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Wake Up Call - Chapter 5

Title: Wake Up Call

Author: fbi-woman

Rating: K+ for now for language. May go up later.

Type: Castle, Caskett

Spoilers: Definitely watch the finale first. Or this makes absolutely no sense.

Disclaimer: Sadly they’re not mine. If they were, the season 2 finale would have gone quite differently lol.

Summary: It’s what best friends are for.

Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four

New Stuff:

A/N: I’m now en route to Kentucky for Pony Finals, and it’s a 9-10 hour drive so I figured it was a good time to get writing. I was really conflicted about what to do with story, which is why it’s taken me so long to update. I actually intended it to be like 2 or 3 chapters max and smutty, but somehow it ended up being longer and angsty. I was going to have the smutty ending happen now, but I know a lot of people were hoping I wouldn’t put them in bed together so soon after they reconciled and I know a lot of people wanted this story to keep going. I’m not very good with the saga type thing; as I’m sure you’ve noticed, I have a hard time not getting distracted with other things and updating regularly :P. I also wanted to have this wrapped up before season 3 starts. So I came up with what I hope is a good compromise between what I wanted and what the majority of you seem to want. This will still be the last chapter, but it happens differently than I intended and it’s very dialogue heavy. I hope I don’t disappoint!


“So there’s an us?”

“Yeah, there’s an us.”

Kate smiled to herself as she replayed in her mind the conversation they just had, only half listening to the ringing on the other end of the cell phone she held to her ear. Sometimes it scared her how quickly things could change, but she pushed that aside for the time being. She could worry later; right now, she just wanted to be happy for a while.


“Hey Lanie.”

“Girl, you better tell me what the hell is going on. You do realize you thanked me for interfering with your love life, right?”

“I did. And I meant it.”

“So you wanna tell me why you didn’t bite my head off instead?”

She chuckled. “You were right.”

“Can I get that on paper?” Lanie interjected.

“You want to hear the rest of it, or not?”

“Okay, okay. Continue.”

“As I was saying, you were right. I was being unfair. I didn’t want to see it from another perspective, and I didn’t want to see how I was just as much at fault, if not more so.”

“But now you do.”

“I guess I thought I was the only one kicking myself over the whole thing.”

“What changed your mind?”

“The card that came with the flowers. I wanted to sting back, and I did, and it didn’t feel like I thought it would. We’ve both wasted enough time being hurt by each other, and it’s always going to come back to this.”

“So you guys made up?”

“I don’t know that we’re at forgive-and-forget, but we’re getting there.”

“And you’re together?”

“Uh huh.”

Lanie let out a squeal. “I’m so happy for you! You guys are good for each other, Kate.”

“I’m starting to agree with you.”

“Good. Because I’m right about that too.”

She laughed. “Anyways, we’re going out for dinner, so I wanted to give you the go ahead to go home.”

“You’re gonna make me wait until tomorrow to hear about your date?”

“Yep, sorry.”

“I guess I can forgive you. But you owe me.”

“Oh I know.”

“Good. Now go have fun with your writer boy.”

“Thanks Lanie.”


They disconnected and Kate headed back to Castle’s living room.

“Ready to go?”

As much as she teased him about immaturity, she secretly loved when he got that look like a kid in a candy store. “All set.”


They walked in comfortable silence to a little diner down the street, where they slipped into a corner booth at the back of the room. Rick sat down in front of her, a huge grin on his face.


His smiled widened. “Nothing.”



She rolled her eyes.

“Maybe I just like the idea of being on a date with you.”

“I don’t recall anyone saying this was a date.”

“Am I paying for dinner?”

“You never let me pay.”

“And do I get to kiss you goodnight later?”

“Maybe… if behave yourself.”

“See? It’s clearly a date.”

“You want me to say it, don’t you?”

“I would like that, yes.”

She sighed. “Okay Rick, it’s a date.” She had to laugh at the giddy look on his face.

