A/N: So, I was in the middle of an exam which they decided to make 90mins long, but everyone finished in like 20 minutes, but yea, I basically wrote this in my head during that time and needed to get it out. This is my 2nd time writing fanfic and first writing for Castle, I hope you guys enjoy this. Oh and there was an incident where Beckett was almost raped, if that's a trigger for anyone, but I don't intend on going into the details of that, this is just what happens as a result. Thanks! Enjoy!

Slowly, Kate began to regain consciousness and she became aware she was lying on something soft. Feeling nothing out of the ordinary she remained still with her eyes closed. Suddenly she felt something... someone grasp her leg, her bare leg and she became aware of the hushed talking, as a cop she was suddenly alert, moving to open her eyes, reach for her gun to take down the intruder. To her horror, she could not get her eyes open, as she felt the hand, moving further up her thigh, she began to panic and she realized no sounds would escape from her mouth, none but a small whimper.

"Sssh,Kate, it'll be okay, don't fight it."

Kate felt the panic settling deeper into her bones when she realized she didn't recognize thr voice. Itwas soft, yet harsh, and cold and almost sinister. She fought desperately open her eyes, as she felt pressure on the most intimate part of her. Her eyes finally flew open and she made contact with a cold pair of eyes hovering just inches above her face and she realized with horror what was happening to her. The stranger, eased off of her realizing she was awake and she felt a stinging sensation on her thigh as she began to lose grip of consciousness. Feeling completely helpless, she attempted to scream for help, thanking every being when a blood curdling scream left her mouth. With the face of her attacker and the all to familiar voice yell her name burned into her memory as she slipped into darkness.

Kate bolted up in bed, clothes and hair sticking to her skin, by the cold sweat that was all but pouring from her. It had been weeks and she had only been getting bad from worse, she had only just started seeing someone, when she became tired of waking up, screaming, covered in sweat in the middle of the night, because of the same dream. It helped, she didn't completely lose it anymore, now she just cried until the tears would no longer fall. But she couldn't go through this another night alone.

Wiping furiously at the tears that were endlessly falling she reached for her phone. 3:36am. It was late, or rather, early, but he'd answer, he always answered her call. So she sat up in bed, trying to control her trembling body and hit the first number on her speed dial.

Castle groaned as he heard his phone vibrating on his night stand, reaching for it, he peeked at the caller ID and was wide awake instantly. There was only one reason Beckett would be calling him at such ungodly hours of the morning, not that he minded, he just wished it was for some other reason other than someone being murdered.

"Murderers never sleep do they?" He greeted, waiting for the sarcastic remark he would usually receive when they had early morning body drops. But it never came.

Sniff.

Puzzled, Castle drew the phone fron his ears to look at the ID, making sure his eyes hadn't been playing games on him. Placing the phone back at his ears, he spoke.

"Beckett? ... Kate? Are you there?"

Just as he was about to hang up, figuring she had just dialed his number by accident, he heard a soft voice call out to him.

"Castle."

"Kate? Kate are you crying? Is everything okay?"

More sniffing. Castle was beginning to get worried, why was Kate calling him at 3 in the morning and more importantly, why was she crying?

"Kate, come on talk to me."

Castle spoke softly, worry taking over as he got up from his bed, walking over to his bathroom to find some clothes, if she didnt't speak he was wasting no time, he was going over there.

"Castle, please."

She spoke again, her voice cracking as he began to hear sobs, heavy sobs that usually progressed into full on crying.

"Beckett, I'm on my way over there."I'll be there in 10 minutes."

"NO!"

He was surprised at how forceful she sounded.

"Please Castle. Don't leave me."

"You had a dream again didn't you?"

He asked softly, his heart breaking for her. It had been almost 5 weeks since Kate had gone missing in middle of a case. He remembered solving the case, finding her, exposed, inches away from being violated in the most intimate way. He still had nightmares about it, but it was nowhere as bad as hers, couldn't be. She denied everything, said she would be fine, but Castle knew her better than that. He could see right through her smile, right through the make-up hiding the darkening circles under her eyes, he hears her crying in the bathroom, sees her crying in her and his heart breaks for her. He wants to help, but she refuses to let anyone in.

So, the fact that she is calling, asking for help or just company, he wasn't going to question it. Leaving a note for his mother and Alexis in case either woke up and couldn't find him.

"I'm not going anywhere Kate, I promise."

Sliding into his car and pulling out of the garage, speeding to Beckett's apartment, he realized she had started to cry and all he wanted to do was hold her and promise her he would never anything like that ever happen to her ever again.

Finally, he reached to her apartment, letting himself in with a key she trusted him with.

"I'm here, I'm coming."

Disconnecting the call, he locked her front door and made his way to her bedroom. Surprised when he found her curled up in a ball in the corner of the room, pulling on her hair, her phone discarded inches away from her. He made his way over to her, prying her fists from her hair, she immediately threw her arms around his neck as her body shook as she cried. Gently, he picked her up and sat on the bed, holding her as she cried, holding onto him tightly. Silently, he rubbed circles on her back, choosing not to speak, figuring she didn't want words, just company and comfort.

After awhile, her body calmed and her crying quited, as tears continued to pour silently down her face and unto his soaked T-Shirt. She relaxed her grip on him and looked up at him.

"Thank you."

He tightened his grip around her waist, lowering his head to kiss her forehead.

"Sleep Kate, I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here when you wake up."

She buried her face into his shirt, inhaling deeply, letting the scent of him and the feel of his arm possessively around her lull her to sleep.

End A/N: So? How was it? Should I continue or does it suck so far? Leave your reviews! Thank you! If I get any encouragement, I'll be sure to update .. like tomorrow or something! I pretty much have it planned out. Let's just hope I don't lose the motivation. But you know what helps with motivation? Reviews! Thanks!

Ashley.