I'm not that Drunk

First fanfic, please be kind and take into account my ignorances..

Disclaimer: I dont own anything, just playin'

Kate walks into The Old Haunt, sets down at the bar and orders a shot of tequila and a beer. Then another shot. Josh had called earlier, he just wanted to inform her that he was going to be gone twice as long as he had previously thought. She couldn't be mad at him for wanting to save the world, but it still hurt. What's the point of them being together if they are never together?

Kate ask for another beer and that the bartender just leave the bottle of tequila.

Josh is out there somewhere healing the sick and shes here putting the sick behind bars. It seems both their jobs just take up too much of their time for them to be seriously involved in a relationship. And that's exactly what she told Josh. She didn't blame him or try to make him feel guilty, she just said that they both seemed more into their jobs than each other. Just like that, it was over. Another failed relationship for Detective Kate Beckett.

When the tequila bottle neared half empty and a couple guys started getting a little too touchy-feely, the bartender grabbed the phone and called his boss. He knew Richard Castle would want to do something about this himself.

Rick walks into his bar and scans the crowd looking for Kate. It doesn't take long to find her, she's "dancing" in the corner with two quys and there isn't even any music. He walks right up to them and places himself between Kate and one guy, reaches around her waist and pushes guy number two away. She places her hands around Ricks neck, presses her body to him and leans in and whispers to him, "Welcome to the party Ricky".

"Beckett" he says as he's pulling her arms from around his neck, "let me get you some coffee."

The two bozos that were all but feeling her up a moment ago had retreated back to the bar. They had seen Rick with her enough to know that she was "his".

Kate still had her body pressed very close to Ricks and was running her fingers through his hair as he helped her walk back towards the bar. "I don't want coffee Ricky." She stated, then leaned into his ear as she started running her hand slowly up and down his chest. "I wanna dance," her hand opened the top button of his shirt, "I want to feel," another button and as she nibbles on his ear she whispered, "I wanna Fuck."

He had never heard the detective use such a word. A filthy word, a down right nasty word, it was wrong... but oh how it turned him on. Time to put a stop to this he thought as he bent forward and propelled her body over his shoulder. "We will be downstairs." He told the bartender, then added "bring me a pot of coffee and some asprin."

As they desended down the stairs to his private office, Kates head was near his wasit and her hands started roaming downwards. "You have a very nice ass." she told him as she ran her hands roughly over his butt checks, " I bet you also have a very impressive cock!"

"Beckett!"

"You shouldn't talk like that." He told her as he lay her down on the couch. She looked at him with questioning eyes, and ask " You mean, you don't like my bedroom voice?"

What should I tell her, he thought. Do I lie and tell he I don't like it, that it doesn't do anything for me? Or should I admit what she means to mean? Forget her ever absent boyfriend and take my chance?

"NO!..I mean yes uhh, no. I mean, you shouldn't be saying these things to me, and you wouldn't be if you weren't drunk."

"My blood-alcohol level has nothing to do with this." The way she was looking at him as she spoke had Rick's head spinning and he hadn't drunk a drop! " I have been fantisizing about you quite abit lately. Things I want to do to you, things you would do to me...umm" There's that moan again, he thought, the same sound she made when they kissed few weeks back. He had felt it was more than just a "cover" kiss, but tried not to think too much about what she felt about it, until now. Now his head was spinning, thinking about the sounds she makes when shes turned on, and wondering what other sounds he can produce from her. It was killing him. Yet, he let he continue.."Ohh Rick" she whispered as she pulled him fully onto the couch with her, " I want to feel you."

Kate pulled on his shirt until their mouths were almost touching and she licked her lips, "I want to taste you." Then she brushed her lips over his. She parted her lips just enough to sneak her tounge out and skimmed it over his lips. That's all it took. Rick framed her face with his hands and then kissed her. Soft at first just as she had done, but then pulled her bottom lip into his mouth and sucked it just enough to fire her up. Kate's hands went to work immediatly on his shirt buttons as she kissed, licked, and bit Ricks face and neck. Things were getting out of hand fast and Rick knew no matter how badly he wanted this, he had to stop. So, being the gentleman he is, he took hold of her hands, pulled away from her heavenly mouth, stood and rebuttoned his shirt.

There was a knock and then the office door opened and Rick met the bartender half way taking the coffee and asprin from him. "Thanks" was all that was said as the two men nodded to each other.

Rick made a cup for Kate and took it to her along with the asprin. "Here, take these, and drink this." She sat up a little and did as she was told. As she sipped the coffee she told him, "I'm not that drunk Castle.".. Coffee working already he wondered? She's back to calling me Castle.."We don't have to stop. I don't want to stop. I may have gotten carried away a little upstairs with those two guys, but I wouldn't have let that go too far. I just needed a little pick-me-up I guess." She drank more coffee then leaned her head onto the back of the couch and closed her eyes.

Rick was pacing the floor as listened to her, contemplating what to say.. "I know Josh is gone alot, but he cares for you Kate. And you care for him. Maybe, someday soon, you two will be able to..ahh, I don't know Kate...I can't talk about this anymore. I can't talk about you two being together, I don't know what to say to make you happy so let me just be honest for a second..I care for you Kate. Not just as friends or partners anymore and it kills me to think about you being with him. If he loved for you half as much as I..uhh.. I mean, as much as he lets on, he would never leave you and I can't sit here and try to convince you it will work out anymore." He finally took a breath, ran his hand through his hair and sat down behind his desk.

Kate walked over to him ,reached out and grabbed his hand, "That's what I told him." Rick sat back in his chair, glanced at their intwined fingers, then back to her as she continued to speak. " I told him tonight, that if either one of us cared enough about where this relationship was going, we would have willingly made more time for each other. I didn't blame him, he didn't blame me, we just both knew it was finally time to admit that it was not going to work out. So, we broke up."

Tears were forming in her eyes so she looked up towards the ceiling so he wouldn't see them as she continued. "I have been thinking about things alot lately Castle, the stress of my job, my moms murder, my relationship with my dad, Josh..."

She let loose of Ricks hand and moved away from him just a little, looked him straight in the eyes to finish her confession. " No matter what part of my life I think about, you are there. You are my best friend, my partner, my always." She smiled at him. "I want more...

Rick grabbed both her hands and pulled her onto his lap. "Kate, I want more too. I have for a very long time." He told her as he framed her face with his hands. "But, I dont want to hear you say things you might not remember tomorrow, and we are not going to do anything you may regret when you are sober."

She leaned closer to his face and said, "I kept pouring shots into other peoples glasses when the bartender wasn't looking. I've only had two beers and two shots of tequila. I knew he would call you...

Rick wasted no time in kissing her after he heard that. He held nothing back, neither did she. Buttons went flying, mouths were devouring, hands exploring..then a knock at the office door interrupted them. "I'm closing up for the night sir." They laughed then stood and readjusted themselves as much as they could, and walked upstairs to the bar.

Before walking out into the cool night air, Rick handed the bartender a very hefty tip and thanked him for calling him, slapped him on the back and said, "Shiny!"