Wow, you guys are coming up with some pretty crazy ideas yourselves. If I don't use your idea, you might want to write your own version. There a lot of ways this story could have gone that I never even thought of. And some I thought of but discarded because I want the story to have a light, fluffy tone rather than an angsty, emotionally charged tone. I find that when the episodes are less fluffy, I need to read and write more fluff. And when there's been a fluffy episode, I write still more fluff. LOL I leave the angsty stories to those with the gift for writing that kind of thing.

Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own it.

Was Castle EVER going to go into his den to get some writing done? Not that Kate minded the way the man had set her on his lap and was absently stroking her fur while watching The Empire Strikes Back for what she guessed would be the thousandth time. But she needed to let him know what was going on so he could help her figure out a way to get her back to normal. If for no other reason than the fact that her incessant purring was getting on her nerves. Any time Castle was within a foot of her she started purring. And any time she felt his touch, whether it was an accidental brush against his leg or his hand on her head, the purring doubled in volume.

But it was while watching the movie that things started to get really embarrassing.

Kate's ears perked up when Han Solo, once again, started teasing Princess Leia about her feelings for him. She was glad that Castle didn't do that to her. Well, not much, anyway. Although a lot of that could be because he didn't know how strong her feelings were for him. Strong enough that she had broken up with Josh because she felt it wasn't fair to him to keep stringing him along in a relationship she knew wasn't really going to go any further. She wouldn't go so far as to say she broke up with the doctor for Castle because she didn't know what was going to happen with him. Truthfully, she would have broken up with him soon, regardless. She had yet to have a relationship last more than a year, which was one of the many reasons that she was in no hurry to jump into things with Castle. She would rather remain friends and work partners for the rest of her life than to have everything only to have it all blow up in her face a year later.

"Meow."

Oops, she hadn't meant to do that. To her, the sound gave away her feelings of distress. It must have sounded that way to Castle, too, because he picked her up from his lap and settled her against his chest, resting his chin lightly on her head.

Unable to control the urge, Kate lifted her head to lick his chin. At the same time, Castle bent his head to kiss her on top of the head. Which meant that instead of 'kissing' him on the chin, she kissed him on the lips.

Horrified at what she had done, even if it was an accident, Kate jerked away from him, hitting the edge of the couch before doing an unexpected flip onto the floor.

Enough was enough.

As soon as her feet touched the ground Kate took off in the direction of Castle's den. Once she reached the closed door, Kate started an insistent series of meows.

"Your litter box isn't in there," Castle told her as he crossed the room, probably to pick her up to show her where the box had been placed.

Kate hadn't thought of that. She would be expected to use a litter box if she wasn't changed back into a human. And fast. Because Kate suddenly realized that she was feeling the effects of the Grande skim latte she had grabbed on her way home from the 12th. Castle had spent the day with Alexis and her workday had been too busy to do more than grab a quick cup in the break-room at the precinct.

Castle had barely gotten his hands around her when Kate wiggled out of his grasp and started clawing at the door, her meows increasing in volume.

"You crazy cat," Castle's tone was affectionate exasperation rather than any real anger.

Any worry that Castle would hurt her long gone-if she had been in her human form she would have rolled her eyes at how worried she had been; after all, it was Castle-Kate ignored him and continued to urgently scratch at the door.

"I guess you'll have to see it to believe it," Castle said with a shake of his head.

Once he had opened the door Kate headed straight for his desk, jumping first onto his chair and then on to his desk, standing by his laptop before Castle had opened the door enough to get in the room himself.

Kate would have groaned if she could when she realized that his laptop wasn't on. She tapped the 'C' and 'A' keys before Castle reached her side and pushed her off the desk. As soon as she landed Kate jumped back up on the chair and back onto the desk, barely having enough time to touch her front paws on the edge of the keyboard before he pushed her off again. The next time she tried he pushed her off before she had fully landed on the chair. On and on it went. Kate finally stopped when she realized she had to use the bathroom, litter box, something, before she totally humiliated herself.

Remembering that from the time that she had stayed at the loft after her apartment blew up that there was a bathroom right next to the guest room Kate hurried out of the den, across the living room and up the stairs.

Grateful that the door was open Kate rushed over and jumped onto the toilet. She walked around the seat a couple times, trying to figure out how it was going to work, wishing she had paid more attention to the YouTube videos Castle had shown her a few weeks ago of funny cat videos, one which had been of a cat using a toilet rather than a litter box.

Finally she couldn't wait any more and Kate stood as close as she could to the inner edge of the toilet seat, hoping she wouldn't make too much of a mess.

Proud that she was actually able to pull it off Kate leaned forward and raised her front left paw to flush. Except she leaned too far. She was able to push down the handle, causing the toilet to flush. But inertia kept her paw rushing forward towards the swirling water and the rest of her with it. After an endless moment of all four of her paws touching nothing but air, Kate fell into the bowl with a splash.