Beta: digitaldesigner
Character(s): Rick Castle, Kate Beckett
Rating: PG
Summary: Castle is brooding after the events of Love Me Dead
Disclaimer: If it looks or sounds like something from Castle, I don't own it.
Spoilers: Love Me Dead
A/N: This popped into my head after watching the ep and I had to write it...
"Oh, would you stop sulking!" Kate Beckett exclaimed, already sick of Castle's pouting. She briefly considered making him sit in the back seat again.
"She played me," Castle said simply, not even attempting to erase the pout from his face.
"Yes, she did," Beckett agreed, not feeling particularly generous. However, when his eyes got just a little bit sadder, she conceded, "Most guys would have fallen for it, though."
"That is so sexist."
Beckett pulled to a stop in front of the precinct and turned in her seat towards him. "Let me take a stab at what happened last night... Now granted, she had gotten someone to beat her up, so that does bump her up a little on the manipulative scale, but you would have been a goner either way.
"So, she was sitting on your doorstep when you got home. She looked up at you with sad eyes that just screamed 'save me, Rick'." Beckett added a little quiver to her voice for effect.
"Okay, that was kind of sexy."
She rolled her eyes, but didn't acknowledge his comment further than that. "It's not an uncommon trick. Most women, if they really want to, can pull it off but don't."
"Why?"
"Because the nice guys are the only one's who fall for it." With that, she got out of the car.
Castle quickly followed after her, all traces of melancholy gone and a smug smirk on his face. "You think I'm a nice guy?"
She shouldn't have said anything.
