I've noticed the FF software takes away the breaks I leave between scenes, so I have gone through this chapter to ensure the spaces are back in the story. A few people said the story jumped, was hard to follow - my breaks were taken away.

Thanks for the review. This is a little filler that leads us in to S01E04. Enjoy.

Chapter 19

Season 1 Ep 4 – Hell Hath no fury

Kate's morning began differently to the usual alarm bringing her from sleep. Firstly, it started off way too early. Consciousness gradually arrived with the build up of another intense dream.

The ultimate arousal from sleep was her body climaxing, her raspy cry of Oh my God, Castle, breaking the silence of the dark apartment. Her hips gave a few final powerful bucks as the strong climax she had happening between her legs subsided, leaving her skin sweaty, her muscles quivering and lungs panting for enough oxygen from when she'd held her breath to come.

Aware of what happened, a sweet smile spread over her face. It'd been a damn long time since she'd had a sex dream and this one had been a doozy. A splendid sex dream. Just the sort she loved. The new leading role had done a terrific job.

Inquisitive, hungering for more, she slipped her fingers between her folds of sensitive flesh, slicked with wetness. She glided her finger around her swollen clit, creating more pelvic thrusts. Eyes opened the room was still dark. It was very early.

It was a certainty that dreaming about fucking Rick was far better than killing him off. She released a moan of pleasure and followed it with a groan of displeasure, because she remained horny and wet and he wasn't here to share it. He wasn't there to fill her. For several seconds she contemplated summoning him over, but he needed to be home to get Alexis off to school.

Time to pretend. She closed her eyes, willing herself back into the dream state, sleepy enough to fantasize a little longer. They had been making love when she was rudely awakened by a climax. She had no idea where they were doing it, but what she had been doing was as vivid and intimate as it would have been in real life.

Where? The pink chair. She wanted it to be back on the chair, but in this dream, she had been pressed against a wall, a soft wall. Soft wall? The bloody mattress. That's right. She was flat on her back, legs waving about in the air. Rick was covering her and using his size and strength to keep her subdued. She liked that. Being restrained. Really turned her on with him doing it. She would introduce handcuffs. Police handcuffs. She had a fluffy pair somewhere. In a box on her wardrobe or perhaps in her night stand. Rick would have found them by now.

On the mattress, on her back. He had her arms over her head, pressed to the mattress. Yep, pinned at her wrists. Her legs. About him. Gripping him.

Totally caught up in the dream again, her knees fell apart and her thighs lifted as her fingers plunged inside her body. In her imagination, Rick was there and he fucked her hard and fast. Strong. Thrusting deep inside. It was painful. Good painful. The painful between Don't. Stop. And don't stop. It wasn't long before her feet planted on the bed and she pushed her hips off the mattress as she came again. It was harder and longer than the first time. She pushed off the blankets, panting to get her breath back.

"When did I get so fucking provocative and horny?" She asked herself, examining her wet fingers. "Naughty, Kate." She scowled then laughed girlishly, rolling to her side and burying her face in the pillow. She hadn't felt so happy since… she had no idea. Her body felt great. She felt sexy.

Not only was she having a wonderful secret affair with the famous writer she was having erotic fantasies about him. Several minutes passed with her thinking about their little relationship. There were feelings quite new to her and although it was exhilarating, it was equally frightening. Had she finally met the man she would be happy to commit the rest of her life to?

Kate sat up. She cancelled the alarm on her phone and once the light headedness subsided, she got up to shower and prepare for work. She left the apartment for work half an hour later, a spring in her step. She was a happy girl. A couple of days away with the man of her dreams, and next week they were travelling to LA together for five days away. She couldn't wait to be in a place with him again where they didn't need to hide so much and act as though she despised his presence.

Being up earlier than usual, she arrived at the 12th before the night shift was packing up to clock off. A few the detectives ribbed her about it, offering to handover their caseloads. She rolled with the stirring as she shrugged out of her coat and waved them farewell. They would go for breakfast somewhere close by then head for their respective beds. She'd done her fair share of night shifts and it was something no one ever really got accustomed to. Like working on a Sunday when friends were wanting to catch up. It sucked.

More or less, alone in the bullpen, with a cup of the shitty coffee from the breakroom nursed between her fingers, she tried to read the Ledger on the desktop monitor but she found herself reading the same lines over and over.

