Hi Peoples. Just a little Caskett fluff piece, hope you like!
Disclaimer: Although it would be nice, does not own Castle.
"I told you not to come here!" Castle said to his favourite Detective, a large smirk gracing his face. Beckett glared at him from her position on the ground, in the middle of the crime scene, her hand outstretched.
"Castle, just help me up." Becket didn't want to beg, but she didn't particularly want to stay kneeling in the cold snow either.
"Nope. Not until you promise to listen to me next time." Castle stepped away from her hand, his smirk still firmly in place. He felt bad, but held his ground. She shouldn't be at the crime scene to begin with let alone knee deep in the cold snow.
"The only time I'll ever listen to you is when you start listening to me! If you had I wouldn't be in the state I'm in now!" Becket gritted her teeth and tried unsuccessfully to stand. Being bundled in layers of clothes didn't help her unstable balance either.
"Aaah, Detective, you can't deny you love the "state" your in."
Beckett tried to glare at him, but between her pants beginning to soak through and his correct statement, she really couldn't pretend to stay angry.
"Fine, Castle, you win. This time. Now help me up." Beckett said, her tone indicating this argument was far from over.
"What's the magic word, Detective?" Castle asked, stepping closer.
"There is no magic word! Help me up or you get no sex for a month." Ha, Beckett thought, see how he likes that!
Castle's smile faded slightly, knowing she could very well be serious. He wasn't about to chance it. He sighed and gripped both her hands, tugging her gently upwards until she was standing, her lips mere inches from his. She smiled, leaned in and kissed him soundly.
"Thank you, Mr Castle."
He stepped back, brought her left hand to his mouth and kissed the gleaming solitaire diamond sitting snugly on her ring finger.
"Your very welcome, Mrs. Castle. Now, how about we go back to the precinct, where you should have been all along, and get warmed up. I can't have you and our boys getting pneumonia." He said, indicating her incredibly large protruding stomach. He pulled her back towards his SUV, gripping her hand tighter when she tried to pull free.
"Let me go Castle. I can walk by myself." She grumbled.
"I like holding your hand, so no. And you do realize Montgomery is furious you came to the crime scene? I overheard him say to Esposito he might force you to start maternity leave now, to keep you out of trouble."
Castle opened the passenger door for her and, after glaring at him, Beckett manouvered herself into the car.
"I've still got 2 weeks left before I go on leave so everyone will have to deal with me until then." Beckett murmered, absently rubbing her belly where one of the boys was kicking. Casltle leaned on the car door frame and watched her.
"I love you."
"I love you to, Rick."