She had done what she had promised herself and her mother that she would not do. She lost her cool. But how could she not? How could she sit idle and coy across from her mother's 'alleged' murderer? He had taken her mother from her. He had taken her love and care and guidance and knowledge and replaced it all with constant breakdowns, harm and disoriented defeat.
Castle couldn't take it, wouldn't take it. Wouldn't let her regret what she was in the wake of executing. As they sat side by side with Bracken smugly seated to their due north, Beckett began raising her voice. Slowly at first then with sudden explosion. She remained seated which was odd, he noted. But he was zealous she had. It would be easier for him to calm her down.
Her voice only continued to escalate until he placed his hand to her thigh. His hands were cold. Like ice to her skin. Like a mini reincarnation. She finished her sentence more hushed than she had started and stared down. Not at his hand on her thigh but stared into herself. She knew what Castle was trying to telepathically tell her. She gave herself time to reflect and regain her self control.
'Detective, I know my rights. You have no solid evidence which links myself or any of my associates to your case. Now, if we're done here..'
He pointed his index finger and motioned between the opposite sides of the metal table as he stood.
They watched him leave and Kate's breath hitched. They both waited in silence until they were subconsciously sure that he had left the precinct.
'I'm going to call it a day.' And she was gone. She'd passed her desk on the way out, acquired her keys, phone and jacket and was in the elevator riding down to the basement garage - aloof.
He wasn't mad that she hadn't thanked him or acknowledged what he had done to help her even though it wasn't much. Not in the slightest. He'd become use to it. She'd show her gratitude in other ways like not making him fill out paperwork after a case had been closed . He was ok with what he had gotten. No response. Nothing. Not a push back not anything to say that she was uncomfortable with his contact and with that he was content.