tired to pull himself away, and Beckett not eager to lose their intimate connection.

When coherent thought returned, he was amazed by how much he could remember about them. He saw them in his bed, in her bed, flashes of them in the shower and on her couch. An array of emotion swept over him, "I've missed you. I've missed this Kate."

"How do you miss what you can't really remember?" She asked him somewhat teasingly. Afterall, he knew that they were together, but details of their relationship were still lost on him.

He simply grinned at her before he answered her question, "So tell me, did you see stars that time?"