#katebxckett

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@katebxckett:

She let out soft breath when he began massaging her shoulders, her skin humming, warming to his touch. He could soothe her nerves with a simple touch, a brush of fingers down her back, helping her to push aside her own doubts about being a good mother, keeping herself and their child safe, stepping away from a job that had defined a huge part of her life when the time came.  “Yeah, well… I don’t look like a whale just yet,” she grumbled, letting her eyes fall shut. “I’m fine.. just exhausted.. a good exhausted, really.” In all honesty she’d never even thought that this would be a option for her. No, she thought she’d live her life in the shadow of her mothers case, helping other people, keeping them safe.. unable to focus on a life of her own but Castle had changed that, and this would change everything even more. “You know.. If you keep touching me like that I might not be able to control myself..”

“A whale?  Kate, you’re perfect.  Always have been.”  He kissed her shoulder softly.  “If you’re exhausted, I don’t want you to do too much.  You can take a nap, I’ll make you dinner.  Whatever you want, really.  Name it, it’s yours.”

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katebxckett:

“Thanking you?” she repeated, shaking her head. Although she wasn’t a fan of the idea to begin with at all, at least this wasn’t some comedic opportunity for the other man who had been bidding for her because that had to be what this was, getting underneath her skin.“You do understand the whole precinct will be joking about this for weeks to come, at my expense..” She got enough questions from the press, enough jokes about owning his books, and having him tag along with her. Not to mention the dirty looks some of the woman were giving her, at scooping him up, as if she were the one doing the bidding. Her jaw tensed at the thought as she tried to ignore everyone else in the room, focusing on him.

Kate took a breath quickly, willing herself not to fly off the handle with him, trying to calm the burning in her cheeks that had yet to cease before speaking again, this time not at the volume she used for an interrogation. “Look, I know I whined about not wanting to be here, so if you tried to save me from a date you didn’t have to do that.. I can take care of myself and he looks normal enough”  she gave a quick wave with her hand, gesturing in his direction, “I mean.. you don’t have to do me any favors. I’m sure you could take your pick of any woman in this room.”

He rolled his eyes when she said people would be teasing her.  “If anyone’s going to get teased, it’s going to be Javi having to go on a date with that dude.  And I wasn’t saving you from anything.  Like I said, the guy looked like a creep.”  He paused when she told him he could have any of the women at the event if he wanted to, letting out a sigh. “Look, we don’t have to go on a date if you don’t want to.  I’ll be sure to let everyone know that my donation was just that, a donation,” he told her with a bit of venom in his voice.  “I’m sure that the Commissioner, at least, will appreciate it. Next time I’ll just write a check.”

He shook his head and walked away from her and went to the bar, ordering himself a double scotch. He leaned against the bar, turning back to the floor to watch the rest of the auction as he took a long drink from his glass.

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@katebxckett

Almost unconscious in her movements, Kate found herself mirroring his, her body shifting in her desk chair, hovering slightly as she leaned in close, lips only a breath apart from him, much too close for the watchful eyes of the rest of the Precinct. “I don’t recall there being a rule-book about how to celebrate Christmas?” she murmured, only just managing to get the words past her lips, her heart picking up at the proximity. Hyper aware that she should pull back, her eyes danced with amusement as they dipped slightly, lingering on his lips, a brow arching before she tore her gaze away from him, quickly collecting herself and shifting back into a more work ready position.

But if she thought she’d managed to calm the stuttering heart in her chest, she only felt it pick up further when the offer left his lips, warmth circulating, heating up her cheeks.  “Oh..” she swallowed around the syllable, her brows pulling together as she let her gaze drop from his,  her short hair barely skimming her jawline doing little to cover her face. She knew she shouldn’t be surprised, Castle was always inviting her over, trying to involve her in his world as much as he possibly could, scratching for the tiniest opening she might give him and the idea of carving pumpkins with Castle and his daughter was almost too much for Kate to picture, too sweet an image in her head. She actually had to stop herself from jumping at the offer, at the idea, knowing that left to her own devices she’d only take on the night shift, allow other detectives to celebrate Halloween with their families, more at home with the ghastly, rather than the sugary treats.

She gave herself a moment of contemplation as she shifted to rest her chin upon her palm in an attempt to hide the slightest smile behind her hand. Really, Kate couldn’t help herself; the childish joy he was getting from his own explanation written all over his face, eyes twinkling, crinkling at the corners and she omitted an answer, choosing to defer. “They explode…” she repeated, her eyes narrowing at him, “I don’t know. I picture me being the butt of a lot of pranks.. make that attempted pranks. I wouldn’t want to intrude on you and Alexis.”

He laughed out loud when she worried about being on the receiving end of pranks.  “Well, what is Halloween without pranks? I mean, it’s not like April Fools’ but it’s called trick or treat for a reason right?”  He shook his head, holding up his hand as he silenced her worry about him and Alexis’ time together.  “She’s had to put up with me for fifteen years, I think she’d welcome company that isn’t me or my mother.  Besides, she likes you.  She thinks of you like a big sister... or something,” he told her, muttering the last two words.  “I mean, she looks up to you.  She likes having a woman around, one that doesn’t try to buy her affections with extravagant shopping trips whenever she manages to make it to town.”  He couldn’t swallow down the slight venom in his voice when he talked about Meredith. “And you know how my mother is.  My point is, she would never complain about you being around.  And neither would I.”

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katebxckett:

“Really, that’s enough for you?” she asked him with clear skepticism in her tone. Kate shrugged slightly, murmuring, “I’ll keep that in mind,’’ Letting out a soft groan as his fingers found her skin, she took  a sip from her cup, hiding the smirk on her face, knowing that would get to him. “I don’t know if your version of tasteful matches mine.”

“I can never get enough of you, but after years of using only my imagination, I can settle for a picture.  When I absolutely need to.”  He grinned when he heard a light groan escape past her lips, though she tried to hide it by taking a drink of  her coffee.  

“Well,  they aren’t something I’d want anyone else to see but it’s nothing you should be embarrassed about.  Not that you ever should feel embarrassed about any part of your body.”

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katebxckett:

[text] Wait.. No, that was not my point. [text] I admit nothing. Shouldn’t you be writing out your little fantasies instead of bugging me?

[text] Character research. [text] Would you prefer me to write them out?  I know you like to read them.

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[castlewriterman]

@katebxckett

Cold. So very cold. Those were the first thoughts that entered Castle’s head as he slowly began to regain consciousness after blacking out in the freezer. And the second thought that entered his head was that of his partner. “Kate!” he murmured as he opened his eyes. And once he was more aware, he forced his way into a sitting position. “Kate...” he said again, looking around for her, but all he was was the back of the ambulance.