"Castle, can we go for a walk?" Beckett asked who was still recovering from being shot.
"Sure, let me get my coat."
Castle and Beckett headed out of the precinct and towards the park. The silence hung over them like a storm.
"Can we sit... on the swings?" Beckett asked since all the benches were taken.
They sat on the rusty swings which creaked with their weight.
"Castle." Beckett finally said turning towards Castle. "I'm... not sure what to say."
"Don't say anything then." Castle said, and she didn't so they sat in silence.
Finally after what felt like eternity to Castle, Beckett spoke, "Did you really mean what you said when I got shot?"
Castle gave her a small smile. "Of course, Kate. I wouldn't say something like that unless it was absolutely true."
"I am not a guy who is very successful in long term relationships." Beckett looked up confused.
Castle continued rambling. "Usually women like me because I'm rich and famous so it doesn't work out."
"But your different, you don't seem to like me at all and I find that unique about you. Something that I like."
"Castle..." Beckett said. "I'm flattered, but I don't think we would work out.
Castle looked into her emerald green eyes. "We could make it work."
"But-"
"No buts." Castle interrupted getting off the swing. "If you feel that way I accept it. I may not be happy but I respect what you want."
"What I want is for you to be happy." Beckett said.
Castle started to walk away leaving Kate to stare sadly after him.
Kate stood up hastily and quickly blocked Castle's path.
Castle blinked. "Kate?" he stammered.
"That's sweet, Castle. So from now on I'm a writer's girl."
Beckett reached up and kissed Castle like she'd never kissed any guy before.
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