Ok, so I know I said to not get your hopes up for a chapter everyday, but we just got done in Nashville, and are now flying to Chicago. My nephews are passed out on the floor of the jet, and Melanie is in her bedroom (yes, there is a bedroom for every band member on our jet), doing something. And I'm too wired on coffee to sleep. So I thought I would write. To the story.

Disclaimers: Never owned Castle, probably never will.


Chapter 9

Once Espo and Ryan let go of her, Kate said, "Thanks guys. And Espo, if Castle does anything to hurt me, I'll take you up on that offer."

Espo and Ryan looked at her and spoke. Ryan said, "Congrats Kate. You know I love you like a sister."
Espo said, "I'm with Ryan on that one."

"Love you too guys." Kate said when the boys were done with their "moment", "So...wanna ride in the Porsche?" she asked them with a smile.
Espo and Ryan looked at each other before bounding forward, pulling Kate behind them. "I take it you do." she said under her breath.

"Rick, Espo and Ryan want to ride in the Porsche. And we can't leave their car here." Kate said to Rick, she made a "gimme" gesture toward Espo, trying to get the keys from him. He saw the gesture and handed Kate the keys to the Crown Vic. Once Kate caught them, she threw them to Rick and pointed toward Espo and Ryan's car.

Rick sighed and walked over to the car while Kate pulled the Porsche's keys from her coat pocket. "Let's go." was what she told the boys.
They needed no further encouragement to get in the car. Ryan took the back, while Espo took the passenger seat.

They made it back to the precinct in record time. Kate and the boys walked into the precinct. Kate was calm, but they boys were another story.

They made it to their desks when Gates came out of her office and said, "Beckett. A word." Kate got up from her desk and walked into Gates' office.
"Sir." Kate said.

Gates looked at Kate and said, "Why the hell are you driving a Porsche?"

Kate swallowed and her face went expressionless. "I can explain."
Gates eyed her and said, "You're damn right you can explain."


That's all for now. I got kinda tired writing this. We have about 3 hours before we get to Chicago. Might as well sleep while I can.
I'll see if I get anymore done tomorrow.