I haven't updated in a while, I haven't forgotten about this fic. I'm just sooo tired these least few weeks. Hopefully, I might have another up in a few days.

Chapter 5 - Drunk

Sat at her desk, Detective Kate Beckett was deep in the paperwork that their last case had supplied them with. Next to her desk was her new boyfriend of nine days, thirteen hours. Not that either of them were counting, of course. Castle was looking intently at his iPhone, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration which Kate found adorable. It was hard not to look up every few seconds to sneak a peek at him. She still couldn't believe they were together. Only took them three years. Castle, or Rick as she now called him, was trying out his newest app and was so focussed on it that he jumped slightly at the sudden sound of Esposito's voice coming from behind him.

"Yo, guys. Captain says we have the night off because we closed the case so quickly. Fancy some drinks? I know a place where we can get served for free."

Castle composed himself quickly ready for a comeback. "I dunno, Esposito. Maybe the owner thinks you've been chugging too much of his beer and is considering charging you double instead."

"Maybe the owner forgets I can kick his ass and arrest him, huh?"

Castle glared at him and turned back to Kate.

"What about it, Detective? Fancy a few cocktails tonight? Been a while since I've gotten drunk and tonight feels like the perfect opportunity. You know you want to."

"Only if Lanie comes along. I don't fancy being stuck with you three talking about video games again."

Esposito held up his phone. "She's already invited."

The detective went over to Ryan's desk to invite him along as well before settling down to finish his reports before their night out.

"So, Beckett? What kind of drunk are you?" He raised his eyebrow suggestively.

"There are kinds now?"

"Yeah. Some people get real happy, others cry, some are a complete train wreck and some get a little... forward, shall we say. So c'mon. Which is it?"

Beckett rolled her eyes. She didn't get drunk much, but when she did, her actions were dependant on her mood, company and kind of alcohol she was drinking. She didn't tell him that though. She preferred to tease him.

"You'll have to wait and find out." He audibly swallowed as she winked at him and bit her lip seductively.

"I look forward to it."

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Sitting in their favorite booth, the six of them, inlcluding Jenny were sat drinking and laughing in their separate conversations. Castle was sat with him arm around Kate's shoulders, which didn't spark any suspiscions with the rest of them. It had been a normal occurence before their relationship, even if their friends were unaware of it just yet.

When Jenny made yet another trip to the bar for drinks, Castle just had to ask.

"How many drinks have you had, Jenny?"

"I don't know. I lost count, but I can hold my alcohol pretty damn well. I'm Irish after all."

"It's true," Ryan added, "I've only ever seen her drunk once before, although to be fair it was more like she was a little tipsy. She still managed to drag me home some how. I have a pretty low tolerance."

When Jenny returned to the booth, Castle proposed a challenge. He'd offered to pay for her and Ryan's honeymoon after their wedding for weeks now, but they turned him down, as what he was offering was pretty expensive.

"Ryan, you know that honeymoon I offered you and Jenny before? I know you feel like you shouldn't take it, but I'll do ya a deal. If I beat your future missus in a drinking competition, you have to take the trip."

The detective looked at the writer unsure, but didn't have a chance to refuse before everyone else on the table agreed for him.

"What if you win, although I highly doubt it."

"Then I get to be best man."

It was safe to say that Esposito was now backing Jenny at Castle's added stakes.

"There's only one way to do this right." He motioned to the bartender for a bottle of tequila as he disappeared and returned with salt and limes.

"No way, Castle. You are not seducing my girl."

Castle chuckled at is statement, obviously thinking about the scene from Heat Wave where Nikki and Rook slept together after shots of tequila.

"I was kinda hoping someone else would feel tempted to give it a try instead... Ouch! What was that for?"

Kate was glaring at him with raised eyebrows after kicking him rather forcefully in the shin. She wouldn't openly admit it, but tequila, limes and salt with Castle was a fantasy of hers after the book. It was certain Castle wouldn't mind re-enacting the scene with her.

"What makes you think I was talking about you. I mean, Esposito's looking pretty dishy tonight."

He received another kick and an order to shut up.

After the first two shots, both of the opponents were still sober and willing to carry on.

Ater the third shot, Castle started to feel a slight buzz. Jenny felt nothing.

