Love Lives
Chapter two
One, You guys are so awesomesauce with the amount of subscriptions I have got for this, thank you so much.
Two, I've always wanted to write a sick Kate and this kind of fits:) Again, purely mindless fluff that's probably a lot more out of character than I realise.
Disclaimer: I hold no claim to these fictional characters, just a whole lot of respect to the actors and creators.
Castle Reveals Secret Crush on Muse.
Richard Castle's seemingly innocent comment made last week has prompted a frenzy of questions and the most common seems to be, "Is there something going on between the writer and his muse?" Now there's no denying there's a spark, you only have to be in the same room as them to see it, but when asked about his relationship with Detective Kate Beckett, his reply was "Have you seen the woman? She's stunning, she just captures your attention when she enters a room, she's feisty and she's a challenge, it's what I love most about her" Innocent comment or not, watch this space...
"Morning" she mumbled, trying to wipe the sleep from her eyes.
"Good Morning Detective!" was the overly cheery response she got as well as a softer "Morning Kate"
She managed an exhausted smile at the young girl before sliding in to a bar stool beside her.
"How are you feeling?"
"Better thanks, I just need a cup of coffee and I'll be right as rain" her voice lower than usual.
"Oh no, Detective, coffee is off the menu for a while"
She tried to glare at him but even she could feel it was half-hearted, she would've tried harder but she was really wiped of energy.
"Well I'm off, I hope you feel better, Kate" giving the woman an affectionate quick hug
"Thanks Lex, have a good day"
"and try and stay out if trouble, Dad" she told him, kissing his cheek.
"I find the thought of you thinking I would actually get in to trouble offensive" he called towards her retreating form.
"Of course you do" she replied, laughing as closing the door shut.
He turned his attention back to the sick detective in front of him, setting two pills and a glass of orange juice in front of her.
"Castle" she almost-whined, squeezing her eyes shut.
"Kate, you were emitted for exhaustion, apparently a diet of coffee and much else was bad for you, who would've thought? You need to keep your fluids up"
"Fine" she mumbled angrily "I don't even know why I agreed to this"
"Because you knew the alternate would be an overnight stay in the hospital, now what would we like for breakfast?"
"What are you having?"
"I was going to say, eggs?" It came out as a question.
"Sure" she replied and took a sip of the juice but he still stared at her, worried.
"What?"
He pushed the little blue and red capsules towards her, "It's for the nausea"
The heat rose in her cheeks slightly from the memories of Castle having to hold her hair back while her insides were trying destroy her stomach lining –or well that's what it felt like anyway. If she hadn't felt so faint, she probably would've threatened him for moving his fingers in small, comforting circles on her back.
"I'm fine" she stressed
"Humour me, please?" he smiled, the smile that made his eyes lit up.
"I'm going to kill Lanie" she muttered before swallowing the pills, knowing he would make her sooner or later.
"Oh come on, staying here isn't that bad, plus she offered a room which you refused" he reminded happily.
"Only because I didn't want her to have to kick Esposito out"
"Well I'm flattered that I was your second choice"
"I was tired and you were offering a comfy bed, I really wasn't going to say no" and to her surprise, she was feeling a tad better from the juice.
"Ah, so to get you in my bed, I just have to wait until you're too tired to say no? I'll remember that"
"To get me in to your guest bed? Yes"
"Oh just you wait Detective, I can be very persuasive" he winked and went back to his eggs.
To which she managed a light tired laugh "Oh I have no doubt"
Throughout breakfast she could feel her eyelids grow heavy and her limbs ached as she flicked through a magazine because Castle refused to let her help clear up, his name caught her eye.
"Hey, look you're in here" she stated, gesturing to the page.
"Really, where?" his eyes lit up in childlike excitement and she tapped the group of words dedicated to him, scanning the paragraph.
Oh she was going to kill him.
Did he honestly think that just because she had 'agreed' to him basing a character on her, that he could openly discuss their 'relationship'-whatever it was.
Anger replaced her previous feeling of exhaustion; it flared her senses and disconnected the link between her brain and her mouth.
"You couldn't just do what a normal person would do in that situation, could you? You could've just said 'It's been a pleasure working with her' or something but no, you had to fuel the rumours, didn't you?"
The man clearly had no personal boundaries and maybe she was being a tad unreasonable but she was getting sick of being dragged in to articles, it was one thing when he had no say over it but when he brought her up, without her permission, that annoyed her.
"Look I know your mad-"
"Damn right I'm mad Castle! You know private I am and you had to get us flaunted in article after article"
He opened his mouth to respond but she cut him off by storming in to the living room where he quickly followed,
She angrily turned towards him "and a challenge, Castle! Really?"
He moved towards her "Come near me and I will shoot you"
"One, that would be a hell of a lot scarier if you weren't in Winnie the Pooh pyjamas "he claimed, continually moving closer.
"Two, you don't have a gun"
"Don't worry I'm sure I could manage to harm you without it"
He ignored her "And three, what I really said was 'She's a challenge to get inside the mind of' you know, to write a character?"
"Oh?" a small smile started to form on the edges of her mouth
"Honestly, do you believe everything you read?" he taunted, knowingly.
She whacked him on the arm, just now noticing how close they were –when had that happened-
"That still doesn't mean you're allowed to-" a yawn broke through her rant and the feeling of tiredness washed over her.
"Okay, I know you want to hurt me but we can do all that after you go lie down for another while, it's still early, okay?" he asked, worrying as she rubbed her eyes frustratingly, inwardly cursing them for turning against her. Doing so and missing the flash of irrational panic in his eyes.
"Okay" she said, albeit sleepily "This doesn't mean I'm not still mad at you, because I am" she warned as he pressed his hand on the small of her back and guided her back to the guest room.
"I know, I know"
Okay, again, no proper reason for this overload of fluff. I've just got a lot of Castle articles I wrote for fun, and because it was one really boring English class, and I've decided to write around them to turn in to fanfiction. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and thoughts would be lovely:) .x