(A/n high five if you know what song I quoted in chapter three. Anyhow I just wanted to inform you humans that you can expect a onslaught of caskett fan fics. Now let us continue)
Castle sat down on the coach and put his legs up on the table.
"You can pick the movie".
He said as his eyes met hers. She nodded and stalked over to the collection of movies and browsed, castle watching her movement. Her face lit up as she found a particular movie and pulled of the shelf.
"Found something good"?
He asked wanting to know what they were about to watch. She ignored his question and carried out her preparations, putting the movie in, grabbing a blanket from the other side of the coach, and then she plopped down right beside castle and leaned into him. Castle stiffened at first but soon relaxed. As the movie began castle knew exactly what they were watching.
"The silence of the lambs".
He said out load and Beckett smiled slightly, nuzzling herself closer to castle. Half way through the movie Kate got up and left to grab water, she entered the kitchen and got a glass without needing to think about were they are. She realized how at home she was here, how calm she was. She slowly drank the water but didn't go back to the living room. She was feeling at home, at castles loft. Hell she was cuddling with him on the coach. There was a part of that wanted to panic, to run and hide. But it was getting drowned out by another, the part of her that was telling to go for it, risk it all. He would not still be there if he didn't actually feel something for her. She let out a sign and began to reenter the living room, she paused when she was positioned slightly behind the couch. She observed castle for a few seconds, the childish, immature, man whom had forced his way into her life. He's saved her life multiple times, sometimes risking his own in the progress. She shook her head and sat back down beside him, deciding she could think about it later, than began to watch the movie again.
"Well that was fun".
Castle said breaking the comfortable silence when the credits began to role on the fifth movie they had viewed. Beckett got off of the couch and stretched, castle following her lead did the same.
"Yah it was".
Beckett agreed as they made there way to the kitchen.
"So what are we doing for dinner, kitten"?
Castle groaned and Beckett chuckled, enjoying getting under his skin.
"Are you ever going to let go of that"?
He asked in a pleading tone.
"Nope".
She replied popping the p. They ended up making stir fry, both teasing the other relentlessly and addressing each other with little nick names.
"So what are we gonna do tomorrow"?
Castle said, amusement dripping from his voice.
"Movie day continuum"?
"I get to pick what we watch".
He stated, as he picked up the dishes and placed the in the dishwasher, not wanting to wash them himself. Both of them were tired even though it wasn't to late, they bid each other goodnight before going to their rooms. When Kate finished changing In to her sleep wear she was hesitant to allow sleep, in fear of another treacherous nightmare. After a near few minutes of lying in bed she lost control and fell into a slumber.
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Terms Of Endearment (Caskett)
FanfictieThey like to tease each other with nicknames, get under the others skin. And now is no different, even with Becketts apartment blown up they still taunted each other. But maybe this time a slight slip of the tongue will do them both some good.