The waiter arrived to take their order and again they lapsed into a comfortable silence until Kate spoke up.

“So are you going back to the Hamptons for the summer?”

He looked confused. “No.”

“You were going there to write.”

“Oh, yeah.”

“But now you’re not.”


“You don’t have to stay here for me.”

“I know.”

“Okay. As long as you know.”

“I think I’m still going to take a break from the precinct though. Just until I finish Naked Heat. I’m already in the doghouse for missing my deadline.”

“I’m still not thrilled about that title. Oh and for the record? When you do come back, this – ” she gestured between them, “has to stay outside of work.”

“I know. We play by your rules… since I don’t really have any.”

She shook her head. “What am I gonna do with you?”

“Anything you want.” He gave her a wicked grin.

“That’s not what I meant.”

“I know.”


As they left the restaurant he cautiously took her hand, secretly thrilled when she let him.

“Do you want to come back over for a movie?”

“Sure. As long as I get to pick the movie.” There was no hesitation in her response.

“I can live with that.”

They arrived at his building and he held open the door for her, following close behind as they moved towards the elevator. The doors parted instantly then slid closed behind them, sealing them in solitude for the brief ride. In moments they were at his front door and stepping across the threshold.

“The DVD collection is in the cabinet below the TV if you want to make your pick, and I’ll grab the glasses and wine.”

“Sounds good.”

“Red or white?”


He returned a minute later, full glasses and uncorked bottle in hand, to find her selection had been made and the DVD menu was up on the screen.

“Sleepless in Seattle?”

“What? It’s good.”

He said nothing.

“It is!”

“You and Alexis have disturbingly similar taste.”

“You mean good taste?”

“If that’s what you want to call it.”

She smacked his arm lightly in response to his cheeky grin. After handing her a glass, he pressed play and tentatively put his arm around her.

Sensing his nerves, she turned to face him. “I don’t bite, Rick.”

He couldn’t help himself. “What if I want you to?”

“That’s really more of a second date move.”

“Do I get a second date?”

“We’ll see.”

They were only 10 minutes into the movie when Rick spoke again.



“I really want to kiss you right now.”


“Okay? Is that a yes?”

She smiled at his excitement. “You didn’t ask me anything.”

“Can I kiss you?”


“And you won’t threaten to kill me afterwards?”

“I can’t make any promises.”

“Good enough.”

Her eyes closed as he leaned in and brushed his thumb across her cheek. Their lips met gently; a brief, feather-light caress followed by a second, more demanding one. The third and fourth grew hungrier still. On the fifth she opened her mouth to him and subsequently lost count.

The next time she looked over at the screen, the credits were scrolling by, the top few buttons of his shirt were undone, and one of his hands had slipped under hers. She reluctantly pulled away to look him in the eyes.

“It’s late, I should go.”


She shook her head.

“No funny business, I promise.”

“I’m not sleeping in jeans.”

“I’m sure Alexis has something that will fit you.”

“I don’t know, Rick.”

“Please? I’ll be good, really.” His tone changed then. “I thought I’d lost you. I just want to hold you a little longer.”

She sighed. Why did he have to be so sweet sometimes?

“And you have tomorrow off because of the long weekend, so you don’t have to get up early for work.”

He had her there. Not to mention the thought of her empty apartment seemed rather uninviting compared to the notion of being warm in his arms.

“Fine, but just this once. Don’t get used to it.”

“I can’t make any promises.”

She just rolled her eyes and laughed softly. He was trouble, and she loved it.


A/N: As I finish this, I am now on the drive home from Kentucky lol. I meant to have it done and posted by now, but Pony Finals took up a lot more time than I expected. One of the ponies actually inspired the last line though, so I suppose it was for the best lol. Anyways, I hope this ending isn’t too disappointing for anyone, and I want to thank all of you for sticking with me through my sporadic updates and writers’ block. Fingers crossed for Casketty season 3. Much love, K.
Tags: fanfiction: castle

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