Hey all! So here is the next chapter, sorry to keep you waiting, we had a busy day at the beach today. Just so you know, this chapter is not what I was planning at ALL. After reading some of your comments I had a general idea of what I wanted to do, but as I went it seems the muse had other ideas.

After reading all your reviews I have decided to up the rating and change this chapter's sexy scene up a bit. So you all know, yes there will be sex in this story (duh) but it won't be a fic of smut with some plot. As Alieh pointed out to me, stories filled with chapter after chapter of sex can get repetitive and boring. I assure you that this is NOT one of those stories! There will be lots of plot, fluffy and not.

So anyway, hope you enjoy the revamp! I'm working on the next chapter right now, promise!

Thank you all for the continuing alerts, and though I would really love more reviews, I won't be picky. Love you all!

By the time they had arrived at the theatre their bodies had calmed down and they didn't feel as flustered anymore. As they approached the ticket booth they slowed, sidling up to one another as they perused their movie choices. With all the cases they had been working lately, and then the energy that had been put into Kate's recovery, they really had no clue what movies were out and what seemed good. Simply picking by the movie poster, they chose what appeared to be a suspense film, hoping they could get wrapped up in the plot and there by avoid any more awkward and intense moments. Castle, having not been able to finish his ice cream, decided to get popcorn and a soda. He made sure to grab two straws just in case Kate decided she was thirsty.

They made their way to the theatre, passing isles as they looked for the perfect spot. Kate, who liked to really absorb a movie wanted to be up close. Castle, who loved to sit back and take it all in, wanted to be at the back. Finally, they compromised in the middle and took their seats. As they waited for the movie to start they began to chatter mindlessly, wondering what the movie was going to be about and if the actors were going to be any good. As the previews started they unconsciously shifted down in their seats, finding a comfier position, which brought their bodies into closer proximity. As each preview passed Castle would lean closer and comment. "That one looks pretty good. Oh please, really? Who the hell would see a movie based on that? Oh wow, that looks hilarious!" and so on.

At first, Kate never being one for talking during a movie, was slightly annoyed, but as the commentary continued she grew to find it endearing. As the last preview was shown she joined Castle in his analysis and whispered her desire to see the movie when it came out. She sensed, more than saw Castle smile as he leaned impossibly closer. "It's a date then." He said lightly squeezing her arm with the hand that wasn't holding his popcorn. Kate blushed furiously, but before she could comment the movie began and she was forced to be quiet, out of her desire to follow the rules more than to not bother the other movie goers.

Much to Castle's delight, and Beckett's dismay, the movie was more of a mind twisting, heavily gory, thriller than a suspense. She hated these kind of movies ever since she was a kid. Plagued by the inevitable monster under her bed until she was 4, and then nearly given a heart attack at a haunted house when she was 15, her hatred for horror was deep-seated. Despite her distaste Kate was determined to remain steely throughout the movie, keeping her mouth in a thin, tight line, and refusing to look away from even the most gruesome scenes. About half way through the movie, as she watched the villain slash the throat of yet another victim, Kate could no longer hold her tough girl façade. She quickly averted her eyes and dipped her head towards Castle's shoulder. Though she quickly righted herself, Castle had noticed her movements and watched her for the next 10 minutes as she ducked her head, or closed her eyes from the images appearing on screen.

Just then the villian jumped out at the audience causing Kate to let out a little yelp. Castle, refusing to watch this any longer adjusted his popcorn and reached and arm around her shoulders protectively. When he kissed her temple he felt her tense up in his arms, but quickly relaxed as his fingers began drawing small patterns on her arm. "It's okay to be scared you know." He whispered.

Kate looked down in embarrassment. "I'm a cop. I see murdered bodies every day, this shouldn't scare me."

"Just because you see the after effects doesn't mean you have to like how they got there. We've both been on the wrong side of the gun before, so it's perfectly understandable to feel this way. I mean what if we were in that movie right now? Us playing the main people and our family and friends around us. I couldn't imagine what it would be liked if this sort of thing was happening to us, to them. Knowing that at every turn we could be facing death."

"You're not helping Castle."

With a tight smile he pulled her in closer. "Sorry. We've had enough talk of near death experiences for a while." He felt Kate nod softly as she burrowed deeper into his embrace. She felt so small like this in his arms, so soft and vulnerable. His wind flashed back to the funeral. The blinding shimmer in the distance, the thud of the impact as their bodies hit the ground, her blood on his hands. He still remembered the pain, how it had turned his body cold and threatened to rip his heart out as he watched her struggle to stay awake. Like he had during that moment, he felt tears fall down his cheeks, crying for one of the most important women in his life.

Kate felt a little droplet of water hit her hand and she glanced up in confusion. She was surprised to see the anguish on his face, the tears sliding down his cheeks, despite his attempts to wipe them away with his free hand. Replaying their conversation quickly in her mind she realized what he must be thinking about. She looked up at him again and her heart sank at what she was seeing. He had sat there, holding her in his arms thinking she was going to die. He had told her he loved her. She tried to imagine the roles reversed, but stopped because the pain was too great. She sat up and took his face in her hands, brushing his tears away with her thumbs. "Shhh…" she soothed. "It's alright, I'm here, I'm alive. Nothing bad is going to happen." She gazed deep into the watery blue orbs that watched her, sadness, relief and love all mixed into one. She knew it had been hard on him. She remembered what he had said. She had witnessed him sitting in her room, day after day, sleeping in an armchair because he refused to leave her side. She knew he was committed, after all, they had said always. She just didn't know, not to this extent anyways, how much her getting shot had affected him. Gazing at this big, strong man in front of her, always the jokester, always bouncing with excitement, she stopped doubting his words. She knew now, without a doubt, that he loved her.

