AN: This chapter is for the four positive reviewers that reviewed my last chapter. I'm very happy to see that there are readers enjoying this story and appreciate the plot and reading how the relationship comes to life. I want to give you guys at least chapters 1-5 before I head off on vacation, so there will be another chapter coming tomorrow (might even get chapter 6 and 7 before I leave if I have the time/see you're still enjoying this story). I hope you all enjoy this chapter and thank you for the reviews, favorites, and follows :)
He picked up his phone and he wasn't sure who to call. He wasn't sure if he should call her and wake her up or if he should call Demming for advice. Hell, maybe he should just call Bracken that he was done. He knew that he would never have a chance with her as long as Castle was in the picture. But he wanted to protect her and he wasn't someone to order a hit on the writer. Plus, Kate would be in charge of finding out who killed him and when it got back to him, Kate would never forgive him. So, he called Demming.
"Demming."
"She's with the writer."
"When isn't she with the writer?"
"I went over to surprise her with breakfast and he's there on her sofa, with her sleeping on top of him."
"Clothed or..."
"Clothed, thank god. I definitely don't need to see that side of the writer."
"And if you did want to, Bracken might be setting you up with him instead of Beckett."
"Shut up. Do you think Bracken needs to know about this?"
"Not yet. See what happens when you go to "Africa". Speaking of, did you tell her?"
"Last night." He heard the noise of another call coming in. He looked at it and saw that it was work. "Got to go, work."
"No wonder why she believes you when you say you have a life to save." With that, they both hung up.
Kate woke up and wasn't sure what time it was. She was very comfortable and she felt like this was the best night's sleep she had had in a long time. For a moment, she had forgotten that she had fallen asleep on the sofa. That was until she felt Castle's arms wrap around her more and pull her to him.
"Don't get up yet. Stay in bed."
"Castle."
That woke him up and he gave her a sleepy smile. "Beckett? Hi."
"Castle wake up, I think I over slept." Castle released his hold of her and she got off of him. She headed into her bedroom and looked at the time. She sighed in relief. She still had an hour before she went into work.
He stretched as he asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"
"Castle, I don't have time for breakfast. I have to get to work."
"Pancakes it is."
She rolled her eyes and tossed the clothes she wanted to wear onto her bed. "Castle, go."
"Fine, but I'm showing up with pancakes. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day."
"That is if I don't shoot you before that."
"I'm going." With that, he got up from the sofa and headed out the door of her apartment.
As promised, he brought her pancakes and the usual coffee.
"So Beckett? Plans with Doctor Motorcycle Boy tonight?"
She rolled her eyes. "Don't know yet. Maybe. Plans with Gina tonight?"
"No, she's not Gina my girlfriend. She's Gina my publisher since I haven't sent her the newest chapters of the Nikki Heat novel I'm working on."
"Someone is hiding."
"I am not hiding. I'm just..."
"Hiding," she smirked.
"Well see if I ask you to join me to the comfort food truck tonight."
She looked at him. "That's not very nice, Castle."
"Oh I think it is. And plus, it should be you paying after you took me to go see those male strippers."
She laughed and bit her bottom lip to make sure she didn't laugh too loud. "Fine, I'll get you some mac and cheese."
"And french fries."
"And french fries."
He smiled in his chair before he went back to playing Angry Birds.
She had bought him dinner and when she got home, she saw Josh waiting there for her, sitting on the sofa. "Hey. Sorry, I stopped to get something to eat. If I knew you were here I would have brought you home some."
"That's ok." He lifted up the blanket she had left there on the sofa from last night. "Fell asleep on the sofa?"
"Yea. Castle came over and I had a little bit too much wine. I fell asleep here and he left before I woke up this morning." She didn't want to lie to him. She fell asleep there last night because she was tired and fell asleep while Castle was telling her a story about Alexis as a kid.
"Dealing with a hangover today?"
"No, thankfully, I'm good." She sat down next to him. "How was your day?"
"Good. I was thinking that we could go for a late night ride."
She smiled. "Sounds perfect. Let me get my helmet."
While she was gone, he looked at the shutter that he had seen her open the night he came over there to make them dinner. She never opened that shutter and from the outside, he could see that she hand something covering the window. What was she hiding there? Was it pictures of Castle? He was about to go look, but he then heard footsteps and sat down on the sofa. He'd check tomorrow, while she was at work, what exactly Kate Beckett was hiding there.
"Ready?"
He got up and smiled at her. "Ready." They headed out the door and to the elevator. He figured before he looked without her permission, he'd ask her. "Kate, why don't you ever open the shutters to that one window?"
"It brings in too much light. Plus, I'm hiding something behind there that I don't want people to see." His eyes widen and she laughed. "You're really gullible, you know that."
He laughed. Maybe she really wasn't hiding anything there if she was kidding about it. Maybe it was just indeed just a window that let too much sun in and she just wanted it covered up. Or maybe there was more there. He'd leave it alone for a few days before he went looking to see what was behind those shades.