This case had been hard, harder than most. Yet she didn't know why it was upsetting her so much. Maybe because she loved him so much? Maybe because she knew that love was mutual. She liked the feeling of somebody loving her and the feeling of knowing that that love wasn't going away. SHe loved being his wife.
They had been married for four months. Four months of perfection. The case she had been working on was revolving around a four month marriage; now just memories. The husband had been killed and the wife was absolutely crushed.
It was almost as if they were mirror images of each other. Each had been friends for four years and lovers for two. The couple had been trying for a baby. Her and Castle were trying too. The wife was pregnant. She wasn't.
The case was wrapped up and all she could picture was herself in his arms, snuggling her close. She couldn't to think that maybe she would do that thing, the one where she pretends to be asleep just so he'll carry her to bed.
"Hey, beautiful." He greeted her as she hung up her coat.
"Hey, I'll be right back." She said, pecking him on the lips and making her way to the bathroom. She changed out of her work clothes and into her NYPD hoodie and sweat pants.
She came back out, immediately cuddling up next to him. She laid her head just below his chin and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Kate, what's wrong?" Castle ran a hand up and down her back.
She was quiet. "Nothing, I'm just tired and I missed you, babe."
He shifted slightly,digging her head into his chest,"I missed you too, but really, what's wrong?"
"Our victim was a husband, and his wife loved him very much. They were just like us." She shifted closer still.
He finally realized why she was so affected. "I love you so much." Was all he said as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the forehead.
"I love you too, Castle."