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[Chapter 4]

"I can not believe you did that!" Rick yelped, his voice full of shock and astonishment.

Kate went scarlet, ducking her head as she waited in line for the cash register. After Rick had made such a mess taking his little joy ride earlier, she decided to have one of her own even though she blatantly told him not to do it because it was dangerous. Luckily, she didn't get caught or break anything.

"Can we please not talk about it?" She hissed, taking a step forward in line.

"But you were flying!" He shrieked, doing a waving motion with his hand. "It was incredible!"

Kate cocked her head over her shoulder, giving Rick daggers. "Castle, shut up!"

He shut up immediately, making a zipping motion on his lips with his fingers. But he couldn't contain the huge grin that tugged at the corners of his mouth. He made a fist and bit on it, trying to keep himself from bursting of joy. She had really been hauling down the isles, easily maneuvering the cart around people and other obstacles.

Kate stepped forward and began to take all of the items out of the shopping cart, placing them on the conveyor belt. She glanced over at the writer, he was in the process of drooling over all the snacks and goodies that occupied the stands by the cashiers. Her hell on wheels stunt momentarily forgotten. "You gonna help or what?" She mused.

Rick looked up at her, then back at the candy, and then back to her. He pointed at a large chocolate bar, "Can I have this?"

Kate raised an eyebrow at him. Was he seriously asking for her permission to buy a candy bar? He stuck out his lip and pouted. Guess he was.

"Uh, sure?" Was her reply.

He grinned, snatching the candy bar off the rack and setting it down with the other items they were getting. He gave her a toothy grin, "Thank you."

Kate laughed, tucking a loose tendril behind her ear. "It's just a chocolate bar, nothing that I can't handle."

The cashier quickly scanned all of Kate's things, carelessly tossing them into bags. It was a young teenage boy with quite the attitude; he really seemed like he'd rather be anywhere else but here. The kid clicked a button and let out a bored sigh, "That'll be thirty-seven, twenty-one."

Kate took out her wallet and handed him a credit card, which he rapidly swiped and handed right back without a second look. Rick slipped over to the bags and began to place them into the cart. The teenager set down a receipt and a pen and waited impatiently. She signed the sheet of paper and gave a small smile, "Have a nice day."

The teenager ignored her, already moving onto the next customer.

"Lovely kid," Rick scoffed, pushing the cart.

"Tell me about it," she agreed as they headed out of the market to the parking lot. She put her card in her wallet, placing the wallet back in her purse.

"I don't think he was a very happy child growing up. Poor boy," Rick stated. He yanked his keys out of his pocket and clicked on the unlock button. They proceeded to put the bags in the trunk of the fire red Ferrari.

"So, where are we going to lunch?" Kate asked as she got into the passenger seat, placing her seat belt on.

Rick hopped in on his side and started the vehicle. "Oh, that's a surprise," he answered, getting his seat belt hooked in.

"You know I don't like surprises, Castle. So, just tell me where we're going."

He shook his head, eyes on the road. "No can do. It's a secret."

She narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms, thinking of all the possible places he would drag her to. She huffed out air and sat quietly in her seat; her mind was running a thousand miles a minute.

He peered over at the detective. "You're so cute when you're flustered."

Kate turned. "Where are you taking me?" She purposefully ignored his remark and went right down to it.

"I'm sorry but I can't tell you. It'll ruin it. Don't you trust me?" She raised an eyebrow, giving him an are-you-kidding-me-look. He scrunched down in his seat. Rick mumbled a, "Guess not", while his eyes went back to the crowded street ahead of them.

He maneuvered the high powered vehicle with ease. About fifteen minutes later he pulled up to their destination. Parking the Ferrari next to the curb, he turned off the engine and took out his keys. Kate looked up at a huge sign that read, The Jolly Roger, with a black flag with a skull and crossbones swinging in the breeze beside it. The whole outside of the restaurant was designed like the bow of a pirate ship.

Kate's jaw dropped as she unbuckled her seat belt. She looked over to a grinning Rick.

His eyes were wide in excitement. He bit his lip, "Well?"

