You asked for Caskett, here you go guys! Enjoy!

Ding! The elevator doors opened slowly as Castle entered the squad room. Beckett had called him, finally. She told him to come, and he was already running out the door before they hung up. He picked up on the familiar scent, as Beckett did, and he smirked looking around the quiet room. He was wearing a light blue button-up shirt, with the first button undone, a black striped blazer, and dark dress pants. He perused the room looking for any sign of Beckett. He made his way past the stairs and over to her desk. A few detectives sat at their desks, filling out paperwork. His heart was pounding, wondering what they would do when they first saw each other. There was an officer printing papers at the printer. She wasn't there, but the sugar-free caramel latte' was. It was almost empty, and her lipstick was marked on the edge of the cup. Her lips came to his mind. He couldn't wait to feel them again against his own. He knew it wouldn't happen here, at work, but he couldn't wait. He looked down at his brown chair. He felt like it had been yesterday that he was sitting in it, throwing out his ideas of the CIA, aliens, and making up theories during a case. He looked over at Esposito and Ryan's desks, they weren't there either. He walked around her desk towards the break room. When he turned the corner, there was another detective pouring some coffee. He smiled at Castle and walked past him. Where is everyone? He thought to himself. He thought for sure Esposito and Ryan would be in here indulging themselves in the food that was out on the counter.

"Looking for me?" A familiar voice asked. Castle grinned his boyish grin, and turned to face her. Beckett was leaning against the open doorway. He had only the images of her in his mind to think about all summer, seeing her in person- right here, right now was much better. Her hair had grown longer over the summer, and also lighter shades of brown and small streaks of highlights reflected in the light. She was wearing it straight, and it fell perfectly around her face past her shoulders. She took his breath away.

"I was actually looking for Ryan and Esposito, but you'll do." Castle joked. She smirked. Then she puckered her lips off to the side of her face, like she was thinking of something. Her eyes starred him down for a moment. Her heart was racing as she looked at him. It took everything for the two of them not to run to each and continue what they had started three months ago. You could feel the heat in the room between them, the good kind.

"You look great." Castle smiled.

"Thanks, you too." Beckett replied, smiling back. Castle took a few steps towards her, shortening the distance between them. He was standing only a few inches from her face. She didn't back away. He wanted to kiss her so badly! But he somehow controlled himself. She looked into his blue eyes, the way she did back when they were in his apartment three months ago- so in love with him. She hadn't forgotten the smell of his light cologne either. He could smell her perfume, and his insides went crazy.

Beckett placed a hand on his firm, heart throbbing chest. He missed her touch. She then pulled him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around her body, tightly. Her brown hair gave off the smell of cherries as he breathed in and out. Both their hearts pounded against each other's chests. They released from their hug. Beckett used her gorgeous green eyes to look at his lips, indicating what she wanted was more than a hug. But they couldn't, not here- not yet. Instead she grabbed his left hand into her right one.

"I missed you too." Beckett said, referring to his note. He smiled, giving her hand a light squeeze. Beckett let go of his hand and turned towards her desk. He watched her walk, confident, sexy. He watched her black heels click on the wooden floors of the squad room, and then worked his eyes up her long legs. He stopped when he realized she had stopped walking. He looked up at her face, she was smirking at him. He gulped, and followed her to her desk. She sat down in her chair and he sat in his. Just like old times.

"So, I see you enjoyed your latte' and bear claw." Castle

"I did, thank you." Beckett smiled.

"Speaking of food, where's…" Castle nodded his head behind him to Ryan and Esposito's desks.

"Solving crime. I'm just filling out paperwork today." Beckett replied, as she opened up a file.

"That's exciting." Castle said.

"Most exciting thing I've done all summer, actually." Beckett said, still looking down at the file. Castle's face got serious for a moment, as he looked at her. She looked like her old-self, but he didn't know how she really felt on the inside. He wondered what her summer had really been like. Her text messages were always short and always said "I'm fine." Which he didn't always believe.

"How are you?" Castle finally asked. Her eyes stopped reading her file.

"Better," she looked up from her paperwork and smiled, "now."

Castle smiled back. Beckett finished her latte' and set the empty cup down.