Option B activity, was a pile of paperwork to her right side on the desk but right now she couldn't be fucked even looking at it. Paperwork was boring, even if it was important for the legal battles the lawyers would have over evidence and reports. It was a major part of her job and she needed to get on top of it. This morning paperwork wasn't a priority for Kate. There was far more going on in her head than she could cope with at this time of the morning, any time of the day.

The ache that remained in her groin long since she'd climaxed was both intoxicating and frustrating. Hearing his voice on the phone earlier, had fueled the fire in her belly to have him. Just the thought of Rick poised outside of her, just before he flashed his bright keen eyes to hers, then entered her, filling her, involuntarily flexed her muscles. She crossed her legs, drawing in a shuddery breath.

He would arrive later, after the peak hour rush was over, with the coffee. By then she anticipated she would be hungering for him more. She stared into the middle distance, contemplating their options. Perhaps they could rent a hotel room for the night. Use it over lunch, stay there awhile tonight and hook up-

"Beckett, what you doing here so early?" Montgomery greeted as he walked from the elevator.

"Couldn't sleep, Sir. Morning." She smiled up at him as he turned about, stepping backward. He paused, his brow furrowing, "What's going on, Kate? You have a look on your face like the cat who caught the bird."

"Nothing, Captain."

"Nothing huh?" He nodded with a smirk, "You just keep doing nothing then. It suits you, Detective."

Kate stared after him touching her face to see if she could feel what he was seeing. The Captain continued to his office, closing the door behind him. She knew he would spend about the next hour in there reading the papers and going through his emails.

Forgetting the Captain, she glanced down at her phone swiping it open so she could see the photos of herself and Rick. A quick visual scan of the bullpen ensured no one was interested in what she was up to or close enough to see. A couple of night shift staff were still doing hand over of matters to the day team of fresh murder. They were too far away to pay her any attention, and Montgomery was absorbed in his laptop. Kate's team didn't have a murder to work on, so until a homicide took place, they would be doing paperwork, cold cases and coffee breaks, most of the latter. She huddled closer to her phone a soft smile appearing when she swiped to a picture of Rick lying in bed looking up at her. He'd been inside her. His hair was messed, his cheeks pink. smiling. So handsome.

Interrupted by an incoming text, she opened the app to read it. Rick. He was ordering coffees and a bear claw. She replied with a C u soon and returned to the collection of photos losing track of time.

At the sound of Ryan's voice coming from the stairs, Kate closed her private phone and slipped it to the side of her keyboard. She opened the top file and woke the computer monitor up, tapping in the login password. Ryan was talking football with Esposito.

"Beckett's here."

Kate smirked. It was Rick.

"She's always here early." Esposito replied. "Did you think of buying us a coffee, Castle?"

"Two hands, two coffees. But don't worry fella's. I'm gonna fix that up."

Kate sat back in her chair stretching as they approached, "You boys finally dragged your sorry asses out of bed?"

"We were at the gym, what were you doin?" Ryan replied.

"Never you mind." She answered, her eyes stealing a glance of Rick as he placed two take away coffees and a paper bag on the edge of the desk. She momentarily looked at that then to Rick's blue eyes as he sat in his chair.

"No murders, Castle, what are you doing here?"

"Dropped Alexis at school. Thought I would come visit. Been a few days." With his back to the boys, he raised his eye brow at Kate and his eyes lingered between her lips and breasts. He finally connected his gaze to her eyes. Kate's cheek caught fire, she forgot to breathe. Flashes of his intensely blue eyes, his flushed cheeks, rosy lips and his hot breaths on her face as he fucked her, created an electrical storm within her. The ache in the pit of her being became stronger. She uncrossed and re-crossed her legs, fidgeted. And then his hand pushed the cup towards her. What his fingers, magic fingers, could do to her body.

"Beckett?"

Kate's eyes shot to Rick's. She knew they were wide and dilated as he was out of focus. He leaned over the desk, in a little closer with a smirk. She opened her mouth but found nothing to say.

He quietly asked, "Enjoying yourself there?"

"Oh shit." Kate hissed, blinked and sat up. She took the cup and tipped it to her lips.

Rick sat back in his chair, a smug expression all over his face. He then whispered, "Me too." His eyes returned to her chest.

There was a flash of sweetness in her expression as she looked at Rick, a picture of his head buried between her legs, then she pictured the pain in the ass following her about while she worked, and her expression hardened, her voice deepened. "You don't do paperwork, Castle, what's the occasion?"

