A post ep for 3/22 To love and die in L.A. Centered around the letter Royce gave Kate and how it affects Josh and Kates relationship then Kate's and Castle's relationship

"I feel as though this doesn't bode well. Poor kid doesn't stand a chance." Short fluff piece that was begging me to write it after spending so much time writing angst.

A morning after one shot that picks up directly after the events of 'Always'.

After being out of fanfic for a loooong time, was inspired by the Castle finale, as many were. I love telling stories in first person, so I will try with this one. My plan, if there is interest, is to tell this story from different POVs, shifting at times during chapters. Let me know what you think!

Third in the Coffee series! Rick has gone behind Kate's back to start the investigation into her mother's case- but what happens when secrets are burst open and cracks begin to appear both in the case and their marriage?

Lanie en a marre de les voir se tourner autour sans jamais céder, et si... Elle décidait de forcer un peu les choses ? Que se passerait-il si Castle et Beckett se retrouvaient tout seuls dans le milieu d'une forêt ?

Castle discovers that Kate remebers. Kate discover that he knows. Two weeks later he hasn't showed up on the 12th. Skips from 47 Seconds to Always. Rating T.

'you and i have memories longer than the road that stretches out ahead' Ten years. Two partners. One car. A series of semi-connected ficlets.

Words have always been the essence of their relationsship. The ones they say out loud and the ones that goes unsaid. Series of one-shots.

He looked at her in absolute awe. "Is that a yes?" she chuckled. —That Tuesday November 6th, 2012 was a day they would never forget.— ENJOY!

El título es literal de lo que se va a leer: LA ENTREVISTA OBJETIVA: Entrevista al botón Nº4 del ascensor de la doceava de N.York

CASKETT. Post-"Always". The morning after. Castle and Beckett have breakfast in bed with a side order of banter.

Okay. This story was up before, but for some reason, was not available to read. Umm...Kate and Castle after A Deadly Game. Alternate solution...

Another continuation to the Always season 4 finale and the morning after. M rated! Alternate Ending, One shot.

Based on the panic attack scene from the Grace Bldg in "Kill Shot." I always thought Castle should have been involved and that Beckett couldn't have been the only one having these issues from her shooting. So this is a snippet of what I came up with. This is a one-shot.

Siguiendo con los capítulos... no puedo creer que haya pasado tanto tiempo... aquí vamos. Esto ocurre luego de la última escena del ascensor en la serie... antes de que Rick vuelva a su casa... espero que les guste!

Third in Braden Series. When their son gets sick, Rick and Kate take the day off to be with him. What will they do to cheer the boy up? Rated K. *Updated 07/20/2012* Final chapter is now up!

Beckett wants a day, just one day, to dive into this new relationship with Castle. Alas, Other People have Other Plans. Oneshot that grew a plot. Oh dear.

Detective Kate Beckett, the most discipline detective in the world, fell asleep at 9 am, on her office desk.

She knocks on the door until she can feel her knuckles start to bruise, but he isn't there. Apparently their timing could use some work. Season finale AU.

Hey. This is my first story. I hope you like it. This is oneshot. I just want to say English is not my 1st language. I actually speak Finnish, but I can speak English too. So I had to use translator to write some parts. Sorry, I can't know if I have spelling mistakes, but I hope you can understand what I write. I DON'T OWN CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO MAN THAT I LOVE - ANDREW MARL

A/U – Kate Beckett wants a baby. Sadly there is no father in sight. All she needs though is a couple of good swimmers. Read Prologue inside Excerpt

Dedicated to Tammy. Happy 18th Birthday. *Dropped* Enjoy x

Des pensées omniprésentes, un sommeil difficile a trouvé ... Un manque d'air, un manque de mots, un manque de temps ? Enjoy !

So here she is, front splayed against the dirty parquet floor and hand pushed against the elevator doors, trying in vain to reach him or, at the very least, to become as close as she can possibly get. The future. Think, Kate. Think.