Here's the getting up/airport chapter.

Thank you for the reviews, follows and favourites. This started as a 3 chapter story and I think there's going to be 14 or 15 in total. There's at least one holiday chapter. This has been done quite quickly so sorry for the mistakes.

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Disclaimer: I'd like to think my legs were as nice as Stana's but they're too muscular and I've got unsightly scars from stitches as a result of playing contact sports. Surgery scars are going to make it worse.

Chapter 10: Up, Up and Away

Kate is awakened by her phone alarm but this time it isn't to getting her up so she can get ready for work, no this time it is so they can get up to go to the airport. She leans over to turn it off and sits up rubbing her eyes. Yes she's tired but they need to get up, she leans over to her husband tapping him on the chest and says to him "Rick, babe, wake up."

"Hmm"

"Wake up, Rick. We're going to the airport." He responds only with a grunt "CASTLE!"

"Huh, what?"

"C'mon Rick, it is time to get up. The car will be here in an hour and we've still got to get your stuff in a bag."

"Yep, I'm getting up."

"Okay, I'm going in the shower."

"Nice." She's a bit confused, usually he'd be up and following her in the shower, saving the environment of course. She goes to their en suite anyway, by the time she is out of earshot he murmurs "five more minutes."

So when she comes out just under ten minutes later and finds him still in bed, snoring, she's not impressed. She wants this holiday and she's going even if he is going to the airport in his pyjamas. Before she steps into the bedroom she goes back into the bathroom and fills a glass with water, cold water. She walks back out rounding his side of the bed and throws the glass of water into his face. That'll teach him. He springs bolt upright, "What was that for?"

"Not getting up."

"I much prefer it when you tap my chest."

"I tried the nice option."

"I'd prefer you to bite my ear, less mood killing."

"There is no mood, now get your sorry arse in the shower and be quick. I'll find you a case."

"We could shower together."

"I'm showered, hair dried and nearly dressed you idiot."

"Oh."

"MOVE!"

"I'm going, I'm going."

"Thank you."

Once her husband is finally in the shower she sets to work, finishing getting dressed then grabs a suitcase from the walk-in closet and puts the pile of clothes she prepared yesterday into it, grabs a few other things too. She goes into the bathroom and brushes her teeth, just as she's finishing her husband steps out of the shower so she wets his brush, sticks some toothpaste on it then practically shoves it in his mouth. His face shows a look of astonishment, it's not often she's this way. "Just get on with it." She grabs the rest of the toiletries that she had lined up yesterday so she could just pick them up when they were finished with and then put them in a bag to pop on the top of her case. She's on a roll, jogging out to get Rick's clothes ready for him to put on. There, done, finished. Passports and tickets are in her handbag, she treble checked it yesterday. Coffee, coffee next that's it. As she turns to leave the bedroom he appears, "Your clothes are on the bed, shoes on the floor. Put your toothbrush in the toiletries bag."

"Yes Mother." He says sarcastically and in return she gives him a look which he knows immediately to just get dressed, no more funny business.

She goes to make coffee, she deserves it. The car isn't going to be here for a while; she'll try doing the heart, it doesn't always work but worth a shot. So when she manages it she's is quite impressed. While the drinks cool, she goes to grab the cases and the bags to place them by the door.

"You know I could have carried my own case."

"Yeh, I know." She walks back over to the breakfast bar followed by her husband and she sits down on the seat and passes him his drink. He looks down at his drink and sees the heart, suddenly feeling even more guilty about how little he's contributed.

"I'm sorry Kate, you've done all this and I couldn't even get out of bed when you asked."

"Don't worry about it; you've done enough for me in the past. You're not a morning person, I am. Play to our strengths."

"What time is the car getting her again?"

"Twenty past so we've got a while yet."

"You know we still didn't finish the crossword."

"You think we can finish it?"

"No, but we can try."

So for the next twenty minutes they sat drinking their coffee and making progress on the crossword.

"Right, it is quarter past so I think we should make our way down." She gets up and walks towards the door closely followed by Rick.

"Sounds good, oh I'm so excited." He says gleefully.

"I'm glad. We need this, time to ourselves and a getaway."

"Hmm, yeh that sounds good." He goes in for a kiss and as they break apart the two are grinning like idiots.

"We could stand here for hours doing this but we'd better go."

They exited the loft and locked the door then both strode hand in hand down to the lift at the end of the hall. They waited in the lobby for only a few minutes until the car arrived to take them to the airport. The driver took their bags as they slid into to the backseat.

At the early hours on a Sunday morning there was virtually no traffic on the road and were at the airport in no time. As they exited the car, Castle tipped his driver and bid him good day.

They wheeled their cases into the airport; she had already found where they had to check in at and had started to set off but turned to see Rick still trying to locate a board to look at so she turned reached to grab his hand and tugged him along. There was a small queue at the check-in desk so they got in line and stood their suitcases up. She went into her handbag to get the passports and tickets then passing them to Rick. "Here hold these." She dug further into her bag to find the envelope containing the Euros. She put some in her purse, then went into Rick's pocket and grabbed his wallet to place some in there too putting the remaining dollars in front of the divider and the Euros in the back. She put the envelope back into her bag and placed his wallet back in his pocket. She looked up to grab the passports from him again and caught his eye "What?"

"Nothing."

"You need to be organised. I'm just doing it for you."

"I can do it myself you know."

They were then interrupted by someone behind them "She always wear the trousers?" They both turned around to face the rude man

"No." Rick responded.

