This is a little drabble that popped into my head after seeing "Probable Cause," which I didn't get to see until yesterday because Hurricane Sandy killed my power. Anyway, I think I'll make this story the home of any one-shots I come up with and have no other place to post. Enjoy.
Once Tyson was definitely in the water, Rick wrapped his arms around Kate's shoulders and pulled her to him. He buried his nose in her hair, breathing her in, thinking of how close he came to losing her- again. She hugged him back with all the strength she had, a soft sob escaping her, for she had almost lost him as well.
After a few moments of silence, Kate gently broke apart. "Let's call this in, and then we'll go home." He didn't know if home meant her place or his, but it didn't matter, because wherever she was was home.
They went back to his place, figuring that his family was probably worried about him. After an hour of questions from Martha and Alexis, they both headed out for the evening, Martha to her studio and Alexis to her dorm.
Kate had just finished putting up the coffee, and brought both of their mugs over to the couch. She handed him his mug, and sat down beside him, as close to his side as she could be without being on top of him. He draped an arm over her shoulder, and she nuzzled into him. They sat in comfortable silence, just happy that they were both together.
"Hm?" she answered, the cup of coffee pressed to lips.
"Can I ask you something?"
"You know I would never cheat on you, right?" He knew his voice was trembling. Kate recognized the fear masked in his tone.
"I know, Rick. When they found those emails...I didn't know what to think. But I've known you long enough to know you're not that man. At least, not anymore."
"Kate, I may have been with many women when I was younger- and believe me, those days were not my finest moments- but I was never with more than one woman at once. If I was yours, I was no one else's. And Meredith cheated on me. I know the sting of having someone betray your trust, and I would never ever do that to anyone, especially someone I care about as much as I care about you."
"I know that, too. Which is why I couldn't believe any of this. Lanie kept asking me how well I really know you...and I told her I knew you well enough to know you would never do something like this."
"Katie," he began, putting down his mug on the coffee table. "You don't have to say it back to me yet if you're not ready, and it's not like you haven't already heard it, but I really just need to say it out loud. I love you, Kate. I love you. I love you more than anything else in this world. And I would never- NEVER- dream of doing anything that would hurt you. Because I could never survive losing you."
Tears started to swim in her eyes as she too put down her mug. She brought a hand up to his cheek to stroke the rough stubble there. "I love you, too, Rick. And I could not live without you either." The tears that she had desperately been trying to hold in for days now began flowing like the dam to her soul had broken. He pulled her into his embrace, resting his head atop hers, his tears falling into her hair as hers saturated his shirt.
"I almost lost you," she whispered.
"I know. But we're here now, together. And that's what's important, right?"
She sniffled, wiping away some tears with the sleeve of her shirt. "Right."
"How's your cheek, baby? You've got a nasty cut there."
"It's a little sore, but nothing I can't handle."
"Good." He kissed her temple. "Why don't we head to bed, hm?"
"Sounds like a plan, Mr. Castle."
It had been days since they'd fallen asleep together. She hated having to leave him in holding overnight, while she went home alone. She honestly could not fall asleep with out his arms wrapped around her. When did I become that girl? She wondered. But she honestly couldn't bring herself to care. She loved him too much, and she was perfectly happy with that.
He was taking a much deserved shower, so she took this time to change into the pajamas she kept at his place. They were only a pair of leggings and a t-shirt, and she was cold, so she went looking for one of his sweatshirts. It was at least two sizes too big on her, but it was warm and smelled like him, and it made her feel safe for the first time in days.
"Ah, it's nice to be back in my own home, with my own fluffy robe," he announced, exiting the bathroom. He was such a girl sometimes. "But I'm happier that I'm here with my girl." He took in her current wardrobe. "And there's nothing sexier than finding her in my clothes."
She crawled across the bed, and pulled him down to kiss her. "I love you," she told him, eyes sparkling.
"I love you too."
He padded to his dresser, tugged on a pair of boxer shorts and a t-shirt, then made his way back to his amazing, gorgeous girlfriend.
They snuggled up under the covers, Kate's back pressed into Rick's stomach, his arm draped tightly over her waist, pulling her to him. Kate was already asleep, and he was fading fast. He breathed in the scent of his bed mingling with the strong scent of cherries. Boy, was he glad to be home.
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