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Hour 64

Once I'm done hanging his shirts to allow them to dry a bit more before we iron them, I go back to the kitchen, looking for him. "Hey. What are you doing? I thought you were going to put the groceries away."

"And I did. I just left outside the things we'll be using right away… The pizza dough gets better if allowed to rest, so I figured I could work on that while you took care of making the macaroni and cheese we brought for lunch."

"Sounds good. And after that, we'll take care of the shirts."

"Yeah. About that. We don't really need to do that today…"

"If they were my shirts, would you help me iron them."

"Yeah, of course. You know I would Kate…"

"Then issue resolved. Castle, I love you as much as you seem to love me, so you'd better get used to this being a two way relationship. I know it hasn't always been like that, I mean, after all, I do owe you like about a hundred coffees, but I'm working on it. And not because I have to, not because it's what I'm expected to do but because I want to do so. So please, get that engraved in that thick mind of yours. There's nothing you'd done for me that I wouldn't do for you. And there's nothing you've pictured us doing that I haven't dreamed of myself. You're not the only one who's envisioned us together. Always Rick."

"Even in bed detective?"

"What?"

"I've thought about a lot of things you and I could do in a bed. Have you thought about them too?"

"Trust me Castle. If you thought about it, I've dreamed about it. I've been wanting to get you on a bed for the past four years. I thought about pretty much every scenario you can think about. Tender, passionate, angry, make up, missionary, doggy, with cuffs, blind folded, with lace, without it, slow, fast, loud, muffled, in the shower, on the couch, on the floor, at the stairs, in my car, in your car, at the beach, at the precinct, in the middle of nowhere, in LA, after a fancy party, after a night out at the Old Haunt, before you going to a meeting, after rescuing you from one, and the list goes on and on. You name it, I've pictured."

"Argh! Beckett! So not fair! You can't do that to me! I mean, not that I haven't thought about all those scenarios too, but to hear you mention them and not being able to act on them? That's just too much…"

"Don't worry Castle. We're only a few hours away from the last first night of our lives…"

"I love it when you talk about us taking for granted that we'll make it." Simultaneously, we make the unspoken decision to lean closer to one another, until we can wrap ourselves in a hug. A tight one. I'm amazed by the ability we have for turning from slightly (or fully) aroused to needing the comforting feeling of a simple touch. All those amazing feelings talking about scenarios had arisen are suddenly the farthest thing on my mind.

"The thing is Rick, if we don't make it, I won't make it at all. I've told you before, I'm a one and done kind of girl and you're my one in six billion…"

"Ha! You just quoted Mulder to me! Though it used to be only five. So cool, I feel even more important knowing that even when there's six billion people out there, we've been blessed enough to have found each other…"

"I know what you mean, I feel the same way." Uhm. This feels so nice. Holding him, being held by him, is my new favorite place in the world. Wherever his arms are, that's where I want to be. The fact that his shirtless is an amazing bonus. "I'm not sure the Hamptons is going to work…"

"What? Why not? We have to go! Alexis would rip our heads off if we don't show up!"

"Relax Rick! I just meant that this feels so nice, being in your arms, with my head to your chest is just so compelling, that I can't picture myself not being draped around you every time we're in the same room. And knowing you, you're going to be shirtless for the most part of the next few weeks. And I doubt Alexis would appreciate having me all over her father as some kind of groupie…"

"Well, for what is worth, I wouldn't mind having you all wrapped around my like some sort of groupie. As long as you're the unbalanced fan, I'm more than willing to let you get all around me. "

"I'm still pretty sure Alexis wouldn't appreciate it..."

"Yeah, you're right...I guess that just means will need to take advantage of today to get the edge of the need off, if that's at all possible..."

"I'm pretty sure it won't be enough, but we can try right?"

"Won't hear me complaining..." No more words needed, we stay like that for a while, until my hands get restless. "Kate, don't get me wrong but that thing you're doing with tour hands?"

"What about it Castle?"

"So not good for keeping me in check, so you better stop doing it!"

"Spoil sports!"

"Tease!'

"Sure, fine, whatever!"

We reluctantly part our ways and I turn around so I can start forming the pizza dough ready. Beckett in the other hand takes a few moments to compose herself. I stop myself from teasing her, but I can't really stop the grin from forming.

"Oh don't be so smug Castle, it's not flattening!"

"Oh but seeing your need to take a breather is!" She humps louder than needed but doesn't admonishes me again.

"What pan should I use for the macs?"

"Uhm, pick whichever one makes you comfortable...we don't need that much sauce so there's no need to save any. And we can always wash it..."

"Ok."

We remind silent for a while, each lost in thought. It's a comfortable silence and I can't avoid the rush of happiness that goes through me. Feeling so content with each other, simply sharing such a domestic chore as cooking makes me the happiest man in the world.