Hope 10
Kate was so happy she was positively glowing. She had her arm looped around her boyfriend's arm as they walked through the airport to board their plane for New York. He'd agreed to come and they'd bought their tickets together so that they were on the same flight. He had even agreed to take the middle seat so that she could have her much coveted window seat so that they could sit together.
She was happy and in love and couldn't wait to show him off to her dad. Rick was going to blow his mind, she was sure of it.
Their only real problem was the over 2 hour delay in Chicago. This city's airport was the bane of Kate's existence, she was sure of it. Chicago was a big hub and lots of planes landed and took off there. However, it was getting into winter and one of these days some big storm was going to come rolling through and force her or both of them to camp out inside the airport.
She refused to let Chicago dampen her mood. She had even gone out to a local drug store and bought an entire box of condoms with the intention of using every last one of them on this little trip alone. "I am so fucking your brains out Castle."
Kate had learned about her G-spot, though she had yet to talk to Rick about it, to try and find out just how many orgasms she could have while they made love. Maybe this holiday weekend would be that time.
She planted Rick in a chair near their gate. "I'm going to get something to drink. Want anything?" She was buying. Rick just shook his head and watched Kate walk away headed for a small shop just a little ways back the way they had come.
He tried to disappear into his seat. "New York… her father." Maybe he was overthinking it, but he didn't think so. Kate had almost convinced him that her father wasn't near as bad as he thought he might be. Just that he was her dad and not his. Not that he had a dad. It had always been just him and his mother.
With a little work he had figured out that his mother's traveling play was in Kansas City at the moment and was working its way east, in a roundabout manner. He had even tried to talk to her, but she had been out at the time so he'd left a message. But he hadn't heard anything back yet. It had occurred to him that the lady he had talked with wouldn't even give his mother his message. It was enough that Rick pulled out his phone to call her again.
She answered on the second ring. "MOTHER!"
"RICHARD! Oh, thank god! I've been calling you for weeks and you didn't answer." Martha had started to lose her mind over just where her son was and what was happening in his life.
"Yeah, sorry about that. I had a little problem and then I lost my phone plus everything about your itinerary. It took me a little while to track down where you were." Rick really didn't want to go into details, especially while not sitting in an airport.
"Problem? What problem? Richard, please tell me it isn't because of your little ability. I told you to go easy with that." Martha was certain his jumping would get him into trouble one day.
"I can't really talk about it now, Mother; I'm in an airport waiting for a flight." Rick was willing to talk to his mother about it. All of it, but now wasn't a good time.
Martha really wanted information – right this minute! "You're flying? Where are you going? Better yet where are you now?"
"I'm in San Francisco. I'm attending Stanford so that I can learn how to write better. I even have a pen name to write under when I get published." Rick was sure she was never going to believe that considering the boarding schools she had sent him to had all kicked him out because of his escapades.
"SCHOOL! You went to college on purpose?!" Martha almost dropped the phone. "That's amazing, Richard. Please don't get kicked out of this one." She wanted so much for her son. "How are you paying for it?" She'd been putting money into his account while she worked. But she didn't think it was enough for him to get into Stanford.
"I'm fine, Mother; I have more than enough money." Martha knew nothing about his robbing banks.
She got back onto topic with his traveling. "And where are you going?"
"New York. I'm spending Thanksgiving with a friend." Rick felt Kate sit down in the seat next to him and he turned his head to see her looking at him with a Who are you talking to? kind of look.
"Excellent, Richard. I was worried that you would be spending the holiday alone. I was willing to have you fly out to me, but it sounds like you are going to have a good time." Martha was quite pleased. "Who's your friend?" Her curiosity was now piqued. Personally she hoped it was a girl, but knowing her son, it could very well be another jumper.
"Her name is Kate, Mother." Rick watched Kate's eyes open wide after he said that.
"You're talking to your mother?" Kate placed a hand over her mouth, fearful that she had said that too loud.
"Is that her? Give her the phone." Martha really wanted to talk to this young lady. If her son was flying to New York with her during Thanksgiving, there was only one reason for that.
"Mother!" Rick wasn't a fan of having his mother being involved just yet.
"Just hand her the phone, Richard. I promise not to embarrass you." MUCH! Martha didn't add that part but Rick heard it loud and clear. He also knew that he couldn't get out of it. If he hung up, she would just simply call him back using the number that showed up on her phone. Over and over again for as long as was necessary.
Rick held out the phone. "My mother wants to talk to you."
"ME?!" Kate squeaked, staring wide-eyed at the phone. His mother was on the other end. HIS MOTHER! She didn't see the irony over the situation. Rick was traveling with her to see her dad and here his mother wanting to talk to her. They'd barely told each other anything about their parents.
