Still not mine
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Kate's eyes popped open, she tried to reach for her phone on the nightstand, to check the time. She couldn't move there was a writer who had her pinned underneath him. He didn't have his entire weight on her, just one side of him.
"Babe, wake up" no response "Castle… Castle…..CASTLE!"
"I'm awake… do we have a body?" He was used to waking up to the sound of her voice on the phone, this was different. He wasn't holding a phone, and he felt something... He felt a body alright, hers. He was really starting to wake up now.
Craving her, he was defiantly awake now. He peppered kisses on her neck and was working his way to her lips.
Kate's body responded to his, the kisses fueled her response. A beam of light hit her eyes as she positioned herself on top of her partner. Her brain reacted to the light, it was bright that meant it was late. "Oh shit!" Kate slid off him and reached for her phone. "Eight thirty Castle, we have thirty minutes before our plane takes-off. Move your ass," Beckett was back.
His eyes popped open, "Shit!"
They jumped out of bed and began to grab clothes and repacked their suitcases.
"We can shower on the plane," Rick said apologetic.
The nice thing about being a cop, Kate had years of practice getting out the door quickly. She was ready and standing by the door waiting for him.
Kate dressed in a button down shirt and jeans, she threw her hair up in a messy pony-tail.
"How is it possible for you to look so perky and adorable, when you just got out of bed?"
Kate took a look at Castle he definitely looked like he just crawled out of bed. His hair was sticking out and he still looked half asleep. She wanted to rip off his clothes and take him back to bed. He looked adorable, "Years of practice Babe, getting called out at all hours."
Rick carried their bags to the SUV, Kate drove to the airport, she wasn't convinced he was fully awake.
They arrived at the airport, with three minutes to spare. The jet engines were already fired up. They carried their bags with them as they boarded the plane. They'd just buckled their seat-belts when the plane began to taxi to the tarmac.
This pilot meant business. He was lifting off the runway at straight up 9:00 A.M. Kate checked the time on her Dads watch.
"I'll make us some coffee as soon as the seatbelt sign goes off," His voice gravely, from sleepiness and from want.
Kate thought he was the one who needed coffee today, she was the coffee addict, but today she was awake and buzzing with desire; the busy morning hadn't allowed them to 'font'...
He reached for her hand, needing to touch her. He began rubbing small circles on top of her hand, slowly he could feel her starting to relax. After spending the week-end discovering every inch of her, he was better equipped to read her needs.
She began to relax as soon as she felt his large hand cover hers. Wow, he can light me up or calm me down with the way he touches me.
The Pilot announced they were free to move about the cabin, the flight was going to take three hours. They would arrive in New York around noon. Nassau and New York were in the same time zone.
Rick made coffee and handed a cup to Kate. He found creamer, it wasn't vanilla, but it would have to do. He made a mental note to stock her creamer in the future. This trip was last-minute, he felt like he'd let her down, providing her with coffee was his thing, "It's not you're usual."
Kate took a sip, it tasted wonderful, she loved the coffee he brought to her, "It's good." She smiled the way she always did when he provided her with coffee.
He relaxed when he saw her smile. That's why it was so important to him to bring her a cup of coffee each morning, to see that smile, the one she gave to only him. He knew because he watched her. He'd never seen her smile like that with anyone else. It was his.
Kate decided she would wait to shower at home. She'd used the bathroom in the plane after their admission to the 'Mile High Club' the shower was small, she didn't feel comfortable showering in the plane, or it could be, because she would have to shower alone. The size didn't permit two.
"Are you hungry?" he pointed to the galley," I saw some pastries while I was making coffee."
"I'm good." Kate usually downed a cup of coffee and was out the door. She rarely ate breakfast.
"I'm going to shower. You could join me…if you want to," He asks hopefully.
"Knowing your skills, and my yoga training; I don't think we could make that shower work."
