My tardiness in getting out this chapter in NO WAY excuses ya'll from reviewing if you don't review no more chapters…I shall hold to that threat
x( …so there
Anyways I do apologize but after I got out of school I just didn't have any energy my finals seemed to suck out my soul but then I realized it was just hiding under the stairs :D Pheeeew for awhile there it was kinda rough without a soul lol
Katherine Beckett prided herself in her ability to take things in stride. Unfortunately, in the moment Castle finally decided to join the game, that particular ability chose to flee her body. And as a result she was left with a compulsory reaction that she developed while dealing with Castle and his incessant need for corporal punishment. She wondered, for a split second, what that said about him that he only responded to pain and well placed threats.
As his hand slid over her ass, her hand, well, her hand responded to an ingrained reaction and snaked its way up his chest by its own volition and encircled the back of his neck. In her defense it was his fault, it had become an automatic reaction to his disobedience and constant testing of her boundaries. She'd had to arm herself somehow and her choice of weapon had developed into a three part attack: grab some unprotected piece of open flesh, squeeze, and listen victoriously as he squealed his protest as she taunted him in the process of enjoying her victory.
She, at least, had the presence of mind not to tighten her fingers into their iron grip…at least, that was the case…until he whispered in her ear then all hell broke loose.
"You are an extraordinary woman, Katherine Beckett," he murmured. His voice was husky and deep; vibrating deliciously in her ear but desire was not what tightened her fingers about his neck.
And unfortunately, he couldn't have predicted her reactions to his words, no one could have.
The image of his book dedication flashed through her mind and those particular words printed in the book were a sore subject for Kate. They brought up a whole lot of "stuff" that lay buried like nuclear waste between the detective and writer.
Something inside Kate snapped, and the particular 'something' that snapped, in essence, did not bode well for the man currently wrapped around her.
Beckett's whole person suddenly became a solid brick wall and her hand tightened painfully about Castle's neck but Castle was too distracted by her profuse amounts of flesh to really notice the sudden change.
Beckett launched herself away from the 'naughty nook' pushing Castle with her and managing to maintain their close body contact. She bullied him away from the corner her face full of fury and her eyes brimming with volatile rage.
"Not a deep fried Twinkie, am I, Castle." She snarled in his ear and violently shoved him away from her, disgust smearing her face. "Extraordinary?" She hissed.
Castle stumbled backwards confused and a little frightened, he had a feeling she didn't like the word extraordinary. He could see why maybe…from another angle the word appeared to be extra-ordinary and that could seem like an insult but seeing as he hadn't said extra-ordinary he couldn't really justify her anger. He could try though and try desperately he did because a pissed off raging Kate Beckett was terrifying. He never seen her lose control, she was always the essence of calm, her anger always in check.
"I'll show you feral, Richard." She spit his name and it rolled off her tongue as a curse. "You don't know feral" she snarled, circling him as if he were her prey.
Castle eyed her warily, had he been an animal the whites of his eyes would have been thoroughly exposed and rolling in terror as he craned his head to watch her circle behind him.
"It's a game to you, isn't it?" questioned Kate with distain.
The question was obviously rhetorical and he wasn't about to answer, he may not be able to see her but the sneer was evident in her voice as she spoke, "All those women flocking to you like your some god. Grovel at your feet, worship you. You like to play, especially, with the Twinkies. It doesn't matter that they don't have any substance. You like signing their boobs, ogling them in their tiny expensive Couture dresses, and appraising them like pieces of meat. It's a game to you men." She ranted poking him hard in the chest to emphasize her words as she came around his front forcing him backwards with each jab. "Games are only fun until someone gets hurt, Richard." She snarled, who knew his name could sound so dirty and not at all in a good way.
Kate may not have had the ability to stop the deluge of emotions and the product of those emotions coming out in words but she did, however, have the presence of mind to use the scene she was causing to her advantage.
She swept his feet out from beneath him. Castle went flailing and tumbled, landing with a loud wumph in Conner Odell's private booth.
"You want feral Kat?" she hissed, barring her teeth in a vicious taunting smile, "You won't last very long" she said appraising his prone body sprawled across the booth, "They never do" she added snarling as she pounced on him straddling his hips with grace that any feline would envy.
Castle's eyes widened to saucers as 'Feral Kat' trailed her fingers up her left thigh and beneath her dress. There was a distinct expletive of "Holy Shit!" that could have issued from anyone, Odell or even possibly his own lips but he couldn't really be sure considering he was about ready to have a heart attack. Something he really wasn't expecting was her hand to come back from its trip occupied. What she pulled out from beneath her dress would have sent him into epileptic shock if he wasn't so numb with confusion.
Kate held the switch blade with deadly grace and deftly flicked it open, "I like danger in my games. You know what I find…stimulating when I'm playing feral, Ricky?" she purred, "Claws. Really sharp claws but since I didn't have time to sharpen mine this morning…" she said pouting her lips in disappointment, "I think I'll have to substitute," she said twirling the blade in her hand and plunging it next to Castle's head, smoothly slicing through the leather covered booth he was sprawled on.
Castle grunted in panic but otherwise didn't dare move. And just as quickly as she had pounced on him pinning him to the booth like hunted prey she was off him in less than a blink of an eye releasing her quarry and turning to something with more interest.
As Castle scrambled off and away from the booth catching the flash of her badge as she confronted Odell he wondered for a split second where the hell she'd hidden the thing. He was whirling in confusion and was quite frankly lucky that the backup had their arrival otherwise he'd be lying on the floor concussed by the big meaty paw of one of Odell's thugs but as luck would have it the backup took down the thug and Castle was only clipped in the forehead, didn't mean it didn't hurt like hell.
Beckett, however, was not so lucky. It seemed Odell had overpowered her and Castle watched, wide eyed, as she was flung unceremoniously into the booth. As she hit the booth white dust exploded from the 'wound' she'd 'clawed' into the couch moments ago and coated her, invading her lungs. She was not perturbed, however, and just like a cat she recovered quickly, springing from the couch to follow the hastily retreating figure of Odell. Castle and many spectators watched in awe as Beckett's lithe body flew through the air stretching a seemingly impossible distance, tackling Odell to the ground where she twisted his arms up and behind his back cuffing him with more violence than usual. Fury and triumph shone in her eyes as she addressed her team through the com.
"Ryan, Esposito send in the extraction team. We're gonna need the K-9 squad."
"Got it covered, Beckett," replied Esposito.
"Oh and get me a bus."
"You okay, boss?" Ryan inquired not disguising his concern.
Beckett tossed her head angrily, forgetting for a moment that such indicators would not work to communicate in this situation.
"Boss?" Esposito joined when Beckett didn't reply.
"Well considering I think I just inhaled about a pound of methamphetamine and I'm pretty sure our guy is hopped up on some serious concoction of something that may be a new street drug, I'm gonna go with NO!" she snapped into the com as she handed Odell over to the custody of the backup team.
Just how much of that was Feral Kat acting and how much of it was Kate acting out over some unresolved "stuff"....if you wanna kno you best review even a smiley face will do...that totally rhymed i am so proud of myself lol
Ooooo, Katie drugged with meth, yikes! This is gonna get interesting O_0 something tells me a certain someone is gonna have to be supervised by another someone.....and thats all im saying....and if you didn't get the hint....sucks to be you lol
SO?!? SO!?!?! What say you, my teeny tiny amigos?!!?!
BTW: I have no experience with any type of drug (unless you count Tylenol or Nyquil lol) so if my information that I researched is incorrect in the next chapter…I don't really care
Drugs are bad stay away from them!!!!
