So, due to so many of you leaving kind and thoughtful reviews (which I appreciate more than you know, by the way), I decided to extend this one-shot into a two shot! I had thought about adding this in there the first time around, but I ended up liking where I left off the one-shot. But in all honesty, I really like this as an ending as well.

I hope you enjoy it!

"Well, I'm going home, back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home."
Home, Daughtry

These past seven months had Rick Castle wondering why he ever used to enjoy going on extended publicity tours. His days and nights were full with places he went were filled with people he didn't know, parties full of women who only wanted his name and his money, and hotel rooms that were empty of anything but laundered bath towels, cold sheets, and suitcases that acted like closets. He can't help but think that over the last seven months he had driven more miles than he had in his entire life, shaken more hands than is healthy, and signed so many books in such a short amount of time that he's concerned he may have carpal tunnel.

But right now none of that mattered anymore.

He was finally coming home.

He was going to be able to kiss his mother and Lanie on the cheek and feed the birds with Ryan and Esposito. Rick was finally going to be able to hug his daughter for the first time in seven months. However, perhaps what he was most excited for was the fact that he was finally going to be able to kiss Kate like he wanted to; to squeeze her tight and promise to never let her go again. He was anxious to see her, and he knew she would be excited to see him again as well.

Well, at least she would be… if she knew he was coming home.

By some blessed turn of events (although not for the television station), every interviewer at the television station in Valencia, Spain that was supposed to be his last stop for the publicity tour had gone out to dinner the night before to celebrate one of the cast's engagement and found themselves too physically ill to get themselves up in the morning. The station director had been furious and embarrassed, so he cancelled Rick's interview, apologizing profusely the entire time. As soon as he heard about the cancellation, he bought an early plane ticket home.

For all Kate knew, he was still in Spain, and wouldn't be coming home for another two days.

He couldn't wait to surprise her.

When Kate had woken up this morning, she hadn't expected anything out of the ordinary. She had reached over and grabbed her phone that was charging on the nightstand beside her bed and quickly took the necessary steps to unlock the screen. She was greeted by the same text message she received every morning from Rick and quickly typed out the same response she sent back everyday.

She was so happy that he was coming home in a few short days. She had missed him much more than she would ever care to admit. She missed the coffee and the innuendo. She missed him being there to help her with cases, and going to Remy's for dinner and the Old Haunt for drinks. She missed his smile, and his jokes, and she really just couldn't wait for him to come home.

Two days. 24 hours. 1440 minutes. That's all she had to wait until she could finally wrap her arms around him and kiss him like she had been wanting to do these past seven months. As corny as it sounds, she was excited she was finally going to be able to just hold his hand. She wanted to feel his breath fan across her cheek as he whispered in her ear.

She shivered as a smile made its way upon her face.

When she realized what time it was, she finally lifted herself up out of bed and started making her way towards her bathroom, stripping off her clothes as she was walking.

Because yes, Rick was coming home soon, but today she had a murderer to catch.

Rick could've sworn his heart started beating faster when the captain came over the intercom and informed them that they were preparing to land at LaGuardia. He was finally home. After seven months of hotel rooms, takeout, and work, he would finally be able to sleep in his own bed, cook his own food, and go back to following Kate around. He had managed to start writing the next Nikki Heat book when he was overseas and was ridiculously ahead of schedule. Satisfied that Gina wasn't going to come calling for new chapters anytime soon, he took great pleasure in knowing he was Gina-free for at least 3 months, so long as he kept writing. And he was sure that that wouldn't be a problem, now that he was going to be seeing Kate everyday.

