So, I've officially declared this story my "Go to when blocked with everything else" story. Basically, the chapters will be random parts of their relationship. Also, I won't be spending too much time going back and adding detail/editing, blah, blah. It's just cute stuff, written quickly to get rid of WB.

Meh. It works:)

Why are they staring at me? Do they know? Castle wouldn't start talking that fast, would he?

Oh, my god. I am going to kill-


"Hmm?" She glanced up to see Ryan handing her a folder.

"You didn't hear me?"

"Oh-um…yeah, I did. I'll get right on it." What did he say?

Ryan nodded and he and Esposito walked out of the room.


Beckett opened the file and started to read…

It was the Anderson case. Apparently, Ryan and Esposito had closed it.

But they left me with the paperwork?

Oh, I am going to kill-


Didn't I have somebody to talk to?

Oh, right. Castle.

She had to get some things straight.

Beckett dropped the file and headed for the break room.

"Hey there, Becks."

When did he start calling me that?

"Castle, we need to talk."

The writer gave her a suspicious look. His right eyebrow shot up, and then he nodded.

"Right, uh, let me shut the door."

Beckett nodded and leaned against the counter, arms folded. She waited for Castle to cross the room before speaking.


"Let me talk first?" The writer interrupted as he took a spot next to the concerned detective.


"Okay, um," Castle scratched his chin before continuing, "Listen, Becks, about yesterday…"

Oh, that was when he started calling me that.

"We never really talked about us, you know? Like the rules, and boundaries. Wait, I guess there are no boundaries?" Castle paused, sucking in a breath. "Or maybe there are. Last night, or morning….uh, yesterday, was…um," he turned to Beckett, "I'm confusing myself."

Beckett chuckled at Castle's stuttering before raising a hand, "You're nervous."

"No, I'm-"

"Nervous." Beckett stepped forward, invading his private bubble. She looked up at him with curious eyes, "Why are you scared?"

Castle gave her a small smile, "I don't want to mess up," he said. "I can't, Kate-"

Beckett suddenly silenced him with a finger to the lips. "Don't call me that at work," she paused and bit her lip, thinking of how to word her next statement. She removed the finger, "Other than that, you'll be fine. Castle, I'm not worried about us. We'll do our thing. It'll work out."

"Um, what about pace?"

"What happens, happens, Castle. I'm not about to take back what went on between us yesterday."

Castle thought for a second before nodding in agreement, "Anything else?" He asked as he wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her to him.

"What are you doing?"

"You haven't made any rules other rules yet, I'm doing nothing wrong at the moment." He finished with a grin.

"Hmmm, okay. Well, we'll let the people at work figure it out themselves."

"In other words, don't tell Ryan and Esposito."

The detective nodded, "You got it." she pulled away from him slightly, "I don't want any publicity, so let's try and keep this out of the papers for as long-"

"Becks, that won't be a problem."

She smiled. "Better not."


"I carry a gun."

"Yeah, among other things."

Beckett narrowed her eyes with a sly smile, "Right," she started, "So to the last rule."

Castle let out a groan and started to pull away, but Beckett put her hands over his, keeping him from removing them.

"As soon as we leave this room, there is to be no touching of any kind, and no remarks regarding our relationship while working."

"Deal," Castle said, "But I have a rule also."

Beckett rolled her eyes, "I don't think your rules should count, Castle."

"No, Becks. This rule is total game."

She shook her head with a laugh. "No way."

"It's either my rule go's, or every one of yours are dismissed. And that means that at any given moment, I can pull you into an empty break room and-"

"Ugh, fine," she ran a finger across the writer's chest, "What's the rule?"

"No more sending me home. If you're working late, I have the option to stay here with you."

Beckett chewed her lip and nodded, "Okay," she said, "That works."



Castle grinned as he pulled his favorite detective closer. "I'm glad you're giving me a chance, Becks."

Kate's smile widened.

So was she.