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"Look, okay" he said frantically putting his hands up in gesture of surrender as she stalked towards him, "I don't have any influence -"
"NO INFLUENCE? You own the goddamn rights! And who was bragging just the other day about them wanting your help-"
"With the script!" he yelled as she dragged him into the heat of the moment.
She glared.
"…ok and maybe some of the scenes but nothing else. I swear."
"When did you know?" she asked quietly, deadly.
"A few days."
She opened her mouth to scream but he cut her off.
"I was just trying to get up the courage to tell you…I was going to take you out to a nice restaurant we'd have a nice dinner maybe laugh and then, well…"
"Coward." She growled.
He chuckled nervously, "Hey! I had to ensure that I'd have lots of witnesses in case you pulled your gun on me."
"I think after I showed them why I was so upset you wouldn't have anyone to corroborate your account." A hint of a smile played at her mouth.
He relaxed a little, it's always better when she joked back…though her smile seemed a little vicious…
"Look I'm really sorry." He said with wide eyes begging. He truly was remorseful.
This poster was nothing like his book covers, he never would have dared. Perhaps he should have introduced the producers and crew to Beckett.
"I tried everything I could think of. I tried paying them, they refused. I tried my lawyer, she said there's nothing I can do. I even sat down with the legal papers with Alexis and we've yet to find anything helpful…"
"Alexis knows?" Kate groaned.
Castle shrugged sheepishly, "They were standing right there when I opened it up."
"They? Your mother saw it too? Oh God."
"It's going to be all over the world in a couple months." Castle said with an exasperated shrug, not the smartest sentence.
The poster fluttered to the floor and he blinked, his eyes went round as he was violently pinned to wall of his study her forearm pressing painfully into his collarbone.
He was going to be sore tomorrow.
"Really not a good idea to mention, Castle. I can barely contain the urge to rip out your throat right now. You're lucky the Meth is wearing off."
"Or you just really love me and would never truly hurt me, Detective" he quipped; he really should learn not to joke when he gets nervous.
She growled then froze, "world…WORLD? I'd like to think that was just an expression but I know how anal you are about words, Richard"
He tried to swallow but her forearm dug painfully into his windpipe, "There might be a couple premiers in London, Paris, Tokyo, and a couple other major cities." He rasped.
She backed away, stunned and he gathered much need air into his lungs.
"Do you have any idea what this is going to do to me? My career? My image at the precinct?" She screeched.
"But it's not you!" he protested.
"That's the thing isn't it, Castle? She looks just like me. Everything you write is based off me, you've said so a thousand times to people you've barely met to interviewers in magazines and television. You've referred to me as you muse no matter how many times I've threatened you with bodily harm and I was attacked by a psycho who refused to acknowledge that my name was not Nikki Heat. As much as I deny it, to other people I am her and she is me" Beckett babbled in an angry rush.
"But-"
"It wasn't so bad when it was books, Castle. Half the guys in the precinct are illiterate unless it comes to magazines with pretty girls in it. Sure a few of them got their interest piqued but they got bored the minute they saw it was over twenty pages but a movie? There is not one person in the precinct that's going to miss seeing that movie, not one."
"You said-"
"I know what I said, Castle. And I really didn't mind, it was actually kind of flattering and fascinating but this…" she said waving the poster with snapping force, "This is not what I had in mind." She dropped the poster in disgust and rubbed her face tiredly as she sat down in his chair.
"And yet you should have expected it." She muttered darkly to herself.
Castle picked up the abused poster and stared at it, he'd been too embarrassed when he'd first unrolled it to really look at it.
She was right…she usually was. But, he'd already known that it looked like her because he'd yelped when he'd opened it then quickly rolled it back up.
"Nikki Heat" stared up at him posed seductively from the waist up and apparently nude not counting her badge and holstered gun. He say's apparently nude because shadows cover all the important appropriate…inappropriate… parts. Who's to say she's not wearing a short tank top and low rider jeans…wishful thinking, he knows. Her face is shadowed as well and either they found an amazing stand in for Beckett or they superimposed her face…he wouldn't doubt it.
The nose is just the right shape and the lips are just the right shade and only the hair is off by a few shades but the long style is just right and you can't see her eyes so it's not like they can accuse anyone of anything. He knows why she's so upset and so is he but now probably wouldn't be the best time to mention that there are other posters in his email box that are just as provocative…more so do to the fact that other countries are more…lenient in their measurements of provocative…art forms.
The poster is yanked from his grasp and crushed violently between angry hands and he winces. He rubs his sore neck and knows it could have been worse; she could have found the letter from Gina chewing him out for missing his deadline for the next chapter. Gina, stating specific intimate details of doing something in particular with the "slutty 'Nikki Heat' of his dreams" to "get it out of his system" and "stop following around (his) wet dream and focus on meeting the deadlines", had been very…explicit and generally graphic in her statements.
Beckett storms from his study and Castle is snapped from his thoughts glad to be away from a potentially dangerous room. He was really regretting taking her to his house but he knows she probably would have refused to let him into her private domain plus his house had seemed so much more fun and relaxed at the time.
Beckett stuffed the crumpled poster in her bag muttering about taking it home and burning it. She whirled towards Castle's hovering form and glared, crossing her arms.
"I'm bored."
Castle raised an eyebrow.
"Entertain me."
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Giggle. What will he think of to keep her occupied…hopefully not hide and seek _
So ya'll didn't review fast enough last time so I didn't cough up the chapter sooner you rectify that and…we'll see what kind of mood I'm in….
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