A/N: Do any of you still remember this story? Sorry it took me so long to update. I had my final school exams and no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't find time to write. But now I promised I will finish this story. The next couple of seasons will be broken into 2 or 3 chapters as they become too long to be a chapter on its own. Hope you like it and don't forget to leave a review xx

Summary: 5th May 2014. 1883 days since they met. Neither of them ever thought it would end this way.

Chapter Two - The Tension – Part One

For a total of 143 days we did not speak. No communication what so ever. I'd like to say that was the only summer we did not speak, but I would have no such luck.

1687 days ago I returned to the precinct for the press to conduct interviews in regards to my latest novel Heat Wave. I tagged along to the crime scene as part of the interview but soon found myself caught up in a body snatch. This was my only chance to hope that she would take me back. Working side by side, with my irresistible charm, I knew she couldn't resist.

1685 days ago I apologised. If we were never going to work together again she needed to know that I was truly sorry for what I had done. I left my chair, for what I though was the last time. But I was stopped when she called out my name. And she said 'See you tomorrow.' I knew it that moment that she secretly liked having me around.

1680 days ago it was a full moon. And that meant it was time to bring out the popcorn. Not one, but two murders found their way to our door step. The team split into two, betting on who could solve their case first.

1678 days ago Kate and I outsmarted Ryan and Esposito after the two cases were discovered to be connected. That meant we won! (Though, it still didn't mean they would shave their heads)

1673 days ago we found ourselves caught up in the world of fashion week. Filled with secrets, sabotage and stabbings. Little did I know at the time, that our dear strong minded kick ass detective was once a model. It only took me three more years to discover such photos. And since then, the teasing has never stopped.

1672 days ago I gave her an advance copy of Heat Wave to read. She made a valid statement that she is the muse and therefore should read it before it gets released. Of course she was still adamant that she was not a fan.

1664 days ago I found her in the bathroom. She discovered the little 'surprise' in the novel and just had to check it out. I surprised her as she flicked through the pages. It's on page 105, by the way.That sex scene you were looking for. And Agent Gray was right...it's steamy. She was blushing as I walked away and as I close the door I could hear the sound of the pages rustling again.

1658 days ago was the book launch of Heat Wave, my first book based on her. I saw her slip away from the crowd and pick up a copy. She went to looks at the dedication. It read to the extraordinary KB and my all my friends at the twelfth. I figured it was fitting. I wanted the world to know that Kate Beckett was not just another ordinary detective. She was an amazing and the world deserved to know.

1657 days ago we thought we may have parted ways. I was offered to write a certain British secret agent that should not be named. But at the same time I was offered to write three more Nikki Heat books. I found Nikki to be more of a compelling character. I failed to recognise that three more books meant more research…Beckett was all not all too happy at first, but I mean who wouldn't want several novels published based on their life.

1651 days ago we spent our first Halloween together, or so I though. It turns out her idea of a costume for my party was dressing up in a revealing trench coat, turning my head for sure. Another idea of hers was to then remove said trench coat. I braced myself for what was to come. I cringed as I waited for what I was about to see. But…surprise! A frog attached to a spring launched forward at me.

1645 days ago a conversation arose which revealed some of Beckett's true feelings for me. As it turns out part of being cop is perceiving everyone as a killer. And as to whether I look like a killer, I do, but of patience. After nearly a year with me by her side I would have liked to think I was growing on her. But this revelation was only a few more short weeks away.

1638 days ago was one of the first times that people presumed that me and Kate were in a relationship. Now me and Kate had a knack for answering at the same time and this question was no different. When asked whether we were together at the same time I replied with 'not yet' while her response was 'absolutely not.' Now I look back and laugh because it was only 189 days until she realised her true feelings for me.

1631 days ago my daughter, Alexis, rather than approaching me like she normally would, she sought the advice of Kate. This was quite a solace moment for me as it allowed my mind to wander to a time in the future that could see Kate as part of my family.

1575 days ago I saw the jealous side of Beckett clearly for the first time. When my college ex-girlfriend Kyra Blaine discovers a dead body at her wedding, old sparks are reignited. Beckett, while she assured me for many years to come that she was just following the investigation where it was taking her, I know that she had Kyra under surveillance to see what would happen between the two of us.

1574 days ago we went to a wedding together. The first of two weddings we would attend in our lifetime. We stood side by side as we watched Kyra and Greg marry surrounded by only a few family friends. It was the wedding I had always imagined myself having when I would wed for the final time. That dream is now only a fleeting image in my mind.

1568 days ago we caught a break which led us to the man who stabbed her mother. He was a contract killer and showed no remorse for her death. She shot him. Point blank in the chest. He had me in his grasp, a gun to my head so to speak. She might have been the one to pull the trigger but I was responsible. That might have been the first time I watched her take a life but that certainly wouldn't be her last. I decided that day that I couldn't shadow her anymore. It was then that she finally admitted to me that she had grown accustomed to me pulling her pigtails.

This whole day, while gave me some reassurance that we were partners in it for the long haul, just brought us one step closer to the end.

Thoughts?