612Disclaimer: I'm not making any money off Castle or any of this story, I just like writing it.
Author's Note: Here's a new Castle story. I honestly haven't decided that it's going to have a lot of plot, but it won't be boring, either. This way I can play with a relationship that I've already begun and it'll be fun for me and hopefully for anyone who reads it.
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"Get him!"
"I got him."
"Did you get him?"
"I just said I got him."
Rick Castle looked over the railing of the second floor, and saw that Kate Beckett had, indeed, managed to get the man they'd been chasing. It helped that the guy had fallen off the fire escape and broken his leg, but she had her bad guy.
And that was all that mattered.
Castle grinned, watching as she handcuffed him, while Detectives Ryan and Esposito came running up from where they'd been waiting to cut off any escape. Both holstered their guns when they saw that their suspect wasn't going anywhere any time soon.
"You okay?" Esposito asked.
Beckett nodded.
"Yeah. Did you get the other guy?"
"Unies are taking him to the precinct now," Ryan assured her.
"Good. We need to get an ambulance for this one."
"I'll call it in," Ryan told her, reaching for his phone.
Beckett nodded and wiped her forehead with her sleeve, looking over at Castle.
"Are you okay?
"Yeah."
The guy had been carrying a gun but had been so scared of the police pursuit that he had flung it at them instead of shooting at them. It had actually hit Castle, slowing him, which was how Beckett had managed to get so far ahead of him.
She smiled, relieved.
"Good."
He gave her an odd look, wondering what had her in such a good mood. Yes, they'd caught the bad guys, but they caught bad guys all the time, and these guys weren't even really the worst of the bad. She normally wasn't quite so cheerful at a bust. Especially since she was going to have to explain the broken leg.
He caught Ryan's gaze and the detective grinned. Which made him give Ryan an odd look, too.
"What?"
The other man shrugged.
"Nothing."
He frowned, and looked at Esposito, who was watching them.
"What?"
Esposito gave him an innocent look.
"What, what?"
"Ready to go?" Beckett asked him, just as an ambulance pulled up to check out their collar.
He threw the other guys a final look and then nodded.
"Yeah."
Whatever was going on, he was pretty sure he'd find it out sooner rather than later.
OOOOOOOOO
"Good job, Beckett…"
Kate smiled as she sat down at her desk, a fresh cup of coffee in her hand.
"Thank you, Captain."
Montgomery looked over at Castle, who was watching Esposito interview one of the men they'd caught.
"Did you tell him?"
"No, not yet. I haven't had a chance."
"He's not going to say no."
Her smile widened.
"I know."
"You're nervous?" he asked. "That's understandable."
"No. Not really. I just haven't had a chance to talk to him about it. He's been busy with some school project he's been helping Alexis with and with this case I haven't really had much time to bring it up."
"Better do it."
"I know."
"Soon."
She nodded, and took a sip of her coffee.
"Yes, sir."
Castle came over only a few minutes later, grinning with excitement – which didn't surprise her at all.
"He totally did it."
"Did he confess?" she asked.
He waved a hand aside, taking a drink of coffee that he'd poured as soon as they'd arrived at the precinct.
"Almost. It won't be long. Esposito's got him in the palm of his hand."
She smiled at his enthusiasm, and decided it was a good time to cheer him up even more.
"What are you doing next week?"
He looked surprised by the question and sat down on the edge of her desk, and she knew by the sudden gleam in his eyes that he was going to say something smart-assed.
"Nothing that I know of. Why? Romantic interlude?"
She rolled her eyes, more amused than annoyed. He brought the phrase up maybe once a week and it was always in fun and never more than teasing. He was interested in a relationship, she knew, but there was no rush as far as he was concerned and she knew that as well.
"Actually…"
His eyebrow rose.
"Yes…?"
"There's a convention next week."
"Comic com?" he asked, hopefully.
She shook her head.
"That's in July."
He looked impressed and surprised at the same time.
"Oh, my God, I love you."
She smiled.
"A police convention in Seattle. I'm going to go – to make up for missing the Northeastern convention. I thought I'd see if you wanted to come, too."
Castle grinned, excitedly; it was the last thing he'd expected to hear. Especially considering the way they'd missed the last convention.
"Really?"
She shrugged.
"Interested?"
"It's too far for me to fly…"
Beckett smiled, ready to do a little teasing of her own.
"That's why I picked the one in Seattle."
It was his turn to roll his eyes, and he mimed stabbing himself in the heart.
"Cruel woman."
"Do you want to come?"
"Are you kidding? Of course I do."
"Will Martha watch Alexis?"
"Yup."
"You might discuss it with her before you volunteer her."
"Yeah. But she'll say yes." He smirked, and again she knew he was going to turn into smart-ass. Sure enough, the moment he opened his mouth she was proven right. "One room or two?"
She rolled her eyes, but she wasn't annoyed like she might have been before the last convention attempt.
"Two rooms. Different floors."
He grinned and stood up. It didn't matter what she said. He was stoked by the idea of going to a convention. Even one in Seattle. Especially if she was going to be there, too.
"Sounds fun."
Beckett just nodded her agreement.
"Yeah. Kind of a do over, huh?"
He nodded as well; his smile tinted slightly with guilt that he knew he shouldn't feel but sometimes still did.
"Yeah."