After the fourth, Kate realised her boyfriend was a happy drunk as he started to laugh to himself. Jenny seemed relatively unaffected.

After the fifth, Kate changed her mind and deduced Castle to be a forward drunk as his hand started to drift up her thigh which had previously rested on her knee.

When they got to the seventh shot, they silently decided that it was best that they take the alcohol away from the writer to prevent him getting too drunk. Jenny won.

"Nooooooo. I was having fuuuun," Castle whined dramatically. They all sniggered at his childlike manner and his pouted lip.

"It's for your own good, Castle. You're gonna have a pretty bad hangover."

"Shhhhhh. I'll be fine." He reached out a patted her cheek as she smiled at his actions.

"Keep your hands to yourself, Writerboy. She'll cut them off, "Lanie teased. She found him overly amusing with lowered inhibitions.

"Lanie, Lanie, Laaaaanie. It's Writerman."

"Sure it is, Castle. You keep thinking that."

They continued talking for a little while until they were interupted again. Castle was repeatedly poking Kate's shoulder trying to get her attention.

"What is it, Castle?"

He looked around at everyone and whispered in her ear," I needa go the the bafffrooooom."

"You know where it is."

"Duuuuuh. But I can't stand up without going BAM on the floor." He hit the table as he said 'BAM' making it rattle and spilling Esposito's beer all over him.

"Ohh, uhhh. Sorry Epsi... Etspo... Dude."

Everyone giggled at the display. Esposito stood up and mentioned going to attempt to dry himself off.

"Oh, hey, would you take Castle with you. He can't walk without help."

The detective sighed and did as he was told. When they made it back, Esposito was crying with laughter and Castle had a stormy look on his face as he clung to the other man for stability.

"Please. Don't ask."

Castle literally fell into his seat, bumping into Kate. Esposito started to tell the story that made him laugh while Castle rested him head on his girlfriend's shoulder.

"Hey," she whispered, "What's wrong?"

He groaned and shifted so his face was in her neck, made possible as she was sat at an angle facing her friends.

"Mm, shleepy."

She instinctly raised her hand to run her fingers through his hair.

"Want me to take you home?"

He nodded into the crook of her neck but groaned as she tried to stand up and move. He wrapped his arms around her waist to keep her sat next to him, which caught everyone elses attention.

"Rick, I have to stand up if you wanna go home."

She made another attempt to get up but he only held her tighter.

"Mmm. I like it here. You smell nice."

His voice was muffled by her hair, but the others could still hear him and were making no move to let them know they were listening.

"You can't stay there forever, you know."

"But whyyyy?"

"Because it's time to get you to bed."

"Trying to get my clothes off, Kate?"

She smiled to herself. He may be a pain, but drunk Castle was pretty cute. Her facial expression turned to horror, her eyes going wide when she realised that he'd started placing open-mouthed kisses against her skin. She kicked him under the table and was met with the confused looks of her friends. Her hair was blocking their view of what Castle was doing and had no idea what was going on.

"Stop!" She said sharply, causing him to look up at her.

"You ssaid you like it when I kisshhh yer neck."

Lanie's eyes went wide.

"Did she now?"

"She likes it when I-" Castle's mouth was suddenly covered by a warm hand preventing him from speaking.

"What I don't like, Ricky, is you telling everybody what you get up to in your spare time," she hissed quietly, underestimating Lanie's bat-like hearing.

Kate stood up, helping Castle up after her. He stumbled and fell on her leaving her crushed between a wall. In his drunken state, the writer forgot about his surrounding friends and their should-be secret and kissed his girlfriend.

She couldn't help but open her mouth to his tongue, moaning when he pressed her further into the wall. As he started to fall to the left, she broke the kiss and grabbed hold of him to keep him upright. She wasn't going to be able to do this on her own.

"Hey, guys, mind helping me with this?"

They closed their open mouths and moved swiftly to either side of Castle and led him through the door to the street. She was catching up with him when she was grabbed by a hand.

Should've known Lanie would give her opinion.

"So he kisses your neck, huh?"

Kate turned a bright shade of red, but didn't prevent the smile from blooming on her face.

"Yeah, and that's not all he does with his mouth."

Safe to say, she left the ME speechless. She counted that as an achievement.