Chapter 31

Ok guys, so this one is a bit shorter, but we are nearing the end, probably only another chapter or two. Thank you so much for the amazing reviews. I am really going to miss this story when it is done, but who knows, maybe that just means that I'll have to start another one. :) let me know wheat you guys think of our little journey! :)

He sat there for a moment, pondering over how to break this to her. It was all so confusing, she would never believe him, no matter how much she trusted him. He decided to take a bit of a risk, and prayed he wouldn't regret it later.

He stood up and reached for her hand. "Come on."

"What? Castle, where are we going? Tell me what the hell is going on!"

"I will, I promise. It's just so hard to explain, I think it will be easier if I show you."

"Show me what, Castle?"

"You said you trusted me. Please, just come with me."

"Fine, but I expect some answers, Castle."

"You will, I promise, just let's go."

She grabbed her jacket and followed him out the door. When they reached the car, she headed to the driver's side. "Key's, Castle." She said, reaching out her hand.

"Sorry, I need to drive this time. You'll understand why in a minute, I promise."

She rolled her eyes and climbed into the passenger side. If this was one of his childish games, heaven help her, she would throttle him.

"Now, I'm just going to take us for a drive around town, take a look at a few things, maybe grab a bite to eat. Sound ok?"

"Fine, let's just go, ok?"

He started the car and headed out of the lot. Kate noticed a lot of people bustling about, many dressed in strange outfits or carrying different equipment. She noticed as they drove, that it appeared as if all the sudden, New York ended and a bunch of unfamiliar looking buildings began.

"Castle, where the hell are we?" She asked, just as they pulled up to the studio gate. The man inside waved as they pulled out onto the street.

"We've been staying at an apartment on a tv studio lot that is set up to look like New York."

"What the hell, Castle! Why?"

"We figured keeping surroundings that felt familiar to your mind would be the best thing for you, at least until you were able to handle it."

She sat staring out the window as rows of palm trees flashed by. It was warm too. Much too warm for February.

"So, where the hell are we then?"

"We're in LA."

"LA? Like Los Angeles, LA?"

"That's the one."

"What are we doing in LA?"

"We live and work here."

"More like live and die here! God, it's hot! If we're in LA, why the hell do I have a closet full of jackets?" She said as she stripped off her coat and rolled down her window.

"They were appropriate if you were living in New York. Makes it more realistic if the clothes are right."

"Great, so why are we living and working in LA? I don't remember being here since..." She trailed off.

He glanced over at her. He knew what she was thinking, she hadn't been out here since Royce's case. Damn these writers hadn't made this easy.

He pulled up in front of a cafe, the sun was starting to set, and he was getting hungry.

"Look, let's grab something to eat, and I'll try to explain, just promise me you'll stay calm."

She gave him her Beckett glare, but nodded in agreement as she stepped out of the car. They decided since it was such a nice evening, that they would sit at an outside table and enjoy the sunset while they ate.

"Ok, Castle, spill it. What the hell is going on."