Rick shrugged his shoulders, "Odds are in my favour. There's bound to be a murder, sooner, rather than later. Just a matter of time." He replied watching her watch his hands no matter where he moved them.

"No matter what, its paperwork time." She replied, then drank more coffee, aware her mouth was salivating for the man beside her. She squirmed on her chair, wished the urge to have his cock inside her would subside and let her concentrate on work rather than sex. Perhaps there was an empty office, a cleaner's cupboard they could jump into for a quickie. She could fake being unwell so she could go home – no that was dishonest and would come back to bite her on the ass.

Bite on the ass. Her temperature went up as the thought of Rick biting her ass again.

Sex. Oh God the sex. Having sex with Rick was the best sex she'd ever had. They fitted physically, they connected mentally.

His hand surrounded his coffee cup. All Kate's attention went to that cup wishing it was her breast, either one.

Her palms were pressed flat on the side of the Ferrari, her limbs bearing the thrusts of his weight against her body. The air was cool on her skin but it aided to keep her temperature down. His hands firmly held her hip bones as he slid in out. In and out. She'd never known outdoor sex could be so much fun.

Kate moistened her lips. She looked at Rick who was still smug. She glanced to where the boys were. They were making a fresh pot of coffee in the breakout room.

"Beckett?" Rick ensured they were in the clear to talk intimately for a few moments.

"Mm?"

"You're a dead give away, Honey."

"What? No." She waved in front of her face, "Poker face."

He laughed, "No poker face."

She glanced between him and the boys then hissed out, "I dreamed about you this morning."

Rick gave a look of horror, "And how did you kill me this time?"

She smiled, then bit her lip.

Rick sat up with the realization of what she was referring to, "Oh, that sort of dream. Good girl." He smiled, "I'm proud of you. Did you get the happy ending?"

"It's what woke me up." She confirmed.

"Wish I had been there."

"Still woke crying your name." She smirked, then rolled her eyes upwards pretending she was coming.

Rick cleared his throat, adjusted his jeans and position on the chair, "Jesus fucking Christ," he muttered.

"I can't stop thinking about us, being together." She whispered.

"They're coming." Rick whispered back seeing the boys leave the break out.

Immediately Kate returned to her coffee and work, her expression strictly business.

Rick amused himself on his phone.

Kate received another text a few minutes later. She picked up her phone and saw it was from Rick. When she looked at him he kept his eyes on the phone. She casually read the text.

Was it me that had you come in your dream?

"Yes." She said and put the phone down. Rick released a groan.

Her phoned beeped. She picked it up.

What were we doing?

She tapped back,

Like when we made love in the shower at the B&B yesterday b4 breakfast.

His phoned beeped.

"Alexis?" Kate asked.

"No. My date yesterday." He replied without taking his eyes from the phone screen.

"You had a date yesterday?" She asked in surprise.

"Just because you don't date, Beckett, doesn't mean normal people don't." He knocked out a text message.

"I date."

"When was the last date you had?"

"That's personal, Castle. I'm not a page 6 dater."

"Me neither," he hit send then looked at her, eyes wide and eyebrows up. "It's been awhile huh?" He asked, then rose from his chair. "Little boys room." He muttered as he walked off.

Kate's phone beeped. She once again picked it up and opened it. From Rick, of course.

I like the sounds you make when I am inside of you. Your moans drive me crazy. With every thrust I get turned on.

Kate read it a few times.

Foot falls behind caused Kate to momentarily lower the phone screen down and she felt her cheeks heat up.

Not two minutes later Kate was entering treacherous waters. Her heart rate was higher than it should have been and anxiety was on the incline over the feelings she admitted only to herself that she felt for Rick.

"Oh my god, this is quite possibly the worst coffee I've ever tasted. It's actually kind of fascinating it tastes like a.. mmhm, it tastes like a monkey peed in battery acid. Try some?" Rick held the coffee mug towards his partner.

Kate paused from doing her paperwork, and looked at him clearly agitated, "Don't you have a book coming out today or something?"

"Yeah so?"

"Yeah so, you are watching me do paperwork, it's creepy. Don't you have somewhere else to be?" She hissed.

"I like it here." He replied.

She stared at him a moment, then exclaimed, "Oh my gosh! I get it. You're hiding. Your book is coming out today and you are hiding."

"No, hiding would be building a fortress out of my comforter and then downing a fifth of scotch but apparently that's considered unhealthy."

