"Babe, I'm home!" Beckett called out as she closed the door behind her, throwing her keys in the bowl and hanging her coat up. When she took a second look, she saw a trail of roses leading to the bedroom. "Castle?" She called out.
"Follow the trail." She heard from somewhere in the distance.
Beckett wasn't in the mood for games. "What's going on?"
"Just follow the trail and you'll find out."
"Castle." She said, doing what she was told, "I've had a long day. I'm tired and I really just want to." She stopped in her tracks when she saw the patio covered in petals, candles glistening in every corner, and an Ipod dock sitting on the table.
"Castle." This time, it was breathless.
"Do you know what today is?" He stood facing her, a grin on his face.
"Is this a game?" She narrowed her eyes.
"Just answer the question."
"It's the end of the month."
"And what happened a month ago?" He asked, prompting her.
She smiled then, her eyes glistening. "We got married."
He smiled just as wide. "That's right." He walked towards her, wrapped his arms around her waist before kissing her.
"What's the Ipod for?" She asked when they broke apart.
"For dancing."
"Dancing?"
"Yes. On our wedding day you were not only the most beautiful person in the room, but the best dancer as well." He held her close, looking her eyes.
She shook her head. "In that dress? No way!"
"Way." He said, mocking her.
"Shut up!" She laughed, slapping his chest playfully.
"May I have this dance?" He extended his hand to her, and she took it immediately.
They had been dancing on the patio for almost two hours, both so caught up in the moment. They didn't even care when it started raining. It took them both back to three years ago when she showed up at his door. They looked up at the sky and then back at each other, resting their foreheads together and smiling.