A/N: Hi everyone. Here's the new chapter. I have an idea coming, but I'm not sure where to go after that. So if you have any ideas, or places you want me to take this story, JUST let me know I'm pretty much open to ANYTHING atm. :)
Beckett was smiling when she came through the front door. It had been a good day, despite Castle's inappropriate bullpen behavior. He'd met her in the parking lot of the precinct, and pushed her gently against the car, before kissing her. She had been both stunned and surprised; both in a good way. She had laughed at him, and told him that she wasn't going anywhere… they had all the time in the world. And even when the words came out, they didn't scare her.
She was actually happy, even without her shoes.
The phone was ringing when she opened the door, and she rushed to retrieve it.
"Hello," she greeted.
"Well, well, well, are we getting lucky tonight or what?" It was Lanie's voice.
Beckett's smile dropped. Had Castle told EVERYONE already? TYPICAL! Hadn't even been dating 24 hours and the world knew about it!
Beckett cleared her throat. "When did you see him?"
The silence on the other end was deafening.
"See who? Kate… are you okay?" Lanie sounded worried.
"Yes," she insisted. "I'm fine. Castle told you, didn't he?" she accused wanting to kill him already.
"Castle didn't tell me anything, I haven't seen him. Listen girl, what's with you? You seriously sounded like a kid with a new Pony only a moment ago!"
Beckett thought about her answer. Flashes of the day came to mind, and she smiled again. Castle hadn't told the world, then. Wait… she thought, it's only a matter of time before he does. "It's NOT a pony. It's Castle," she told Lanie.
Lanie stewed over the comment and then replied with a loud, excited voice. "YOU AND CASTLE DID IT!"
Beckett rolled her eyes. "Don't get a head of yourself, Lanie. We went out on a date, and it went… well."
Lanie laughed. "That's good."
"Yeah," she nodded. "It was."
"He kiss ya?"
"It's castle," she replied.
"He kissed ya. So… how was it?"
"I don't kiss and tell!"
"What a crock! I want details…"
Beckett smiled to herself. If it had been Lanie on the receiving end, she would have asked for the same thing. It was only fair.
"It was… good."
"Good?"
"Better than good… it was better than…"
"The dreams you had when he was just Richard Castle, Mystery writer?"
Beckett rolled her eyes. "Nothing gets passed you."
"Hell no!"
"Lanie…"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks, for you know, pushing me to go out with Castle."
"Hey, that's what I'm here for."
Beckett nodded to herself and a few minutes later they hung up.
It was then that she noticed, Malcolm hadn't come to the door to greet her. A wave of fear washed over her as she slowly walked to the bedroom.
I can't help it! Cliff-hangers are FUN!
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