Disclaimer: The wording is mine but the characters aren't

A.N, Sorry this one is a little short, but the next ones are pretty long and I didn't know where to break them. The next chapter should make up for it, I hope.

Also thanks to the people who have been leaving reviews. I really appreciate it.

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Slowly he scooted the chair closer to the table but stopped when her knees hit the bottom of her desk. She obligingly reached for the chair adjustment, hyperaware of the way he felt under her as she leaned to the side.

"No!" he said in a strangled voice, but she had already lifted the tab.

Under their double weight the chair came down with a sudden jolt and she felt the air rush out of him. At the sound she looked around and couldn't help but laugh at his face.

She turned back, still grinning and was able to reach the keyboard easily with Castle's arm resting on the armrest at her side. She started back at her checking, in as good a mood as she was before this had all started.

OOOOOOOOO

She was able to work without giving much thought to their situation. It might have been as Laney said. They were very close partners, so when they were at work everything seemed to somehow work out. He was so aware of her routines that when she paused or began to lean he would almost absentmindedly open the draw she was going to reach for. He even picked up her phone and passed it to her. Likewise she was aware of how fast he was going through the files and every few minutes or so would hand him a few more in between searches on her computer. She also directly felt when his legs started to ache from the way he would attempt to shift slightly in the seat. Feeling him shift against her was more than a little distracting. Damn Lanie. In those moments it took all she had not to shudder. There was a reason they never touched. They both knew how it would feel. And the closer they got, the more they realised they didn't have the control necessary if they actually crossed that line. And now here she was camped out in his lap, practically holding hands.

There was no way she was going to let Castle know how much his touch affected her. So as she felt him begin to shift under her, that was usually when she innocently decided to go and check on Esposito and Ryan or get a cup of coffee.

"Beckett？"

She just hummed and didn't look away from the monitor.

"Beckett!"

"What?"

He didn't really want to interrupt her but this was kind of urgent. She looked over her shoulder at him in exasperation. She hadn't raised her voice too much so he knew she wasn't too frustrated that he had broken whatever train of thought she had, but the tone of voice must have conveyed it because the boys looked up from their desks with interest.

Oh great. As if he needed any more of an audience.

When he hesitated she did start to get frustrated.

"What, Castle?"

"Uh, I need to tell you something."

"Okay then, spit it out."

"In private?" He hedged.

At this she fully craned her neck to see him.

His discomfort must have shown on his face because she sighed and stood.

"Alright Castle," she started as they walked into the break room. "What is it?"

He glanced between her and the open door.

"Oh come on," she said, catching his eye movements. "It can't be that much of a secret."

He flushed and shook his head.

"Really?" she mumbled. "Just spit it out already."

"I, uh…"

"You what? Come on, Castle"

"Ineedtousethebathroom."

She just stared at him. He prayed that she had enough experience making out mumbles in interrogation that he wouldn't have to repeat himself.

When her blush began to match his own, he knew that she had understood him.

"Oh," she floundered. "Uh…"

If he wasn't so uncomfortable right now he would love how flustered she was. Her blush was adorable.

But at that second his bladder had about 80% of his attention.

"Please, Beckett."

When was the last time I actually had to ask for permission to use the bathroom? He wondered suddenly, trying not to dance on the spot. She had been sitting on him for hours now and they had all those cups of coffee. Extra weight on a full bladder equals desperate need.

They came to a halt outside the bathrooms where they divided into the male and female. He automatically went for the males and the sudden yank on the cuffs surprised him.

"Ouch!" Those cuffs can really cut in.

"Where are you going?" She hissed quietly.

"I told you need to…"

"I know that!"

"Then what's the…Oh."

"There is no way I am going in there." She gestured wildly at the door to the men's.

"How is me going in there," he gestured with a jerk of his chin, "any better?"

"The women's have stalls."

At that moment one of the other officers came out of the males. Castle took one look at him and started for the opposite door. He was worried about Beckett possibly seeing his hardware. Damn if he was going to let her see any one else's. Knowing some of the officers, they would come in here and stand right next to them hoping that she would look and be impressed. She may have a reputation for being scary and bad-ass, but damn if she wasn't lusted after by far too many men in the building.

Oh wow he was going to have to relieve himself while practically holding hands with Kate frickin' Beckett.

Okay, must think about something else.