Frozen Love (A Castle Fanfiction)

Embodiment of Love

A.N: Mature Audiences ONLY for sexual content!! Like, seious sexual content. This will be the only chapter like this, so feel free to scroll ahead because it's a good book otherwise, but please be warned that there is sexual content in this chapter.

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My heart beat inside my ears as he led me through the halls of my apartment building. It was the day after the case before we'd actually gotten to my apartment. Before we had been able to get there that first night, my conscience caught up with me and we had to go back to the precinct and help with the case. After a great many hours working it, we'd been led to a van and together we followed it. Rick and I had been alone in the car debating which route our van would take before we caught up with Nazija and forced her to stop the van. After I informed her that her daughter was safe with us, I joined Castle at the back of the van.

There we saw it. A bomb was placed inside with a timer set for merely two minutes as it counted down. Fallon was no help to us as we stared down the radioactive explosive. That same radiation detector that had gone off before once again hollered at us as we stood helplessly by. Neither of us could defuse the bomb. Anyone who'd been trained to do this was further out than we had time to wait for. It was hopeless. We could do nothing to stop the death of these hundreds of thousands of people including our loved ones. The timer began to count down and as it reached five seconds, we could do nothing but look at each other.

Once again, my body was unable to cope and the only word I was allowed by my own weakness was, "Castle." We were going to die. Four seconds and he held out his hand. Three seconds and I clung to his hand with all of my heart. Gathered in his loving gaze, another second was wasted. At the very last second, with desperation immanent, I watched closely as Richard shot out his arm and ripped away every cord from the timer. Sparks flew from the disconnect and I was certain, in that moment, that he'd caused the bomb to go off.

But it didn't go off.

Seconds passed before I reopened my eyes and stared into the image before me. Nothing had changed but the time on the clock having run out and the chords lying on the floor of the van. We were alive. All of us, everyone was alive. Shock over came me as joy rushed through my every limb. We were alive! Not even Castle knew what he was doing was going to work, but it did. He was in awe at the sight, wordless due to his emotions. I wanted to stand on top of the nearest skyscraper and shout to the world that we were still here! We were alive!

My heart raced. My body flew into over drive, completely energized by the adrenaline. My palms were sweaty. My mind was empty, yet overwhelmingly full. Words were impossible to find, but words weren't needed. As quickly as it had happened, nothing happened as fast as Rick launching to me and pulling me to him, expressing every joy he ever felt with me. Feeling him made me melt. Against him, I was completely helpless, safe, barely able to move. He made me go limp in every way aside from my instinctual play with his embrace.

His hands held my face to his and then moved down around my body, pulling me closer, tighter, so that every part of my body could cling to his. Together our lips were bonded. Even when they separated we were too close to notice. While we breathed in one another, he slowly rejuvenated me and I somehow gained the ability to stand up on my own. Once I was renewed, we ended the embrace as the awareness of the city around us came up. But that didn't stop us from smiling. That didn't stop us from knowing. Nothing could have stopped us from using our unspoken language to tell each other we loved one another with every moment we were in each other's gaze.

Now, after telling that story a hundred times, after having a beer with the boys and our Captain, after Rick called his mother and daughter and told them that they were safe and could come home, we were inside my apartment, and he'd wasted no time regaining the intensity of the climax of our story from the street.