"Would you like a refill?" Castle asked, tapping his fingers on her empty coffee cup. She smiled a yes to him and he got up to head into the break room. He placed two small mugs under the steamers and began making espresso shots. They poured into each cup slowly, as steam rose from the cups. The strong smell of coffee filled the air. He added some steamed milk and stirred them, adding some light foam to the top of each cup. He grabbed some packets of sugar, and walked back out towards Beckett's desk. He slowed down, when he saw an unfamiliar face standing at Beckett's desk. He continued to walk, and he set down the cappuchino's on her desk.

"Um, Captain Gates this is…" Beckett went, as she stood up.

"Richard Castle. The famous novelist." Gates finished.

"Captain." Castle smiled, shaking her hand. He had heard a little about Captain Gates from Beckett, Ryan, and Esposito.

"I've heard about the work you've done here with the NYPD, tagging along with Detective Beckett." Gates said. Castle could feel the tension, and Beckett's eyes on him.

"I'd like to think I do a little more than tagging along." Castle smiled. Beckett tried her best to not smile.

"Castle has been a great asset to the homicide unit." Beckett interrupted.

"Just the unit?" Gates turned to Beckett. Beckett and Castle looked at each other, then back at Gates.

"I'm sure you're a great help, but I really don't think Detective Beckett needs help filling out her paperwork."

"He's just here, for support." Beckett chimed in.

"Well he can support you outside of work, not here. This is a police station, not a hang out."

"We're partners." Castle said. He stood up a little straight.

"Do you have a badge?" Gates asked, Castle shook his head.

"Do you have a gun?" She continued, again he shook his head no.

"Do you have any reason to be here at all?" Gates asked, Castle's eyes wandered over to Beckett. And Gates caught on.

"That's what I thought. Thank you Mr. Castle for helping the NYPD but I really don't see any reason for you to be here." Gates started to walk away to her office. Castle looked down, he had not expected this. Beckett could see the sudden sadness on his face. She wasn't going to let Gates talk to him like that without her having a say. Beckett marched her way to Gates' office. Gates turned around immediately at the sound of Beckett's heels.

"He might not have a badge. He might not have a gun. But he has my trust, and my back. He's my partner and he's proven himself to me and the NYPD. He might be a pain in the ass sometimes, but thinks outside the box. He thinks like a writer, and a cop." Beckett defended.

"I will not have a writer gone pretend cop out there chasing down murderers with my detectives, just so he can have another bestseller out on the shelves." Gates argued. Beckett crossed her arms.

Ryan and Esposito were now standing at Beckett's desk with Castle.

"Yo, Castle what's going on?" Esposito nodded his head to Gates' office. Then they could hear Beckett raise her voice before Castle could say.

"It's not about the books. It's about justice, and he wants it just as much as I do. And if you don't like it, I'm sorry Captain, but I'm sure the mayor won't have a problem with it when he gets a call." Beckett finished. She couldn't believe she just said all that to her superior. Gates looked just as surprised.

Gates sat down in her chair and picked up a file on the desk. Beckett was trying to let her head catch up to what she had just blurted out.

"I have work to do." Gates finally said. Beckett walked out of the room to see Esposito, Ryan, and Castle standing at her desk. They had seen and probably heard everything.

"Something tells me she's not a fan." Ryan said, breaking the silence. Beckett sat down in her chair, and the boys stepped aside as she did. She sighed, frustrated at how difficult the new Captain was being.

"I can't believe you used the 'mayor card' on her. Nice." Castle joked. Beckett couldn't help but smile.

"You do have strings you can pull, right?" Beckett asked, hopefully.

"On speed dial." Castle tapping his phone's screen.

"We better get back to work before she takes it out on us." Ryan said, as they walked away.

Castle waited until the guys walked away, and he turned back to Beckett. She looked at him.

"Thank you, for what you said in there." Castle smiled, as he placed his left hand on her hand that was sitting on the desk. She loved the feel of his hand.

"Always." Beckett smiled.

It's about one hour until the finale now! I somehow managed to get this done. I hope you enjoyed it. I thought I would have Beckett defend Castle, since we all know that Captain Gates isn't going to like Castle being around. ~A