"We're actually eating here?" She asked, an unsure expression finding its way upon her features. "A Pirate restaurant? Isn't this a place for little kids and their fourth birthday parties?"

"Just go with it. It'll be fun! Now, let's go!" He cheered, hastily making his way out of the Ferrari and zooming up to the sidewalk.

Kate timidly stepped out of the car and joined him on the sidewalk. Rick was bouncing on his toes, becoming rather impatient. She braced herself for the craziness that was about to happen. They walked up to the entrance only to be stopped by two swashbuckling pirates.

One was a bit taller and thinner than the other. He had a red bandanna wrapped over his head and he was missing a tooth. His shirt was a white button down that was covered by a black vest. The pirate's pants were a brown-black material with patches all over. The stout man had on a green bandanna accompanied by an eye patch over his left eye and a gold loop earring dangling from his right ear. His blue shirt was far too small for a man of his size, and so it barely covered his big belly. His pants matched his partner's.

"Ahoy, mateys," the thin pirate greeted with a wave of his plastic sword; his voice squeaky. "Do you dare venture onto The Jolly Roger? Home of the infamous pirate of the seas, Captain James Hook."

Rick was grinning from ear to ear while Kate was staring at the men like they had three heads.

The other pirate spoke up, his voice much rougher. "It be a dangerous journey ye be takin' should ye accept. Are ye willin' to join our crew?" He poked the writer gently in the stomach with his sword.

Rick nodded, acting like that nine year old in a sugar rush. He glanced over to Kate with a smile, he was way too excited about this.

The bigger pirate moved closer to Kate. "What about you, darlin'? Are you willin' to climb aboard The Jolly Roger?" His breath reeked, Kate gagged a bit as she took a step back.

She sighed, there was no way she was getting out of this one. "Yes," she forced out.

The two pirates cheered and with a tilt of their swords toward the entrance, they said simultaneously, "Welcome aboard."

Rick walked in with a bounce in his step. As soon as they passed through the large wooden doors they stopped in their tracks. The entire restaurant was a madhouse. The two stood higher up on a platform, or rather, an upper deck. Children were screaming and running around below while their stressed and worn out parents chased after them. The smell of sweaty children and food hung in the air.

"This is so cool," Rick mumbled to himself as he leaned against a railing near a staircase that led downstairs.

Kate chuckled at him, she couldn't help it. As annoyed as she was being at this cheesy restaurant, she was happy to be here with her partner. And who knows? Maybe this place could actually be...fun.

A young woman with curly blonde hair came over to them. Her attire was simple; a large black tricorn hat sat on top of her head with a massive white feather sticking out. She wore a white silk shirt with puffy sleeves and a small black vest that hugged her middle. A black skirt fell just below her knees, ending at the top her tall boots.

"Welcome aboard The Jolly Roger," she greeted in a soft tone. "How many?"

Kate answered, "Two, please."

The young woman smiled, grabbing two menus. "Right this way. And watch your step."

The three headed down the stairs and arrived on the main level. Tables and booths were scattered to the left of the area. And an arcade with various games sat on the right. Kate looked up to see a fish net hanging above the venue; starfish and other sea creatures were tangled in it. She rolled her eyes at the cheesiness of this place. It was definitely intended for little kids. (And one ruggedly handsome writer.)

Kate dodged children as they ran past, a few of them had paper pirate hats on and balloon shaped to look like swords. They were chasing each other calling out pirate lingo, "Arrg, matey" and "Give me your booty". She grinned as she watched them play.

The blonde woman led them to a booth made for two and it, of course, was right next to the arcade. Rick took a seat and Kate sat opposite him. There were two paper pirate hats laying on the table for them. Rick immediately took one, unfolded it, and placed it proudly on top of his head.

The young woman stifled a laugh and passed them the menus. "Your waiter will be Jack, he'll be along shortly. I hope you folks enjoy your ride on The Jolly Roger." And with that she was gone, leaving them alone.

Rick folded his hands and rested them on the table, which was shaped like a steering wheel found on a ship. Kate looked at him. "What?" She asked seeing his expression.

He nodded to the other hat. "Aren't you gonna put it on?"