He went and picked up his bathroom bag, and he opened his suitcase and took out a pair of jeans and his royal blue shirt. He knew she liked seeing him in blue. He emerged Forty-five minutes later clean-shaven and hair neatly combed.
Kate loved his scent.
Rick came out and asks if she'd seen his dirty clothes. (Kate picked them up, she stored his shirt in her bag. The rest she packed in his). "I packed them," She didn't want to admit she'd kept his shirt for herself.
She didn't know he'd kept his shirt the one she'd worn to bed. It held her scent. He'd placed it in a separate bag to save for his nights alone.
"What time does your flight leave?"
"At Six"
"We can get something to eat."
"…or we could pick up something and you could come to my place." Castle thought briefly about suggesting the loft, but he did know if his mother and Alexis were in, they weren't expecting him home for three weeks. He decided her place was the better option. He wanted to her to come to the loft, he added it to his list of things he wanted to experience now that they were a couple, "Chinese okay?"
"Perfect," That's what she was going to suggest. No wonder the guys claimed they had a mind-meld thing going on.
He picked up his phone and placed their order. They would pick it up on the way to her apartment.
The pilot announced they would be landing in 15 minutes. They fastened their seatbelts.
Soon they were on the ground. Kate was expecting them to have to go through customs. An officer met their plane, He spoke to Rick and then they were free to go. His driver loaded their bags and they were headed into the city.
Wow, private planes do have advantages. Rick explained that the pilots filed a flight plan with the passenger list. Customs knew who was on board. The officer was there to verify.
Kate was sitting beside Rick. He drug her to his lap. Making out in Limo was just added to his list.
His driver stopped and picked up their food. Kate and Rick were making out in the back of the limo. Clothes were about to start flying when they noticed the car stopped. They began to button up. Rick rolled down the foggy window and saw they were in front of the Restaurant. Kate's apartment was only four blocks away. They needed to remain clothed.
The driver stopped and unloaded Kate's bags. Although he couldn't see in the back of the Limo, he could tell by the couples appearance and sheepish grins what transpired. Rick took the bags from the driver and thanked him. He confirmed the pick-up time. The driver tip his hat and returned to the car. Rick carried her bags and Kate carried the food. They headed inside. The elevator seemed to stop on every floor. People got on and others got off. They were trying to remain calm and not jump each other in the elevator. Finally it was her floor. They quickly removed themselves from the elevator.
Kate fumbled with the lock. She finally opened her door. They shut the door with their bodies pressed against it. Kate's legs were trying to wrap around her partner. They dropped the luggage and the food at the door. They headed into the bedroom. Clothes were flying; by the time they reached her bed they were naked.
They made love with passion and a little desperation. They knew they were about to be parted for three weeks.
They said "I'm hungry" at the same time. Laughing they got up Kate slipped on a robe, Rick donned his boxers and jeans, they headed to retrieve their food. Kate warmed their food while Castle got their drinks. He found a couple of waters in the fridge. There wasn't much else in there.
They sat on the sofa and ate from the containers.
She could get used to this; Rick looked relaxed reclining on her sofa, shirtless, hair mussed from mind-blowing sex, his blue eyes sparking. She was going to miss him. He's not even left and already you're whining; she missed working with him too. He did make her job more 'fun'. She didn't realize how much she counted on him, until this time apart. It was the catalyst for her decision not to wait any longer; she admitted, and acted on her feelings for him. Lanie was going to go ballistic when she found out. It was so UN-like Kate to hop on a plane for a weekend with a lover, but it was Castle.
"Now you're staring at me, and I for one do not find it creepy, in fact I find it kind of hot."
Kate rolled her eyes.
He laughed and pulled her to him.
Kate couldn't stop touching. She was delighted to discover the toned man underneath all of the bulky clothes he wore at the precinct. His biceps were massive. He was a take-charge kind of guy in the bedroom, not in an overpowering way, more masculine. She liked it. He was confident, not controlling. It was as if they'd been lovers for years, instead of the week-end. He paid attention to the details. He knew how to make her come undone. She was expecting things to be a little awkward their first time it was anything but.
