AN: Ok so I know this ones really short, but it popped into my head the other day and I thought it would be the sort of thing that Castle would do. Sorry I lied; Christmas will be in the next chapter.
As always thanks to those who read and review, and to the new readers I still have coming in, it all helps me keep going.
-Enjoy :D
Disclaimer the characters that you recognise are not mine, I just like to have fun with them.
Chapter 13
"T'was the night before Christmas in the Castle abode," Rick started, and Alexis joined in.
"Not a creature was sleeping, not even the toad.
No stockings were hung, not a chimney in sight,
Everyone knew they were in for a very long night."
Kate was not surprised that Rick had his own version of the Christmas rhyme. Just as she was thinking this Rick pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket with a flourish and continued reading by himself.
"Presents to be wrapped, tape to be absconded,
For everyone knows paper needs to be bonded.
Then under the tree presents would go,
And out of the window I looked for snow.
Then after a time I turned back around,
Because out of the kitchen I heard such a sound.
Of squealing and giggles, and laughter too,
I see three wonderful women where there used to be two.
I hurry to them, to give them a hug,
And in all my haste, trip over a rug.
When I finally look up from my place of the floor,
It's into the eyes of the woman I adore.
She's standing there with an outstretched hand,
And a smile on her face I cannot withstand."
Alexis and Martha both silently stand and make their way out of the room, per Rick's earlier request.
"My hand in hers I rose to my feet,
And lead her to the lounge to take a seat.
I could only imagine just how she feels,
As for quite a few months she hasn't seen her heels.
"Like a whale," she says, more often than not,
And I tell her she's beautiful otherwise I'll get shot.
But it's not something I say just off on a whim,
She always looks beautiful, even when she's not slim.
She carries my children; it's a wonderful sight,
All because of how she walked into my life one fateful night.
And since then it hasn't been all peachy keen,
I'm sure there are times she's wanted to split my spleen.
Ups and downs, we've been through them all,
From freezer to bomb, to safe in the wall.
All of this rhyming to get to a question,
That I hope will leave a lasting impression.
The Beckett I met is now known as Kate,
And it is her turn to decide on our fate."
Rick put down the piece of paper and reached into his pocket.
"I'm hoping with might that she won't make me plea,
Katherine Beckett, will you marry me?"
AN: is it evil to leave it hanging like that? Sorry if it is… there will be Christmas in the next chapter, I hope.
I also have no claims to owning the original 'T'was the night before Christmas', which I kind of based this poem off.
Let me know what you think of it!