Kate. Oh god, he missed her so much. He was positive his heart had never ached more in his entire life than it had these past 7 months. Rick was used to the pain he felt when he was away from Alexis for extended periods of time; the slight longing he felt to be surrounded by his mother's eccentric mannerisms whenever he didn't see her for a few days, but he had never experienced a pain of this magnitude. His chest literally throbbed when he considered the fact that Kate was alone in the city. Sure, she had her father and her team there to take care of her, but he knew she would never ask them for help. It killed him to know that she was dealing with murderers and criminals without her partner there to help her or give her confidence; that if something happened in the middle of the night or she just wanted company, she couldn't just call him up and ask for him to come over, because she had to know he'd go to her in a heartbeat. Rick was sure that if someone die from needing to kiss someone so desperately, he would be the first; yet here he was, having not pressed his lips to hers once in the last seven months. But perhaps what he hated the most was the fact that he knew that she missed him, too. He could see it in her eyes when they were video-chatting. The soft sigh that escaped her lips every time they said goodbye on the phone did not go unnoticed by him. While Kate would never say anything because of the amount of respect she has for him and his job, Rick knew she hated that he was away on a book tour across the ocean. He knew that she just wanted him with her, and with the fire-breathing she-devils that were his agent and his publisher, he couldn't give her that.

It killed him.

Suddenly, he was brought out of his thoughts but the feeling of the planes wheels finally touching the runway at LaGuardia airport. As soon as he was allowed to do so, he grabbed the carry-on bag containing his laptop, a pad of paper, and a pen in case inspiration hit from the spot under his seat and all but ran off the plane and into the airport. He had called Martha and Alexis before he boarded the plane and they were meeting him at the airport. When he spotted the two redheads amongst the sea of people by the gate, he practically ran towards them.

Needless to say, bear hugs were exchanged and tears were shed by all.

Kate sat at her desk trying to rub the frustration out of her eyes. Her victim was a 22 year-old Hispanic male. He was fresh out of college (the first of his family to graduate) and was found in a dumpster with a stab wound to the chest behind the building he worked in. It had started out looking like a robbery gone wrong, but when Lanie discovered the single injection mark on the side of his neck, they knew it wasn't.

Kate and her team had spent the last two days trying to come up with any clue as to why anyone would have wanted Eduardo Ruiz dead, but they kept coming up empty. She was just about to call Castle to see if he had any insights when she heard Esposito hang up his phone across the room.

"Hey yo, Beckett!" He called. She looked at him. "Vice just arrested a guy who matches our witness' description of our killer trying to take cash out of our vics account with his bank card. Guess what they found in his pocket when they took him down?"

"A five inch Swiss army knife?," She asked hopefully.

He gave her one of his grins, "With blood still on the blade. They're bringing him in for questioning now."

Kate gave him a smile. Things finally seemed to be getting better.

After the tearful reunion at the terminal gates, Rick threw his arms around his mother and his daughter and they quickly worked their way over to baggage claim. Alexis asked him questions about the places he went and Rick responded, her enthusiasm catching. Once they got his bags, the trio began walking towards Rick's car in the parking lot. He threw all his suitcases in the trunk, grabbed the keys from his mother, and drove back to the loft.

When he walked into the loft, he set his multiple suitcases down on the inside of the door and inhaled the scent of the loft. He was ecstatic to finally be home. He picked up his suitcases again and walked up the stairs to his bedroom. He opened the door and quickly shut it behind him. He put his suitcases in the corner and allowed himself to lay down on his bed and enjoy the comfort of his 1200 thread-count, Egyptian Cotton sheets. However, he sensed something was different.

He turned his head into his pile and deeply breathed in the scent. There was, of course, the scent of his cologne burned forever into the sheets, but there was something else there as well. It took him almost no time at all to figure out what it was.


Kate Beckett had slept in his bed. The thought gave him butterflies. His mind immediately began to think about when she could've been in the loft without him, but he found he didn't have to think about it long.

