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Before he knew it he was sitting on the swing. Their swing. Katherine Beckett had once again broken his heart. She had chosen to risk her life before him. The rain ran down his cheeks and soon enough he couldn't separate the rain from the tears he could feel in his eyes. He had no idea why he had ended up there, he had left Alexis at her all-nighter and driven off with intention of getting home... not to the park. Their park. He couldn't see anything anything through his watery eyes but he didn't care. He didn't care about anything tonight. The only thing he might have been able to focus on was Alexis but he'd promised her he was fine and that he wouldn't worry about her too much, she would be fine during her graduation party. His thoughts kept going to her, Kate. How could she do this? Her walls had been on their way down. He couldn't stop thinking about their conversation, their fight. Their last fight. He'd never see her again. Even if she somehow survived she'd never want to see him again after what he did. He knew he should've told her from the start, but he also knew that this fight would've been inevitable. No matter what she'd still chose running towards the danger, towards her death. Suddenly he heard the chains beside him move and he looked there instantly only to find the one he's been thinking about sitting down beside him. On her swing. She was looking down at her hands. He wasn't sure if she'd even noticed him the way her eyes didn't move up at the feeling of someone watching. Maybe she'd been deep in thought and hadn't seen one of the swings was occupied. He couldn't deal with this. He couldn't stand the thought of another round of the fight they'd had only a couple hours before. So, he stood up. But before he could even lift his foot to leave she opened her mouth.

"Please don't go."

He glared at her.

"Me? You don't want me to go? Too late for that" he spat before he noticed the tears that were falling down her cheeks.

Or was it rain? She wasn't crying over him, right? There was no way she could be crying over him. She looked down and took a raspy breath.

"I was wrong."

He looked at her with wide eyes. Had he heard right?

"I... I'm sorry Castle. I... shouldn't have let you go" she quickly continues when she saw his hesitation, thinking she might not get another chance.

He stood still, didn't know whether to walk away or if he should stay and hear her out. He loved her, nothing could change that, but he didn't want nor need to get his heart broken again. He could only take as much. She could see the hurt in his eyes and hated herself for what she had done. She didn't deserve his forgiveness, yet she couldn't help but plead for it.

"I'm sorry Rick."

The use of his first name made him flinch, took him out of his trance.

"I can't do this" he said turning away to take a few steps away.

He heard the chains move again and suddenly she was in front of him. He stopped but didn't look at her. She didn't know what to do, what to say to make him understand that she chose wrong. She should've chosen him, not running into the danger.

"Beckett, what do you want?" he eventually said coldly, he'd had enough.

"You" she took a deep breath. "I just want you" she gave up.

She couldn't stand the dancing anymore. Couldn't stand hurting him and trying to tell him through subtext anymore. When she saw his shocked and confused face she launched forwards, grabbed his face and put her mouth over his. Her lips moved over his but he was too shocked, too surprised, to act. Just as sudden as her lips had been on his they were gone. She looked up at him. It was now up to him, if he wants to give her, them, another chance or if it was too late for them to happen.

"What happened?" he suddenly demanded to know.

He needed to know what had changed her mind. He needed to know if she really wanted this or if she was just after his help with something on the case.

"I almost died, and all I could think about was you. I just want you. I don't care about anything else."

Her eyes were looking straight into his, shining with the truth he was finally privileged to hear.

"I know I did wrong. And I still want justice for my mom but..." she paused, tried to find the right words, "I know she would never want me to pursue something that would kill me and destroy the only happiness I've found since she passed."

He was stunned at her words, never knew he meant this much to her.

"If you still love me... I'm all yours" she got quiet.

It was all up to him. And there was no way he was going to miss this opportunity to be with the woman he thought he lost. Without much warning he crushed his lips back at hers, pulling a moan from her throat.

"I'll always love you, Kate Beckett. Nothing can change that, believe me, I've tried to get over you so many times when I've figured I had no chance with you."

She felt both saddened and joyful at his words.

"Lets get the hell out of here before we catch a cold" he said after they had been quiet staring at each other for a while.

Kate had totally forgotten about the pouring rain soaking her hair and clothes.

"Sounds like a good idea" she agreed taking his hand in hers.

Carefully she intertwined their fingers and her eyes met a beautiful smile and eyes filled with love.

"Lets go home" she pulled him with her.

Together they walked the path towards his loft where they helped each other out of their soaking clothes. As soon as they were undressed they decided to go into a hot, steamy shower.

THE END

A/N:

Might write a continuation of this too depending on how many who wants a second part and if I find the time to do it. Anyway, comment your thoughts and thank you so much for reading. Love you! xoxo