The One Where They All Find Out

by Hedwig0326

A little fic about how I think how Castle should have progressed after Ryan discovered that Castle and Beckett are dating. Rated T, just to be safe. Enjoy! :)

6. Chapter 6

Hi! So this is quite a short chapter. Sorry! On the bright side, it's the second chapter of the day. I'm attempting to make up for disappearing for 3 months. Oops. Don't worry, I'll get another one that should be longer up tomorrow. Enjoy!

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU SAID YES?" Castle and Beckett were sitting on Castle's couch, having finished their day – they hadn't found anything useful to help them with their case – and were now eating dinner in the empty loft. Alexis was at college and Martha was out to some theatre performance, so the place was empty. Castle had just finished recounting what Lanie had said to him after Beckett had left the morgue. As expected, Beckett was furious. Castle quickly tried to calm her down.

"Look, I had too, she would have been suspicious and also –"

'SUSPICIOUS? CASTLE, PLEASE. YOU –" She poked him in the chest – "ARE THE WORST LIER IN THE WORLD! THEY'LL BE MORE SUSPICOUS! TWO OF THEM ARE DETECTIVES!" Beckett furiously slammed down the wine glass she had been holding. "Castle, Gates can't find out. She can't."

"It ok. She won't." Castle stroked Beckett's hair, just one small fraction of everything he loved about her – it smelt like cherries. He had recently discovered that this was due to the shampoo she used. He allowed Beckett a moment to calm down. "Even if, worst case scenario, they do find out, they would never let Gates find out. They're our friends." Beckett leaned in to Castle's strong, supportive shoulder, relaxing somewhat.

"You're probably right." She said.

"Anyways, as I was saying before you so rudely interrupted, this could actually go well. I'm pretty sure Esposito still believes you're seeing that idiot, Demming. I can led everyone in the wrong directions." He puffed up his chest. "I'm an excellent liar." Castle checked his watch, and jumped up. "It's already 6:30! I had better get going." He leaned over, quickly giving a swift peck on the cheek to Beckett. He stood up, grabbed his coat, and started waking towards the door. "I'll make sure I'm back by around 9:00, ok? I'll text you if needed. Bye!" And with that, Castle closed the door, leaving Beckett alone in Castle's loft. She wasn't nearly as confident as Castle was about everything. She had doubts. Many doubts. She sighed, and returned to her plate of pasta. She would find out soon enough.