"I thought you don't care what people think."

"I don't, much." He affirmed lacking conviction.

Beckett's phone rang and she scooped it up. "Beckett." She greeted, listened, "Yeah, right, on my way."

Rick put his coffee down on the desk, glad to get rid of it. "Dead body?" He saw her nod as she grabbed her keys, badge and jacket, "Yes!" He jumped up and hurried after Beckett who was pacing to the elevator.

It was a short trip to the crime scene but long enough for Beckett and Castle to learn something new about each other. On the passenger seat, Rick kept checking his emails and texts while Kate drove.

He was distracted by his book release.

She was distracted by them.

With his phone in his pocket, deciding he was better to not know for a while, Rick focused on Kate who had been busy most of the morning biting her bottom lip or the nails of her right hand. The anxiety level was higher than normal and he couldn't quite pinpoint the cause. When he had dropped her at home last night she had been affectionate and hungered. Hell, they'd had sex on the side of the road on the way home. Today she had been fine when he'd arrived at the Precinct, but she had become quite stand offish and jittery.

And then she jumped in ahead of him before he had the opportunity to ask what was wrong.

"Are you worried about your book, Castle?"

"Yes, no. Maybe. Its published and released. Makes me a bit of everything." He replied, then looked over at Kate who was mostly focused on driving. "What are you prickly about just before, Beckett?"

"Prickly?"

"It's like you don't want me near you today after two days of being in each other's pockets. I've never had such a fun time with a woman, but today you're pulling away."

Kate bit the lip and kept her eyes to the road ahead.

"Hey?" He encouraged with a hand to her shoulder, "Yes, I'm scared about what people will think of my writing."

"But you're a great writer." She stressed.

"I'm still the guy who writes for a living." He humbly said. He looked out the front to see where they were. "Before we get there, Katie, tell me what is worrying you. Its concerning me and I wanna fix it." He then waited out the two blocks she stewed on his question and he ignored his phone that was vibrating in his pocket.

Traffic lights turned red at a point a driver would press on the metal or hit the brakes. Kate braked hard to stop before the line. When the vehicle came to a sudden and a bit of a bouncy state of being stationary, her focus shifted to Rick's question. She was sure she felt his gaze boring into the side of her face. She breathed in then spilled, "It's what I'm feeling, is scaring me."

"About us? Scaring you enough to push me away?"

She nodded and looked to him. "You're a big time writer, and I'm a nobody, and I have all these feelings waking up inside me about you and its terrifying."

"Don't push me away. We can do time apart if that's what you want."

"I don't want that." She quickly replied.

Rick frowned. "You're pushing me away."

"I don't want to lose you…. I want to continue this, but if the Precinct finds out, then we are not able to work together."

"Just continue on with the way you treat me in public and we'll be fine. Green light Kate." He pointed at the front. Kate drove on.

"I'm scared of us, Rick. I'm scared of how I'm feeling, how I want you all the time."

"Want me?"

Kate released a girlish squeak, then laughed, "I want you touching me, being inside me." She confessed then bit her lip so hard Rick thought she was going to make herself bleed. She pulled into a car space, directed by a uniform. She killed the engine.

"Stay here a second Kate." He requested and she immediately put her hands to her lap and looked at him. He quietly reached out and took her hand in his.

"Kate, you are the best thing that has happened to me in a very long time. I want you, I think about you constantly. But there is a part of me that is scared this intimate bubble is going to burst."

Kate nodded, "I'm terrified of the intimacy and simultaneously, I'm basking in the glory of falling in love."

Rick's eyes widened, but he kept his gaze on Kate's large hazel eyes. The poor woman was afraid she had just over confessed. "Enjoy it Kate, but don't be scared. It will drive us apart."

"Okay, but it still doesn't change the fact I'm scared."

"I'm scared too, Honey, but together we can achieve anything."

Kate squeezed his hand, "Yesterday." She smiled thinking about their two days away.

Rick chuckled, "Best holiday ever."

"Agreed."

"Shower, our last romp on the pink chair."

"Best chair ever." She said with a giggle. "Remember, we were on a country road?"

"Yes. You pulled off into a secluded area."

"You were pleasantly tipsy on wine and port."

"I'd had a few, and you were as horny as hell." Rick said, "And I had my hand buried…"

Kate laughed. "We did it against your car out in the open. So much fun."

"We certainly had fun with her." He agreed and moistened his lips, "Don't be scared. We will be okay."