Scene opens. Beckett and Castle are hiding in a standard office – a desk covered in paperwork, a file cabinet, a potted plant – with the lights off. They are clearly not allowed to be there. Outside, there are sounds of security guards checking the perimeter, having heard someone sneak into the building.
Beckett (to Castle):
I hate you.
Castle smiles at Beckett.
No, you don't.
Beckett smiles back.
All right, but if we get caught, I swear I'll kill you.
I'll make apology pancakes for you in the morning. (He stops and listens.) I think the coast is clear.
The two of them poke their heads outside the office and see that the hallway is empty. They are in a law firm, and there are other offices like the one they were hiding in around them. Beckett and Castle close the door quietly behind them and tiptoe out. The camera switches to follow their backs as they make their way to the door saying "EXIT." Suddenly, bright flashlights shine on them.
Castle and Beckett freeze in place, both cringing. Scene closes.
Black screen: "TWO WEEKS EARLIER."
Scene opens. Castle and Beckett are asleep in bed together, Beckett's hand resting on Castle's chest. Soft, calming music is played in the background as the camera pans over the two of them.
Beckett turns in her sleep towards Castle. Seeing him beside her, she smiles softly and edges closer to him to cuddle.
Alexis (muffled, as though in the distance):
Beckett blinks in surprise, a frown appearing on her face.
Beckett jolts up in surprise. She is in Castle's bedroom and holds up the white blanket to cover her chest. The doors are closed; no one else is in the room besides her and Castle, but Beckett still seems self-conscious. She turns towards Castle.
Beckett (whispering, sharply):
Castle (muttering in his sleep):
No…don't get up yet…stay in bed…
Beckett (still whispering):
Beckett hits Castle's shoulder to get his attention. Castle jolts up. He turns towards Beckett and gives her a small smile.
Not now, Castle. Alexis – I think she's home.
Don't be silly. She's out at her all-nighter; she won't be back until noon.
Castle. It's already one.
Castle blinks in surprise.
Well, time certainly flies when you're having fun.
Not funny, Castle. What are we going to do?
Castle blinks. He doesn't quite know what Beckett's getting at. Beckett's eyes widen incredulously. She moves her left hand in a circular motion, as though to gesture: "Isn't it completely obvious?"
You, me – this whole thing. We haven't exactly…talked through it.
What do you mean?
Castle, Alexis is probably standing outside your door, and we've just gotten together, and well, what are we supposed to tell her?
She's a smart girl. She knows not to interrupt.
There is a knock at the door. Beckett turns back to Castle and frowns. Castle shrugs his shoulders and holds out his hands in front of him. He opens and closes his mouth, as though mouthing a garbled explanation.
Just, don't. Don't say anything.
So you don't want anyone to know about this.
In case you haven't noticed, Castle, I like to keep my private life private.
Alexis (through door):
Beckett and Castle freeze, feeling trapped in the room. Beckett glares at Castle, holding her hands out as though to motion: "What do we do?"
Okay, well – I have some rope in the closet.
Beckett raises her eyebrow.
Why would I need…?
To rappel down the side of the building.
What? You said you didn't want to be noticed, and, well – (points to door) – teenage daughter, 12 o' clock.
Alexis (through door):
Come on, Dad. I know you're in there.
Castle (to the door):
Just hold on, Alexis. I'm a little – (he looks to Beckett, who is still frowning) – occupied at the moment.
Castle avoids Beckett's eyes. He rushes to get on his clothes, and Beckett does the same. Castle heads towards the door. Beckett's eyes widen.
Beckett (whispered hiss):
What are you doing?
Castle motions for her to move away from the door's line of sight.
Just…wait here until the coast is clear.
Castle opens the door and slips out. The camera flips to the other side of the door, where Alexis is waiting outside. As the door closes, you can barely make out Beckett slipping out of sight. Alexis frowns.
Really, Dad? I go out for one night, and you have company?
Camera flips to behind door, where Beckett is hiding. She has gotten on all of her clothes but winces when she realizes that Alexis saw her.
Castle (from behind door):
Don't worry about it, sweetie. It was nothing.
Camera flips to close-up of Alexis.
Oh really? And who was it this time? Insurance agent? Movie star? Or lemme guess, undercover I'd-tell-you-but-then-I'd-have-to-kill-you secret agent?
Camera flips back to Beckett, who bites her lower lip in contemplation. She grabs the door handle, pauses for a second, and then opens the door.
Camera flips to other side. Beckett slips out of the room and next to Castle, closing the door behind her. She avoids Alexis's eyes, looking like a little kid who got caught doing something wrong.
Camera turns to Alexis, who turns from side to side with a look of surprise.
Detective Beckett, what are you…but Dad…you…
A young, female voice interrupts her from another room.
Hey Alexis, everything all right – or am I going to have to come over there and meet your hot-shot writer Dad myself?
Alexis (towards the voice):
Just hang on, Julie!
Alexis turns back to face Castle. She holds up her right index finger as though to tell him off.
We'll talk about this later.
She walks away. Castle and Beckett follow her guiltily. Camera switches to the three of them walking into the living room of Castle's loft, where Julie, a teenage girl with dark brunette hair is waiting. She's wearing jeans and a black t-shirt that's ripped in several places. Seeing them, Julie smiles.
About time. I was starting to think something had happened up there.
Alexis smiles, her eyes widening.
Alexis(under her breath):
Well, something did happen.
Alexis turns towards Castle with a feigned smile.
Dad, this is Julie. She's going to Columbia next year for creative writing, so we've been thinking about becoming roommates. Anyways, when she found out you were a writer, she said she had to meet you and see what it was like being "in the field."
Castle looks to Julie and smiles.
Is that right? Well, it's very nice to meet you, Julie.
And you, Mr. Castle. (She turns to Alexis.) Although actually, I'm not majoring in writing. (She rolls her eyes.) Mom thinks I won't get anywhere with a major like that. She'd rather I do something practical, like accounting or something. She doesn't get why I'd rather spend my time scribbling in notebooks. (She shrugs.) But well, a girl can dream, can't she?
Alexis looks a bit uncomfortable from this outburst. Castle tries to smile.
Well, who knows what'll happen? (He glances towards Beckett, who gives a half-smile and looks toward the floor.) You just have to give it your best shot and see where things fall.
Scene cuts out.