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Beckett awoke with a start. She felt a warm body pressed against her backside. Hmmm… It's cozy, she thought. Suddenly the warm thing moved. Oh god, she thought, what happened last night? And who the hell is in my bed? She turns to see a sleeping Richard Castle. 'He is cute when he sleeps…' she pushes that thought out of her mind and focuses on what happened. It all comes back to her, the crying, hugging, her asking him to stay. God, she feels like such an idiot!
"Castle! Castle! Wake up!" Beckett shakes him. He stirs, but fails to open his eyes. With one final shake, he is awake. "Wha…" "Castle! What happened last night? Did we…" Castle shakes his head, trying to clear it. "Nothing happened. What time is it?" Beckett looked at the alarm clock on her night stand.
"About 5... In the evening" My god, Beckett thought, we slept that long? He came over at about 7 last night, and we didn't go to bed for a while, so we slept more than 12 hours!
"Look, Castle, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have… You should get back to Alexis and Martha. You shouldn't have come here last night, I…" She backtracked seeing his hurt look. "I didn't… I just…I needed time alone, I'm sorry I was emotional."
"No, don't be sorry, I wanted to help you. Tell me what's wrong, you can trust me, please just done close yourself off to me." He pleaded.
"Castle, no" she stated more firmly "I just want to be alone, I don't need your help." she tried to be firm, but even she knew it was a lie, she wanted to be held. She didn't want to be alone, but she was scared of what may lie ahead.
"Kate, don't tell yourself that. I am not leaving. You don't have to tell me anything…yet. But you at least need to eat, and take a shower."
"Fine, I would not agree to this if it were anyone else, you know." "Alright, well, go ahead and get a shower, and then we'll order takeout. I'll wait…out there."
Beckett, still reluctant, headed for her bathroom. She turned on the water and decided on a shower. Stepping out of her clothes, she looked in the mirror. She almost shrieked aloud at the being looking back at her. Her entire body was red and flushed, and blotchy. Her hair was in the messiest bun ever, and her eyes were puffy and red, as well as her lips. "How could he stand to look at me?' she thought. She looked terrible, her worst. Deciding the water was hot enough, she stepped under the spray.
Once out, Kate Beckett felt better, she was clean shaven, her hair was smooth again, her body was scrubbed viciously, and her eyes were less red. She debated what to wear, it's just Castle. But then again, it's CASTLE. She finally settled on some black yoga pants and a white v-neck t-shirt. Satisfied with her appearance, she walked out to the living room where Castle lay in the armchair.
"Hey," she says softly. "Hey, how're you doin'?" He asks. "Better." she replies.
"Well, well, well, look who's hungry" Castle remarks, when he hears the angry growl of her stomach.
"Well, Castle what will it be? Your pick this time." "Hmmm… Detective, whatever shall I chose? How about… Chinese? Will that suit your needs?"
"Most certainly will." She says. She is feeling considerably better now. This feels natural, being in her night clothes with Castle, ordering takeout. And wine. She has wine in the pantry!
"Wine, Castle?"
"Certainly, Detective." He says. She goes into the kitchen and pours them each a generous amount of red wine. They sit on the couch, making small talk until they here a knock at the door, signaling the arrival of the food. Castle goes to retrieve the food, and returns with several enormous bags of takeout cartons.
"Did you buy the whole restaurant?" Beckett exclaims, shaking her head.
They eat in silence. Occasionally commenting on how great the food is. Neither have the courage to mention the elephant in the room; why Beckett was crying. After disposing of the food boxes, they had no idea what to do. Castle wants to ask, but he doesn't want to overstep. Beckett is reluctant to tell him, but wants to get it off her shoulders.
"So…" Castle prompts, hesitantly.
"You want to know?" Asks Beckett.
"Not if you don't want me to." Castle smiles reassuringly.
"I can trust you, can't I? I mean, you won't make any smart-ass comments will you?"
"Always, Kate." His words made her insides melt to warm goo. Gosh, all that man could do to her with only two words was astounding.
They head to the kitchen to talk, it seems like the best place to Kate. She sits on the little island in the middle, Castle sitting next to her, side to side. She sighs, about to tell him. She knows she can trust him, but that may be the issue. If she trusts him, she can trust him with her heart. And he has the potentail to break her heart, seeing he has two failed marriges and a bad track record to back that up. She takes a deep breath and prepares.
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