Castle waking up in bed, alone. Maybe he reaches out for the other side of the bed, and when he touches nothing he furrows his brow, blinks open his eyes and looks around. After a couple of confused seconds he slowly realises she’s gone. He says “Kate?” quietly, hopelessly, and then sits up and puts his head in his hands and rubs his fingers over his eyes because she’s gone, and how stupid could he be to think she really just wantedhim? But then the door creaks and his head snaps up and there she is, coming tip-toedly into his bedroom in nothing but his dark purple button-down shirt and with the most adorable air-dried curly mess of hair he’s ever seen and with two mugs of coffee in her hands and he thinks that his heart is going to fall out, because he’s never been quite so happy as he is right then.
“Three years ago, a great love story began to unfold. A story about two very different people, brought together by fate, who had no idea how much they truly needed each other. In the beginning, Kate Beckett and Richard Castle saw something in one another, something that they had been searching for their entire lives, and, although they could not admit it at first, something that would bond them together. Always.”—Tv Guide (via sometimesjustafantasy)
Four years we've been right here. Four years just waiting for both of you to just open your eyes to see that you are meant to be. And we are more than shippers. Every Monday, we watch you because it's the only thing that can paint a smile on our faces. Because we think that you are the most remarkable, maddening, challenging, frustrating TV couple we've ever shipped. And we Love You!