Rick placed the phone in Kate's hand and took her drink from her. "Her name is Martha."
Kate stared at the phone and screwed up her courage. "Hello, …Martha." Kate barely remembered the name Rick had just told her.
"Katherine!" Martha was almost sure her son was going to hang up on her. "My son tells me that the two of you are traveling to New York together."
"We're flying to my dad's to spend Thanksgiving with him." Kate kept it short. She needed to keep it short since there was a huge knot in her throat.
Once again Martha almost dropped her phone. Richard's young lady was dragging him to New York to see her father. Her mind started racing at the implications of this information. "Thanksgiving with your family. You must like my son a lot. He hasn't said a word about you." Martha was so going to hurt him when she got her hands on him.
"I love him." Kate had gotten used to saying it and saying it to his mother wasn't really all that hard. Kate leaned across to kiss Rick's cheek. "He's amazing." Kate's smile was now quite wide while she watched a nervous Rick watching her.
At first Martha was ready to ask, "Are we talking about my son?"Granted her son had shown an interest in girls, but she didn't know he'd found one that interested him enough to go meet the girl's father.
"Thanksgiving in New York." Martha started to try and think.
"You can come, too!" Kate suddenly blurted out. She had no idea where Martha was going to sleep. Hell, except for when they made love in her old room, Rick was going to have to sleep on the sleeper sofa in the living room.
Rick instantly reached for the phone only to have Kate turn away and then stand up so she could keep the phone. "Honest, you can join us. I'm sure Dad won't mind." Actually she knew her dad would mind. Although after she spent some time talking to him, he would change his mind. Kate would spend whatever time it took to change his mind.
"That's…That's nice of you, dear. Unfortunately we have a Thanksgiving show that we're putting on. I truly wish I could come." Right now Martha really wished she could. Thanksgiving with the young lady that her son had obviously fallen in love with, and at her father's house even.
"I see." Kate deflated. It would have been nice to have all of the family in one place. Then a thought hit her. "We're spending Christmas in Vegas. Maybe you could join us. Surely you don't have a show during Christmas." Kate watched as Rick's eyes opened wide and his jaw dropped. The look of shock on his face was priceless. "I insist, Martha. We have a room in New York-New York for three days. We even have tickets for one of those Cirque de Soleil shows. Maybe we could get you one, too." Kate turned her back on Rick who had gotten up and was reaching for the phone. "Just say yes, Martha." Kate yelped a little when he took the phone out of her hand.
Rick needed to do some damage control quick. "You don't have to come, Mother."
But Kate was enthralled by the idea and reached out to grasp Rick's hand that held the phone. She pulled while leaning in closer. "Yes, she does." Kate let go and couldn't help but smile at the look Rick was giving her.
His eye daggers weren't nearly as deadly as hers were.
"I'll call you right back, Richard." And Martha hung up. She had some work to do if she was going to join her son and this Katherine for Christmas. She also needed to do some Christmas shopping.
"What were you thinking?" Rick couldn't believe her. Inviting his mother to their Vegas Christmas trip.
"You're going to get to meet my dad; it only seems fair that I get to meet your mother." Kate thought it was simple. She was going to charm the socks off of Rick's mother.
Kate stepped into him and wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted up to give him a quick kiss. She decided to play dirty. "I thought you loved me," she pouted.
A man who was sitting near by who had heard everything put in his 2 cents. "She's got you there, son."
"See, even he thinks so." Kate mouthedThank you at him before turning her attention back to Rick. "She needs a room and plane ticket. I'll help pay for it." It would mean draining her bank account more than she liked, but she felt it was worth it. "You brought your laptop and the airport has WiFi," she wheedled. Kate started grinning. She had him; he just didn't know it yet.
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They were both bored out of their minds. Kate was sitting alone and Rick had gone off to find out what was going on. The departure board simply said DELAYED. They were both at least thankful that it didn't say CANCELED.
She saw him walking toward her and he had her entire attention. "And?" Kate questioned after watching him drop into the seat next to her. But his body language did not convey good news.
"Our plane hasn't even left the airport where it's coming from yet, and they don't know just when it will. Or if it will." Rick looked at her with his best Please don't hit me look he could give her.
"SWELL!" Kate fell back into her seat then chose to lean up against Rick. She needed some support. At least she wasn't traveling alone this time.
Suddenly Rick stood up and held out his hand. "Come on." Kate took his hand and let him pull her out of her seat.
"Where are we going?" If for some reason their plane was able to take off, it would take it about 3 hours to get there, so they couldn't really go far.
"I don't know about you, but I could use a drink." Rick pulled her down the corridor and felt Kate speed up to walk next to him. She was even smiling for a change.