"If she was my wife she'd know her place."

"Well she's not your wife and she knows her place and it isn't below me. We're equals."

"So that's why you've just stood here and she's bossing you about."

"No, I'm not bossing him about. He's just not a morning person."

"Right, so now you're defending him."

"Listen Sir, I suggest you keep your thoughts to yourself or I'll have you arrested."

"Oh yeh, by whom? Sugar daddy here and a 'know it all' woman."

"That would be Captain Beckett to you."

"Captain?" The man said nervously.

A patrolling security guard approached them having noticed a vocal argument "Excuse me, Mam, is there a problem here?"

"No, we were just telling this gentleman that he was in the wrong queue."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Sir, I was mistaken and this couple were pointing me in the right direction."

"Ok well move along if you please." The man walked briskly away deciding it was beneficial if he checked in at a later point while the guard walked off to continue his patrol.

"Thank you."

"No problem."

"That was hot by the way."

"Yeh, what about this then." She stood up straight and in a professional stern voice she began "This is your Captain speaking and it is an order for you to forget about that incident and enjoy your holiday, Sir."

"Now that was seriously hot." He put his arm around her waist and pulled her into his side with both of them still chuckling. They were then called by the desk clerk to check in. They swiftly made it through security and into the restaurant and shopping area. Kate noticed a café so she took Rick's hand and went to get a table. When she got there she put her bag on a seat and fished around for her purse. "Hey, sit down I'll go get it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure." She went to go and join the queue, in front of her was a family with two young children who were each perched on one of their parent's hips looking at what they wanted for breakfast. She thought of the children that she and Rick had imagined, a little girl who looked like her and a boy that looked like him. Her thoughts also went back to what her father had said yesterday, how he wanted a grandchild. She wanted to give that to him, wanted it for Rick and for herself too; wondering if that one of the next times she would be at the airport would they have a child with them? Her hand had absentmindedly drifted down to hover over her stomach but before her thoughts could wander anymore her attention was being drawn by the server who was asking her for her order. She ordered and moved over to the side while another server organised their food and drinks. She looked back to the family who were now seated at a table eating their breakfast and laughing over something one of the kids had said. She turned back to find her tray with her order ready so she went back to her husband. Taking one last glance at the family and smiling to herself knowing exactly what she wanted next in her life.

She arrived back at the table and set the food out along with the coffee. "Here is your croissant with some jam and there's a pain au chocolat too." Rick looked at his wife with a peculiar glance. "What? I thought we could get in the French mood."

"It's perfect, although there's no heart in the coffee." A classic Beckett eye roll followed. They sat eating their breakfast and drinking the coffee. They started people watching commenting on how odd people were, it had become one of their favourite activities since she had done a course on people's body language and behaviour as required by the department. However, when someone came to sit at the table next to them they looked to each other with a smile and silently agreed to stop it; for now. They downed the rest of their coffee and got another one to go. They stopped at a newsagents to get a paper and for Rick to browse the sweets aisle. "Hey we should totally get these." Holding up three bags including Maltesers, Smarties and Milkybar buttons.

"No we shouldn't. You'll be hyper and not be able to sleep nor be quiet."

"Ok so how about these?" Holding up various bags of seriously sugary sweets.

"No."

"Tough, you don't wear the trousers. We're equals. You get the paper and I'll get these." Kate could only roll her eyes at her sweet crazed man child of a husband. "Wait, where is my wallet?" She holds up his wallet that she had sneaked out of his pocket on the way in preparation for an event like this.

"Should pay more attention, Castle." If they weren't in a store that was crowded with aisles of stuff that really couldn't be knocked over there'd be no doubt that he would be chasing her trying to get it back. Instead he reached over to grab it out of her hand but she only put her arm around her back.

"Kaaaaaaattttttttteeeeeeee. Please, please can I have my wallet?"

"Maybe, are you going to be a good boy and restrain yourself from eating the whole bag at once?"

"Yes, I promise. You can even keep them in your bag." Satisfied with his answer she passed him back his wallet after he placed his items in the basket he had collected and they proceeded to the checkout. She stuck the paper under his arm and took his coffee from his hand so he could pay. As promised he put them in her handbag once they had paid along with the paper, he reclaimed his coffee as they set to their departure gate hand in hand.

They eventually reached their gate and sat down on one of the benches while they waited to be called; deciding that they may as well have a go at the crossword to occupy their time she passed her coffee over, she took the paper out of her bag and placed it in his lap. She went in search of a pen however, this was to prove a challenge.

"You must have a pen in there. You've got so much stuff in there."

"There is one, I just can't find it yet."

"Women and their bags, it is a miracle anything ever gets out once it goes in there."

"Shush if you ever want to see your sweets again." That promptly shut him up. Eventually she found a pen.

"I thought you would be going through the overnight bag next."

"Fine no sweets until after we've made the change."

"What, no! That is hours away. What do you expect me to eat until then?"

"The food they give you on the plane."

"Kate, I promise to do whatever you want for a week when we get back."

"Getting up before me and making me coffee?"

"Done. Can we start the crossword?" So for the next half an hour they sat and drank their coffee until they were called to board. He took the pen and paper while she dug into her bag to get the passports and boarding passes.

"You ready Captain?"

"Yep, how about you Investigator?"

"Definitely." They walked to the desk and went through to their seats with no problem.

For those of you who haven't heard of Corsica, it is a French island in the Mediterranean Sea.

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