A/N: Here's the second chapter… hope you like it

I don't know if I'm done after this but if anyone likes it I can add another chapter or start a new story

Eyes

It was his eyes; she's concluded that she noticed first. When he first turned around to hear her call his name she was struck by the sheer intensity of his brilliant blue eyes. They were a Caribbean baby blue that seemed to convey all his emotions, surprise, shock and a hint of bemusement. It would only take her a few days later to find out how funny he had found it to be arrested on his own grounds right after telling his daughter he needed something new. They crinkled at the edges when he laughed that carefree laugh of his with his blinding yet mischievous smile.

After two years with him she knew she should've seem how hurt he looked when he caught her with Demming. His behavior had been… "off." His eyes just that bit more guarded, although barely hiding his distaste for the robbery detective. His laugh not so happy and anytime her boy was around he would mutter something incomprehensible under his breath, something she told herself she really didn't want to know. However, she swore that when he left with Gina that day, his eyes gave off the relieved look…. to be leaving her behind with Demming? She knew if she had gone after him that day she might have found out.

He'd wormed his way back into her life after that summer with no contact, but then again she knew she'd let him in. It was worth it in her mind though, to see his face everyday again. Cobalt eyes once again shinning with excitement, his carefree smile lighting up the room when they built theory, bouncing ideas off each other. She knew he still stared at her, brought her coffee… it was the routine. Of course that all had to change at the funeral that day. She'll never forget the looked in his eyes when he had her pinned down on the ground that day. They portrayed their love for her before he even had to say it. Not that that wasn't one of her happier moments, the three little words… not the shot.

A year later they were back to normal. Well, their version of normal. That of course entailed more staring. But she knew he knew that she let him get away with it now. Hey if she was going to have to tell him she loved him back, might as well start with the small things right? He was still Castle she was still Beckett. They'd have their eye moments, blue meets green… no one dared interrupt those. Their mind reading moments, but after those three words it all meant… more. All their words had subtext. He was helping her heal everyday though. Her wall was coming down.

Two years later as they lay in their bed her head in the crook of his neck (she'd come to think of it as her spot) she couldn't help but smile in her sleep, dreaming of yesterdays event. The one and only time she would be saying, "I do" to her one and done. She knew the boys and Lanie cried. Like her husband, she also had her suspicious about the boys placing bets on who would cry first. (Him, of course) Yes, she was now Kate Castle and absolutely couldn't be happier.

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