A/N: OKAY… now the story gets interesting… see what you think of THIS chapter. :)

"Damn it, Castle!" Beckett snapped. He was at it again, his stupid childish, immature games carried on in the precinct. This time he had gone too far.

He stalked towards her, and she was instantly aware of her increased heart rate. He looked like he was on a mission. Instead of stopping when he reached her, he made a grab for her, slamming her gently against the wall. Beckett was aware of the people who were suddenly surrounding her. Ryan, Esposito, Lanie… even the Captain, their eyes glued to Castle and Beckett, to see her reaction.

She turned her eyes to castle, whose hand began to move towards her face, resting on her cheek, his index finger tracing the lines in her face. His eyes watched her with intensity and she felt her whole body heat up. She could barely breathe.

"Cas…" she couldn't even manage his name.

"Shhhh," he urged, a finger settling on her lips.

She closed her eyes, and a moment later, she felt the intensity of his mouth brush against hers. God, she had never been kissed this way before, she had never felt her body flush at the touch of another man. She had her attraction to Castle, sure, how could she deny that? But this was insane… she was aware that she had an audience and yet her attention was sorely focused on her co-worker. Her partner. Her… whatever the hell he was!

She felt her hand reach out to grasp him around the neck, and moved her body closer to his, eager to feel the proximity even more.

"Oh, Kate…" he moaned in obvious pleasure. "You are so-"

He didn't manage to finish his sentence…

Her eyes fluttered open, and it took a moment to realize her surroundings before she felt a flood of disappointment. Damn! The embarrassment soon followed as she realized what she had been disappointed about. Lucky for her, all that she had to watch her blush was the K-9 who slept in his basket beside the bed.

It took all her strength to get out of bed, get dressed and leave for work.

Her heart pounded excessively as she crossed the bullpen to reach her desk.

His eyes were already lingering on her, like he could read her mind. He approached the desk, the moment she flopped down in her chair. It took all her strength to bury the anxiety that seemed to surface and push through her casual tone.

"Good morning, detective."

"Castle," she said struggling to keep her voice even.

"You okay?"

Holy crap, he can see it all over my face!

"Sure," she nodded. "Don't you have work to do?"

"Not really, no… how's the K-9 beauty?"

"No longer your concern," she shot back. There was the sarcasm, but still she felt something familiar lacking in herself. Why was she so nervous? It was a dream, she'd had them many times before… okay, so certainly not in the same way.

OH, get a grip girl, you need advice.

Instantly she thought of Lanie.

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