"Why should I?"

He gasped. "Because it's part of the experience! Come on, Beckett! For me. Please..."

"No, Castle."

He gave her his best puppy dog look. "Don't make me beg."

"I'd like to see that actually," she remarked with a smirk.

"Beckett," he whined, his tone pleading. "Pretty please with a cherry on top."

She sighed and wordlessly grabbed the hat, placing it on top of her head with a huff. "Happy?"

He lit up. "Very."

Kate tore her gaze away from him and to the rambunctious children running a muck. The entire staff had the appearance of pirates, some stranger than others. One even had a wooden leg and a stuffed parrot perched on a shoulder.

A few minutes later, a teenage boy appeared. His attire was rather humorous. He was a spitting image of Captain Jack Sparrow from the Pirates of the Caribbean movies. He had the little beard and everything.

He placed coasters on the table. "Name's Jack, I'll be your waiter for today. Can I start you folks off with some drinks?" His voice was nothing like Johnny Depp's but his costume definitely made up for it.

Kate picked up the menu that looked like a lame version of a treasure map and found the area with all of the beverages. Rick was doing the same. He spoke up first. "I'll have the Captain's Ale. That's a soft drink, right?"

"Yes, it is," Jack smiled and wrote Rick's order down and turned to Kate. "And for you?"

"Uh, I'll just have a water. Thanks."

Jack wrote it all down. "Now, are you guys ready to order? Or would you like a few minutes to decide?"

"Can you give us a few minutes?" Kate asked nicely, a small grin tugging on her lips.

Jack smiled. "Not a problem," he placed his hands behind his back, clasping them together. "I'll be back. Take your time." And he left the duo so they could make their choices.

Rick stared at the waiter as he left and then whipped around to Kate. "Jack Sparrow is our waiter! That's so cool!" He exclaimed.

Kate smirked. "Isn't it Captain Jack Sparrow?"

His smile grew. "That is so hot that you know that!" She gave him a look and he shut up. Kate smiled at her power over him, it was exhilarating. "What will you be getting?" Rick questioned over his menu after some minutes of silence.

"I'm not sure." Kate looked over the different choices she had to pick from, not coming to a decision.

"I was thinking about getting either the Buccaneer Burger or the Caribbean Chicken Sandwich..."

"Which are what exactly?" She wondered, chuckling at the ridiculous food names.

Rick read the descriptions. "The Buccaneer Burger: a half pound fresh Angus beef patty with lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, and/or tomatoes." Kate listened as he went on. "The Caribbean Chicken Sandwich: a fried chicken breast with grilled pineapple, cilantro, crisp bacon and/or Monterrey jack cheese with our heat and sweet Caribbean sauce."

"Hmm," she hummed. "They both sound really good...surprisingly." A second later she brightened up, "Ooh, they have pizza!"

"Would you like to split it?" he asked, folding the menu. "Their pizzas here look huge," he indicated to a table not too far from theirs where a five year old was having a birthday party. A large pizza sat on the table.

Kate followed his finger and saw the pizza; she folded her menu closed. Kate nodded. "Sounds good," she smiled. "Can we get the margarita pizza?"

"Of course. We can get whatever your little heart desires," Rick answered.

Captain Jack Sparrow came back a minute later with their drink orders. He set them down in front of their respective owners. "You guys ready? Or do you need more time?"

Rick nodded and smiled, "We're ready, Captain." The waiter chuckled, whipping out a notepad and pen. "We're actually going to split a large margarita pizza."

"Sounds good," Jack said, taking the menus off their hands. "I'll have that pizza out for you soon. Is there anything else I can get you?"

Before Rick could say something childish and stupid, Kate beat him to it. She kicked him hard in the shin for good measure. "I think we're good. Thank you."

Jack gave a nod in understanding and walked away smiling at them. To him, Rick and Kate were such a cute couple, if only he knew that they weren't together- together.

There ya go, mateys! :)

I made up the restaurant, but I really wonder if there actually is one somewhere like The Jolly Roger. Man, that would be so freaking cool! I'd probably be all giddy and excited like Rick. Anyways, please leave a review! Until next time!

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