He thought back to a conversation he had had with Alexis a few weeks ago. It was around Thanksgiving, and she had come home for the weekend. Rick always made it a point to be home during major holidays for Alexis, but this year on Thanksgiving, Gina and Paula scheduled him for an appearance for him to read children's books at a children's hospital. He loved kids and he was excited to read to them, but he still felt horrible for leaving Alexis alone. Martha was on a cruise with her newest beau and Meredith was filming an Indie movie in the forests of Canada and was out of touch. Rick offered to fly Alexis out to London (where he was going to be) so they could be together, but she assured him it was fine. She then told him that she had talked to Kate (Alexis knew they were dating). Kate's father was helping a childhood friend retire in Florida so they decided to have Thanksgiving dinner together. She told him the next morning that after they had dinner and dessert (which, she had informed her father, had been delicious. Did he know Kate could cook?), they ended up watching old, tacky, movies for the rest of the night and into the early morning.

Rick assumed that instead of going home, she simply just slept in his bed (since he was sure he raised Alexis well enough to refuse to allow Kate to sleep on one of the couches). The action was innocent, but it still had his stomach in knots.

He really liked the way their scents mingled together in his sheets.

With that thought, he immediately realized that he had been in New York for 45 minutes and had not seen Kate yet. Kate; the woman who had been haunting his dreams for the past seven months; whose voice made him ache inside. Kate; the woman he's hopelessly in love me. He had to go see her.

Rick jumped out of bed and raced down the stairs, stopping only briefly to grab his keys and kiss his mother and daughter goodbye. When the door closed behind him, Martha and Alexis gave each other knowing smiles. They knew exactly where he was going.

"So tell me, Mr. Ruiz… If you had your brother's permission to use his bank card, why did you have a knife in your pocket covered in his blood?"

With that, the weight of what he had done had finally hit him and Ricardo Ruiz broke down and quickly confessed to the murder of his brother. Kate called in one of the uniforms to deal with everything and quickly walked out of the interrogation room, satisfied with the confession. She made her way over to her desk to sit down and do paperwork.

Kate had two more places to sign on her paperwork when she heard the elevator doors open. Not one to be distracted, Kate quickly signed the lines where her signature was necessary and closed the case file on the corner of her desk. She stood up and began taking down the murder board.

Hopefully, she thought, we won't get another case until after Rick comes home.

She had only managed to erase the timeline when she started to hear the other Detectives around her began greeting the person who had walked through the doors. Intrigued, she turned around and immediately found the unforgettable blue eyes of Rick Castle.

She stood there in front of the murder board while Rick weaved his way through the Detectives surrounding him. He stopped a couple of steps in front of her.

"Hello, Kate…" he whispered.

She smiled, slightly embarrassed by the tears she could feel starting to form in the corner of her eyes.

"Hi, Rick…" she whispered back. Her voice cracked with emotion.

Rick closed the remaining space between them and wrapped his arms tightly around her torso. Kate responded immediately, moving her arms from their place by her sides to around his neck, burying her face into his neck.

She closed her eyes and took inhaled deeply as if she had been holding her breath for a long time.

They stood there just holding each other for a moment. Eventually she spoke again.

"I thought you weren't supposed to be home for two more days," she whispered.

"The station cancelled the last interview of the tour… I took that as a sign that I was meant to come home to you early."

Kate removed her head from its place on Rick's shoulder and looked at his face. He was staring right back at her, his love and happiness clearly visible in his expressive blue eyes. Kate hoped hers looked the same.

Ever so slowly, Kate raised herself slightly and leaned up into him. She saw his eyes flutter close and could have sworn his next breath was ragged.

Then she closed her eyes and softly pressed her lips to his.

Rick Castle had only one thought as he felt Kate kiss him.

He was finally home.

"I need to hear you say
That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I forgive you
For being away for far too long
So keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore"
Far Away, Nickelback

Was that happy enough for all of you? lol. Seriously, though. I hope you liked it.

& I really hope I did the reunion scene justice for all of you who were hoping I'd continue this. I was going for the whole they-know-&-love-each-other-so-much-they-don't-even-need-words-approach.

Listen to "Home" here - .com/ watch?v=7bnX-6sJZBw
Listen to "Far Away" here - http:/.com/ watch?v=j4y-RzVGrHg
(just take out the spaces :D)

As always… Love it? Hate it? Let me know what you think (: