I'm reposting this chapter because I uploaded the incomplete file by accident. I'm sorry.

And I made some changes here and there in the previous chapters, trying to get them a bit less OOC. It's hard because she's just 22 and inexperienced and he is this bored playboy...

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And so they walk as far as their drunkenness allows them to go, giggling and bumping shoulders within awkward silences. When they're unable to keep walking, they hail a cab to Central Park.

With their bodies relaxed 'cause of the drinking they keep accidentally brushing each other's bodies again and again. Even the cabbie knew Kate is pissed at Rick, so the writer in spite of his need to be closer to her keeps it cool, until he feels her body relaxing beside his own, touching everywhere and her head resting at his shoulder.

She wants him to kiss her again, make her change her mind – and it would take just a split second – because she kind of has the hots for him right now. All she wants to do is to climb on his lap and kiss him senseless, allow her body to touch his and feel his heat while she caresses his tongue with her own and nips at his lips, chin and neck. But she cannot do it. Not tonight, not ever. Anybody with any amount of self-respect would turn him down after tonight.

He knows what she wants, he really does. He can literally smell it and feel it in her little touches, but that's just not him. He's been a prick to her and he'll make it right by her. And he keeps that in mind until her lips find his neck gliding up to his ear setting free his self-control. Why women do this? Is it some kind of a test? Why do they give in first in these situations? Come on!

They're both drunk. Way beyond drunk.

And he cups her jaw to bring her lips to his already defeated sharing the same hot air that leaves their lungs when the cab stops. They've arrived.

She's so intoxicated with him her eyes burn with want and the smell of his manhood won't ever be erased from her memory. Everything keeps spinning and her legs betray her unable to keep her up, so she leans into him for support.

He trips on his own feet and ends up pressing her on a street lamp "I'm so sorry" and he laughs openly, partially numb and extremely aroused with her presence, her body lined up with his. He wasn't this bad 15minutes ago. They must have drunk a lot.

Resting his head on her shoulder shielding her body with his, he husks in her ear "So, how are we gonna do this?"

"Who said I was gonna help?"

"Not fair" He mumbles against her cold skin.

"Ok… take off your clothes and give 'em to me."

"And here I thought that wasn't gonna happen tonight."

She giggles with the adrenaline but doesn't forget her mission.

"Care to help?" He seductively asks, taking off his suit.

And why shouldn't she help him? She might as well enjoy every minute of it.

And so she helps him take everything off.

"So, I'm going to distract that officer"

"You're going to help me?" His eyes light up.

She smiles back "take the horse and I'll meet you on the other side of the park, ok?"

"Okay"

She hides his clothes nearby and approaches the officer.

"Ryan!" She hisses until she gets his attention.

He comes to her "Hey, Beckett! Undercover?"

She giggles. Of course… she's practically naked on Central Park at 2am. "Something like it. Look… can you do me a favor?"

"Sure. What do you need?"

"Your horse"

"What?"

"If you'll get in trouble…"

"Hey! We're rookies… all we do is get in trouble. So, take it."

"Actually… can you pretend you're not seeing a naked guy steal your horse?"

"Do I wanna know? I don't think so…"

"Great. One more thing…"

"Yeah?"

"Call for backup" She grins and kisses him on the cheek. "I owe you. Big time!"

"Let me guess… you were never here?" He winks at her and calls for backup.

Kate's heart breaks a little with a tingle of regret but then she feels good. Too good. Great, even. She hands Ryan Rick's wallet and cellphone but takes his clothes with her. She hails a cab and rides home.

Meanwhile, Castle is sneaking around covering his front and behind with his hands. When he gets to the horse and hops on it, he dramatically screams "I'll see you on the other side!" kicks the horse on the gut and they race like the wind.

"Did you see that? I did it!" He screams as he gets to the other side of the park. Ryan comes running far behind yelling "freeze! Police!"

When the backup arrives, they chase Rick and the horse down a bit and take him into custody.

The arresting officer goes over the facts with Ryan.

"I was taking a leak when this dude comes from nowhere and steals my horse! I called for backup and chased him down."

"That's it?"

"Yeah. Pretty much" Ryan nods and hides his smirk.

In the car, Castle laughed at his own stupidity "Of course she did it…" , but drunk as he was, he went straight to the precinct's tank to sober up.

She doesn't shower nor takes a bath. She just goes straight to bed, puts on his shirt and relieves their date with his cologne burning inside her lungs, feeling sorrier for herself by the second.

And first thing in the morning: kill Lanie!

'Okay, maybe I should bail him out already, right?" She calls Esposito and asks him to take care of Castle until she arrives there. They agreed before that she'd take care of him by the time her shift started. She folds his clothes and puts on her uniform since her shift will start in a couple hours.

As she gets there, she's as nervous as a person can be. She just got him arrested! Ok, it wasn't for real, but still!

She takes a deep breath and goes in. He's in the break room chatting with the boys. They gave him some pants and a blanket.

She knocks and the boys go out through the other door. "Hey" She barely whispers.

"You've got to be kidding me." He says as he takes a good look at her all shiny with her uniform.

"Yeah…"

"You got me arrested because I stood you up?! Who does that?! Or… were you undercover as a H-O-O-K-E-R?" He doesn't know if he's more aroused or pissed off in this very moment.

"In my defense I didn't think you'd be dumb enough to do it... and no, not tonight." She tries to joke.

"But you're a cop, right? I'm in jail! How awesome is that?!"

"Oh, come on! You're in the break room."

"Still in the precinct…" He stands up and walks to her.

"You're not mad at me for making you steal a horse naked?"

"Mad at you? This is the most awesome date I've ever had! Except, of course, for the fact that I didn't know it was a date." He jokes around "Besides, I'm ruggedly handsome. I can't believe I have a rap sheet now!"

"Actually…"

"What?"

"It's just that… this night is off the record"

"Can't you do something about it?"

"You want me to book you?"

"Could you do that? Sweet!"

Yeah… now she sees it: there's definitely something wrong with him.

"I-I guess I can arrange something…" Is he a lunatic? He should be yelling at her, threatening to sue and everything!

After she books him and files the report so it can go to his records, the Captain orders her to take him home.

In the car he pleads with her to turn on the siren and the lights and plays with the radio.

Is this guy for real? Maybe she should've left him in jail.

"Will you come up?"

"Sorry… I'm on the clock."

"The captain said you should escort me home. This is the front of my building… doesn't really count, does it?"

"I suppose it doesn't…" she smiles up at him and comes up with him "So, I guess this is it."

"I doesn't have to be. We can go out on a date. A real one, where you don't have to make me do something illegal just to take my clothes off. Besides, you owe me that much after tonight, don't you think?"

She steps into his personal space and kisses him goodnight.

"My shift ends at 6pm."

"I'll pick you up at the station."

Thoughts?