AN: so this chapter has been a little while coming, it got backburnered for a while when I was getting some of my school work done… but I only have four weeks left! :D this chapter was also really hard for me to write, I didn't really know where it was going, and it never really presented itself to me, so I struggled a lot.

just a little repost as it was brought to my attention that I misspelled a few things…

Big shout out toMaddygirl76 because you were the 200th person to put this story on story alert.

Without further ado, here's the end of the Christmas.

-Enjoy :D

Disclaimer the characters that you recognise are not mine, I just like to have fun with them.

Chapter 15

Later Christmas afternoon, after all of their guests had left, Kate had woken from her nap and was starting to think about getting out of bed when Rick walked into the room and, after checking if she was awake, started asking her about presents. Kate couldn't help but laugh when Rick grabbed both of their stockings off the mantle and started looking around for where his present might be.

After watching him for a couple of minutes Kate spoke. "Help me up," She said. "And I'll go get your present." After Rick helped her up she made her way over to her gun safe to get his present from where she had left it earlier in the week. She then made her way back to the bed, sat down and patted the spot next to her so Rick would join her.

When Rick was sitting next to her she handed over his present. Like any small child he shook the box to see how much it weighed and if it rattled. It didn't. He then ripped into the paper with an enthusiasm that she hadn't seen in anyone in a while. When he got the paper off, and had thrown it to one side, he just sat and looked at it.

It was just what he wanted and he'd been hinting at it for weeks, to everyone but Kate. Despite the fact that he wanted one he hadn't got himself one, as he wasn't stupid enough to buy himself something like that in the weeks before Christmas, and if no one got him one he would have just gotten one in the new year, but now he didn't need to.

"Rick?" Kate asked. "Did I get it right?"

"Yes," He replied absentmindedly. "How… How did you know? I never said anything to you about this."

"Well," Kate told him. "I am a detective." She finished with a coy smile on her face. "I can figure things out. But you like it, right?"

"Yes, of course I like it." He told her, placing a light kiss on her lips. "It's just what I need, you know I've been complaining for the last couple of weeks about my laptop and sending every single drafting idea to Gina and Paula. But I never told you which one I wanted, how did you know."

"As I said." Kate told him. "I am a detective." She said and leaned in for another kiss. Rick gently placed his new laptop to the side and placed one had to the side of her face, deepening their kiss.

When the need for air became apparent Kate pulled back and rested her forehead on Rick's. "Stockings." She said once she had caught her breath and watched as Rick's face lit like the tree in their lounge room.

Rick grabbed his stocking from on the bed behind him and peeked inside. Kate smiled, he was acting like the big kid he was. She watched as he pulled a rolled up parchment out first.

"That one's from the Captain and the boys." She told him.

Rick slid the band off and unrolled it, smiling as he read. It was a 'Junior NYPD Detective' certificate, only someone had crossed out 'Junior' and replaced it with 'Honorary' and added 'Homicide'. "Richard Egdar Castle." Rick read. "Honorary NYPD Homicide Detective. 12th Precinct." He then pulled a plastic badge, a Sherlock Holmes hat, a magnifying glass and a … "Water pistol?" Rick asked, and then put his hand back again only to encounter what felt like the contents of quite a few bonbons, streamers and all.

After pulling out two handfuls of the stuff Rick was surprised that Kate had had the time to pack a stocking as such, and it was with that thought that he proceeded to tip the stocking end up so that there was a pile of streamers and little plastic figurines on the bed between the two. He was somewhat disappointed to see that nothing had fallen out on top. So, not one to be outdone, he reached his hand into the pile and moved it around until he came into contact with something solid. When he pulled his hand out he was holding a set of black satin covered handcuffs. He dangled them off his finger and raised one eyebrow before placing them with the rest of his gifts and handing Kate her stocking.

Kate first prodded her stocking up and down, it seemed that Rick hadn't stuffed hers as she had done with his, except for a small space in the middle that was soft and squishy. Kate opened her stocking and peered inside. She first pulled out a couple of notebooks that were defiantly not appropriate for use at work. There was also an assortment of writing implements, including what seemed to be the keys off of an old-fashioned typewriter. With all these sitting on the bed Kate delved into her stocking again.

This time she retrieved two identical white onesies with the words 'Been in nine months, out on good behaviour' written across the front of them. She held one up, just looking at it, her children would look adorable wearing the onesies, but oh the levels of irony they had. After placing them on the bed she pulled the last thing out of her stocking.

A pair of cuffs, identical to the ones she had given Rick.

Raising her eyes to look at his face she saw a sheepish expression. "Great minds think alike?" He said playfully.

She just shook her head, rolled her eyes and started to gather her presents from the bed, and telling him that he should do the same.

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Later that night, after a quite dinner with Kate and Alexis, Rick cleaned up the kitchen and went to join his fiancé in their bedroom, only to find it vacated. He looked into the bathroom, only to find it empty as well. He walked back out into the bedroom and spun a few slow circles until he caught sight of something shiny in the entrance of their walk-in robe.

Rick stared as Kate walked out of their walk-in robe dressed in a black nightie that hung to mid-thigh, and her police hat, dangling a set of black satin cuffs off one finger.

"Mister Castle," She said in a sultry voice.

"Yes, Detective Beckett?" Rick asked, lust filling his voice.

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AN: so one little note, those onesies that were in Kate's stocking are actually real, my sister (who has a three month old child) has one, it is the cutest thing, I thought of this fic when I saw it.

I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up as I'm bogged down with school work still, but the Josh thing will come back and be resolved (within a couple of chapters).

Let me know what you think. :D