Part Two
Disclaimer: Castle isn't mine.
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She merely looked at him without saying anything. He looked at her and turned away in feigned shame but she held her gaze on him a little while longer.
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"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing, I'm just…thinking," she quickly turned away from him and looked out of her respective window.
"Thinking about how you managed to score such a ruggedly handsome mystery novelist?"
"No. I was thinking… Never mind,"
"Come on, you know you can tell me," he pushed
"Yeah I know. I know I can tell you anything because…" she trailed off and picked up his hand, holding it gently in hers, "because with you next to me there's no darkness I can't overcome. I know I'm not alone in anything but…"
"But what?" he asked quietly.
"But sometimes, I need to think on my own. I don't want to be co-dependent Castle. I've been on my own for most of my life and I am sorry, believe me, I am but I'm just used to it being that way," she shrugged.
"What are trying to say?" he dropped her hand and looked straight ahead at the road.
"You're getting the wrong idea now. This is why we should just drop it," she half-pleaded.
"Drop it? Why drop it? That's what you were thinking isn't it?" he asked calmly yet somehow aggressively at the same time.
"No! How could you say that? You're trying to make it seem like I want you to leave,"
'I don't want to leave. I'll never leave," he said gently.
When Beckett didn't say anything, Castle slowed down and pulled the car over to the side of the road. He roughly pulled the key out of the ignition.
"What? Do you have doubts or something?" he asked with his eyebrows raised.
"I never said that. I never said anything! Why are you trying to make out to be the-the perpetrator-"
'"The perpetrator? Really Kate?" he was trying to hold back laughter.
"Shut up Castle," she looked out the window so he wouldn't see her laugh, "you interrupted my-"
"I love you, Kate. You know that right?"
She paused before saying anything more, "I really need to hear that once in a while."
"Once in a while? I need to-" before he could say anything more, Beckett' phone rang. She hesitated before pressing the decline button on the caller.
Ok. I need to get some things off my chest," she stated.
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After Beckett had finished her small rant on how Castle wasn't making any sense because he was only assuming things, she started confessing.
"I'm grateful to have you by my side," she put her hand on his knee, without realising. He looked down at her hand, trying to soak in everything she'd said so far.
"Yeah, me too," he replied.
"I know it isn't easy loving me,"
"Are you kidding?" he asked.
"Let me finish," she said quickly, as though she was prepared for what he was going to say.
'Kate, let me say something," he pleaded.
She paused before nodding at him, approving his request.
"Every time I see your face, my heart smiles and no it is not easy. It isn't easy hearing you say the things you're saying to me right now," he looked at her and waited for a reaction.
"So there isn't any truth in anything I've said so far at all?" she asked, with doubt lacing her tone.
"I'll never leave," he said.
"I appreciate the dedication from you to me. I really do appreciate you being there for me through my mother's case over the years. Even from the start," Beckett reluctantly admitted.
"From the start…?" he repeated.
'Your words helped me through everything before I'd even met you Castle,"
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A/N: I feel like I've taken some sort of risk with the events of this chapter and I'd really appreciate it if you guys could let me know what you thought of it. Are the characters totally OOC? Was this chapter totally stupid, did you hate it?