Castle blinked a few times and then shook his head.

"Me."

Beckett nodded as she kept her head down. She couldn't look at him. "I know it sounds stupid. You're not Storm, and Storm isn't real. I just needed an escape and he was it."

"It's not stupid. I write to escape. I write so that others can escape while reading my work."

"And you're really good at it."

Castle stood up from the bed. "Whoa. See, this is the reason why we need to have this conversation when you have had some rest. You aren't acting like Beckett."

Beckett stayed where she was. "No, Castle, I'm not going anywhere. Beckett is my work persona. She is hard, tough and at times a bitch. I have to be in order to deal with criminals and what they do to people. At times at work, I need to be Kate, especially when I need to talk to the victims' families and friends. Sometimes Kate comes to work, unfortunately Beckett comes home way too often. I need to be Kate right now."

Castle nodded as he sat back down. "Okay. Just so you know Beckett's pretty good but I'd like to hear from Kate."

"I know you have probably figured it out, but I am a fan of your books. Even though I enjoyed all of them, the Storm series holds a special place in my heart. With each new adventure, I got to know more and more about Storm. At first, reading about him was a nice way to pass some time on a long car ride or waiting at the doctor's."

"Not sure if I should be offended by that?"

"I can bring Beckett back."

"Shutting up," he told her.

"It wasn't until my mother died that Storm become more. I felt like everyone else had abandoned me, except him. Storm didn't care if I hadn't showered in a week. He didn't care that I hadn't eaten. Derrick Storm had a job to do, and he went and did it. I started reading him whenever I could. When you caught me reading on the toilet, well, it wasn't the first time. I would often sneak away for a break, just to finish of a chapter of a new book. Too many times I had dreams about Storm and I having an adventure together because I was reading before bed."

"I don't understand. If you liked Storm so much, why were you so against me working with you? If you had such an emotional bond to him, why not ask me a million questions about him? Why didn't you draw your gun at me when I killed off Storm?"

Beckett bit her lip, and finally looked up at him. "Trust me: I wanted to shoot you. I even cried, but I didn't see it coming. Well, not Storm being killed, but ending the series. The books just weren't as good as they once had been."

"That still doesn't explain why you didn't want me around. You didn't even know how annoying I was then."

"Do you know why I liked Storm so much?"

Castle shrugged. "Ahh, cause he's awesome?"

Beckett shook her head. "No. It's because he wasn't real. Derrick couldn't hurt me, but you can."

"I wouldn't hurt you Beckett."

Beckett scoffed. "Castle, on our first case you were signing boobs and offered to debrief me." She shook her head. "No wait, that's not right,"

"Well I did do those things,"

"I didn't want my crush on Storm to be transferred to you." Beckett shook her head . "I can't believe I admitted that to you. I am not delusional. I know you're not Storm, and he isn't you. It's not like I wanted any woman that Storm hooked up with to meet an untimely death because I wanted him to be with me. It's just that you were the person I imagined when I thought of Storm. I just didn't want to do something stupid. That sounds stupid, right?"

Castle shook his head. "No, it doesn't. In fact, it makes perfect sense. I told the kidnappers, well the guys and Lanie, that there were so many women in my life because I was trying to find the one. Do you know how hard that is when women fall for Richard Castle, and then get disappointed when they find out I'm just Rick."

"So who is Rick?"

Castle shrugged. "I was hoping you would come to the Hamptons and find out."

Beckett bit her lip. "I wasn't going away with Demming. He asked and then we got interrupted and he just assumed. Castle, I was going to say no to you because I thought the offer came from Richard Castle. Once I realised that the offer came from this mythical person called Rick, I was going to say yes. Then the Ice Bitch turned up."

Castle closed his eyes. "I'm an idiot."

Beckett shook her head. "No, I'm the idiot. I was so worried about you hurting me that I didn't realise I had the power to hurt you. I kind of understand why we were kidnapped now."

Castle laughed. "Yeah. You're not the only idiot in the room, though. I was acting a bit like Richard Castle when I asked you. Maybe if I had just been Rick."

"Maybe we should stop dwelling on the past. We can't change it."

Castle nodded. "So, where do we go from here?"

"I'd like to get to know Rick, and have a chance for Rick to get to know Kate. I want Rick to know that any feelings I have for him are for him, not Storm."

Castle smiled. "I'd like that. Don't get me wrong: I put myself in Storm, Rook and Richard Castle."

Beckett smiled and tried not to laugh.

Castle shook his head. "Oh wow. That did not sound that disgusting in my head."

"I understand," Beckett told him. "There's a part of the real you in each persona, and I'm the same. It's time to drop the personas, though. If it's okay with you, I'd still like to spend the weekend getting to know each other. Give us a chance to see if what we are feeling is worth exploring."

"Sounds good. Really good, in fact. Why don't we get some sleep, and then discuss the logistics tomorrow, okay?"

Beckett nodded. "Sleep, but not here,"

Castle held up his hands in defence. "No, I wasn't suggesting that. I want more than that."

Beckett bit her lip. "And you think that I'm the woman that can give you that."

Castle smiled. "I guess with time we will find that out."

Beckett bit her lip, nodded and slowly made her way back to the guest room. It was a strange turn of events that had just transpired. She had cried herself to sleep because she thought she had missed her chance at something real with Castle. When she had woken with a gun to her head and a photo of Castle in the same predicament life had just stopped. Thankfully neither of them had been hurt physically and in the end the kidnapping had been an attempt to stop them hurting emotionally. Ryan, Esposito and Lanie were only trying to help her out.

As Beckett slipped under the covers she started contemplating all the ways in which she was planning on killing Colorado, Zorro and Nessie.

The end.

Author Note. So umm yeah this story sooooo went in a way which I had never intended. It was meant to be all serious but ended up being alot funnier. I have already had request for revenge on the guys. I really didn't have any plans but as always if you have ideas please send them my way and ill think about it.