Rick knew he could get both of them there even with their carry-on bags. It was just that she didn't know anything about his ability. Actually he knew he would have to explain it and even prove it to her eventually. It was something he was dreading. What if she freaked out and never wanted anything to do with him again?
He cleared his throat and got the bartender's attention. "Scotch on the rocks, please."
"Vodka, lots and lots of vodka," Kate added.
"I thought you were a tequila girl." She'd only talked about that and her choice of beer.
"When I'm in a good mood, yes. Right now I want something to help me forget," Kate explained.
"You know if they cancel our flight because it's their fault, they have to get us a hotel room." Rick arched his eyebrows a couple of times.
It worked since Kate began chuckling. "I promise to be sober enough." She leaned over to give him a quick kiss.
It took Rick two drinks. "So what happened to your mother? You only ever talk about your dad." He'd been curious for weeks, but was willing to let Kate tell him when she was ready. Maybe she was ready.
"Mom left us when I was five. One day she was there, then she was gone and never came back. Dad…doesn't talk about it much. I don't really remember her anymore." Kate sounded hurt to him.
"I'm sorry; that must have been painful. Especially for your dad." After all, he'd dated her, fallen in love and married her, and then had a child with her.
"Dad says as little as possible about her. He just changes the subject every time I bring it up. I think I understand how he feels now. I didn't really get it when I was a kid." Kate sipped her drink.
"What about you? I got to talk to your mother; where's your dad?" Kate didn't want to talk about her mom anymore.
"I never met my dad. Mother tells me that they had one night together and she never saw him again. When I was little I think she missed him, now I'm not so sure. Can't really miss what you never had." Rick suddenly wondered which of them had it better.
"One night stand." Kate understood. She'd had a few of those. All of them had been because that was what she wanted at the time. Today she had Rick and wanted to keep him. She loved him.
"Did she ever try to find him?" Kate was curious and she saw Rick shake his head.
"Mother's about as tight-lipped as your dad. She only told me what she thought I needed to know and that was all." Rick took more than a sip. "Since neither of us know much, I always imagined that he was a CIA operative. Some super spy. That or the best firefighter on Earth." Then he started chuckling. "Or an alien from another planet." His father being an alien helped him to understand why he could do what he did. It answered a number of questions.
Kate wet her fingers and stroked and pinched his cheek. She grinned as she teased him. "I don't see any green, Castle."
"You could think that your mother is an Amazon warrior who was recalled home and never got to leave again," Rick suggested, hiding his grin by sipping his drink.
Kate almost spat out the sip of her drink. "Wonder Woman?! How much have you had to drink?" She was sure he was either drunk or had lost his mind.
He defended his imagination. "You forget, Kate, I want to be a writer."
"And you're not going to be a successful one if you keep thinking like that." Kate wasn't a fan of his idea.
Rick faked pouting and made a face. "I thought you loved me."
"I love you a lot, Castle, but a little less if that's the best you can come up with," Kate retorted; she really did love him. Loved him a lot actually.
"Challenge accepted, Katherine Beckett." Even if he didn't have to write another paper for his class he was going to come up with a small short story that explained her mother's disappearance.
"Just so long as it doesn't show up on bookshelves." Kate gave him fair warning. "I don't want my family being on display for everyone. My private life is just that, private."
"Duly noted. However, that isn't going to stop me from writing something for you to read." Rick lifted up his drink. "Deal?"
Kate only thought about it for a second. "Deal." She clinked her glass against his then took a drink, feeling the vodka slip smoothly down her throat.
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Totally naked, Kate came out of the bathroom to find Rick sitting up against the headboard equally naked. She crawled onto the bed, straddled his outstretched legs, and held up the condom. "Make love to me, Castle." She leaned in to kiss him. "I love you." Kate felt Rick sit up straighter and then she found herself going backward until he was on top.
"I love you too, Kate. Prepare to scream yourself hoarse." Rick smiled lovingly before kissing her. Then he proceeded to kiss his way down her body so he could see just how wet she really was already.
Only he didn't stay there. Kate suddenly found Rick sucking on her toes. While this was new and she was starting to like the way he massaged her foot and sucked on her toes – mostly her big toe – it wasn't what she wanted.
Finally she felt him kiss his way up her leg and then he was sucking on her inner thigh. "OH GOD, PLEASE, CASTLE." Kate wanted, no needed more than this.
Suddenly she felt him sucking on her other toes, followed by kissing and sucking his way up her other leg. Then he blew on her soaking wet and hot core. "CASTLE! PLEASE." Kate took hold of his hair and pressed his face into her core. "Eat me, Castle."
Rick, though, started humming. While the vibrations did something interesting and caused her to moan, it wasn't what she wanted.
"RICK, PLEASE… EAT MY PUSSY. MAKE ME COME!"