"So, you're not tired of me yet?"
"Kate, I want you all of the time. You may be the death of me, but I'll never tire of you that's a promise."
She could feel his desire, and see the truth in his eyes they were dark with want.
This time they made love slowly.
They held each other after; Rick pulled the cover over them as they lay on the sofa. They dozed.
Rick's alarm on his phone went off, "The car will be here in fifteen minutes.
Kate untangled herself to allow him to get up and get dressed, "Do you want to shower?"
He shook his head. He wanted to retain her scent for a while longer.
Kate donned her robe and set out to retrieve his clothes. He'd finished getting his jeans on when she came back carrying his socks, shoes, and shirt. She picked them up in a trail that led to the bedroom. Thankfully she hadn't ruined this shirt. His bags were all ready at the airport. He finished dressing.
Kate was blinking hard, she was determined she wasn't going to cry. (Not until he was gone anyway) She was surprised by her outpouring of emotions. She was never like this in past relationships. She usually wanted to be alone after. She didn't want them to stick around and cuddle. She'd preferred to sleep alone. On the rare occasion they stayed over, she would get out of bed needing time to herself. Times had changed. He'd changed her. She slept soundly when he was there. At least once a week she'd wake up tormented by a nightmare. She was being chased, the pursuer was about to grab her and then she would wake up. She didn't know who was chasing her. She couldn't see their face, they were always in shadow.
"I'm going to miss waking up with you in my arms," Castle held her tight. He kissed the top of her head, "If I don't go now I'll never leave."
Kate nodded she wasn't trying to make this harder, but dammit she didn't want him to go, "I'll see you in three weeks." She spoke with the bravest voice she could muster.
Rick put his hand under her chin, "Look at me, Kate" His voice was so tender.
Kate put on her best game face and looked up.
"I love you Kate, I want you to know, that you are it for me." His face was dead serious. "I will marry you," He kissed her, and he let her know in no uncertain terms, he meant it, and then he was out the door before she could get her bearings.
When she heard the door close, she sat down on the couch, her tears fell, "I love you too." When she awoke it was dark outside. She gathered up the empty food containers and threw them into the garbage.
She decided to take a bath. She headed into the bathroom she stopped when she saw the bathroom mirror she started crying again. He'd written R.C. + K.B inside a heart drawn in her lipstick. She couldn't explain why, but it made her feel better. She turned on the water to the tub she thought of him when she added a cap-full of bubbles. What the hell she added another cap-full.
Castle almost ran to the elevator. He was thankful the doors opened right away. His heart was compelling him to stay, his brain telling him this was only the beginning for them. He'd waited for three years to get to this point, now he was leaving for three weeks. He wanted to turn around and just tell Black Pawn to stick it. He knew Paula was trying to promote his books. It didn't ease the ache in his heart from being separated from her physically.
The further away he was the greater the ache. He did what he always did when he was hurting, he began to write. The words poured from him. He wrote, without bothering to edit that would come later. Right now he wanted to purge his soul. He wrote until it was time to land.
Rick checked his watch as he waited for his bags. He would text Kate to see if she was still awake when he got to the hotel. He spotted the Rick Rodgers sign and headed toward the Man holding it. Paula never used 'Castle' when making reservations or paging him. It was his preference. Paula used any and all means necessary to get him on page six. He was going to let her know, he wouldn't be signing any more chests. She wasn't going to be happy about it. She loved portraying him as the single aloof player. The car arrived at his hotel. his phone rang. It was Paula, here we go, "I'm at the Hotel." Rick braced himself for the lecture for bailing on her. He'd thought of Kate the whole time she was barking at him.
"Richard Castle are you listing to me?"
When she stopped talking Rick responded with his "Yes, I'm listening," He hadn't heard a word. He was thinking of Kate.