To Castle's surprised her lips came crashing down on his, her hands threading through his hair pulling him closer. He responded to the kiss, pouring every ounce of his emotions into it, trying desperately to convey to her how he felt. No tongues we involved, this wasn't a heated, fiery kiss. Lust was definitely involved, but it was more than that. It conveyed everything they had been feeling but were too chicken to admit. This kiss had been long awaited by the both of them, and neither wanted to stop, but soon oxygen became necessary and they broke apart, although just barely, their breaths mingling together. Kate continued to pepper him with little kisses, taking in the much needed air, but refusing to actually stop.

They remained like that for a while, the popcorn and the movie completely forgotten. Taking turns kissing each other's necks, jaws, mouths, every kiss gentle and sweet, but filled with a type of passion neither had every felt. They were in the middle of a long, luscious kiss when the lights came on; placing the theatre in a soft glow, signaling the movie was now over. They pulled apart, gazing into each other's eyes once more. Smiling, Kate spoke. "My place."

Castle quickly returned the smile, placing a peck on her lips before practically yanking her out of the theatre and into a waiting cab. They continued their dance in the backseat, hands now roaming freely as the kissing becoming more heated. When the cabbie stopped in front of her building Castle threw him a generous tip before picking Kate up bridal style cause her to yelp in surprise.

"Castle! What are you doing? I can walk you know!" she protested, squirming a bit as he entered the elevator.

"Not for much longer" came his reply, desire thick in his throat. Kate groaned at his words, pulling him in for a fiery kiss as she repositioned herself to wrap her legs around him. His hands grabbed her ass, pressing her into him as he growled in frustration. He placed her down long enough for her to unlock the door before scooping her up again and making a bee line for the bedroom, closing the door with is foot. She continued to pepper his neck with kisses as she unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his toned chest. He placed her on the bed beneath him and immediately began undressing her. He took his turn removing her of her shirt before undoing her pants and sliding them down her legs, taking her impossibly high heels with them. He leaned back to remove his open shirt from his arms as she quickly unbuckled him, pushing his jeans along with his boxers down to pool at his feet. His impressive member sprang free and Kate moaned at the thought of it inside her.

Pushing her farther onto the bed Castle climbed on top of her, her creamy thighs placed on either side of him. He took a moment to admire the red lace bra and panties she was sporting before undoing the clasp and freeing her breasts. He palmed the heated flesh, kissing between the valley of her breast as she gasped at the feeling of his mouth on her skin. His hands roamed her body without shame, drawing the most beautiful sounds from her lips he had ever heard from a women before. She began grinding her hips against him as the heat grew to a burning flame between them. As his rock hard member created delicious friction between her thighs she couldn't take it anymore.

"Please Rick." She begged. "Make love to me."

He wasted no time in removing her soaked panties and lining himself up at her entrance. His face looked up at her for reassurance and she nodded furiously, wanting this torture to end. He entered her slowly, both hissing at the feeling. Once he was fully sheathed he leaned forward and kissed her roughly, slowly drawing back out. He picked up a slow pace, just enjoying the feeling of her muscles contracting around him.

"God Kate, you're so tight."

Kate let out a delicious moan as he hit her sweet spot. "Oh God Rick, faster, please." He followed his orders obediently, quickening the pace, thrusting into her without abandon. Their love making continued as their passion grew. They took turns moaning at the feeling, reveling in the feeling of their bodies so intimately connected. As the coil in their bellies began to tighten their movements become frantic, Rick lifting a leg to create a new angle. The new position, along with his steady pace quickly brought them to their peaks, leaving them screaming out each other's names as they crashed down. They rode out their orgasms together, Rick lazily thrusting into her a few more times. Finally, they stilled, the writer still sheathed inside her as they gathered their breaths, their bodies shimmering with sweat.

Unable to hold himself up any longer he collapsed on the bed beside her, drawing her against his rapidly moving chest. She snuggled into his warmth, placing her hand over his and kissing his ribs. She had just experienced the most mind blowing sex she had ever had with a man before, and she knew it wasn't due just to skill. He leaned down and kissed her hair, his fingers gently caressing her arm. "Kate?"

"Hmmm?" she hummed.

"That was amazing." She looked up at him and they chuckled. She leaned in to give him another kiss.

"Yah, it truly was." She settled back down onto his chest, her chin resting there as she gazed up at him.

"Kate?"

"Yes Castle?"

"I love you." He looked down at her, not entirely sure what he was expecting to see, and honestly a little scared at what her reaction might be. Naturally, she stunned him with a brilliant smile before pulling him into another kiss, this one much like their first of the night, full of emotion.

"I know Castle. I love you too." The look of pure bliss on the writers face made her chuckle as she tightened her grip on his torso. Limbs tangled and breathing in synch the couple fell asleep, completely forgetting, or perhaps choosing to ignore what conflicts tomorrow would undoubtedly bring.