Post season 8 Castle Headcanons
Castle picking up the kids from school bringing them to the precinct to visit mommy, Captain Kate Beckett-Castle. Sometimes they get to hang out with Aunt Lanie, & Uncles Ryan and Esposito too. Castle often brings dinner for his wife. She sometimes forgets to eat, seeing as she’s not on the streets nearly as much. Not as many opportunities to go out and pick up some food on the case. Though, the boys do offer sometimes.
Castle buys Lanie very nice Spa certificates, jewelry, etc and new equipment for the morgue. And a cappuccino machine.
Kate always bringing Lanie coffee, treats, etc. when she’s called to a crime scene.
Castle surprising Kate with a puppy for their 5th anniversary. At first, she’s convinced it was to entertain their kids but he reminds her of their time taking care of Royal, the dog show judge’s own golden retriever companion. Kate had mentioned that she’d been wanting to get a dog then. In fact, they both did. Now was the perfect time. (s4, e13)
Big “Sissy” Alexis and Gram babysitting/ absolutely spoiling the kiddos during “Caskett” date nights or late nights at the office/precinct.
Kate meets up with victims’ relatives on occasion to comfort them when they need it. Usually from Joanne Delgado, whose mother was stuffed in her safe during a home invasion/robbery. (s1, e7)
Detective Karpowski coming back to the 12th on a case of her own to get a consult. When her case is solved they all take her out for a celebratory beer. They reminisce about her time at the 12th, and of course, the Bet ™. (s2, e2)
Jeremy preswick and Emma Carnes run into castle and Beckett one day at the park while walking their dog, Lucy. They chat for a bit. Both Emma and Jeremy are excited because it seems that Jeremy was starting to gain some of his memories back from before the shooting at the art gallery. They’re still living together. Rebuilding what they once had as much as possible with Jeremy’s memory lapse. But that’s ok with Emma. They both seem very happy to have each other. (s2, e11)
Castle decides to do his PI work from home. Alexis helps man the office with Hayley. Rick plays more of a consultant role at this point, seeing as he has three youngsters to watch. The cases he helps with are rather sparse and small but it keeps him occupied and happy. He never fails to get super excited/giddy when he gets a case that somehow intercepts with an investigation from the 12th. Of course, the Castles now have a deadbolt on the apartment door. Given the wild shit they’ve dealt with before, both of them being in the same dangerous line of work, their children’s safety was a bit more of a concern.
Jenny, Kate, Hayley, Lanie, Alexis, and Martha having a girls’ day every so often. Brunch and spa days, mani/pedis, etc. Kate even convinces the hubby to let them use the vacation house in the Hamptons sometimes for a weekend.
The poker games continue! Both the bestsellers crew, and Rick’s “Gotham City” crew, plus Kate. The Castles’ are no longer shy about kicking each other’s asses. Kate wins a good 55% of the time. Out of all of them. Montgomery’s chair is honored with the same rule as with the best sellers crew. Nobody sits there. Sometimes, former captain Gates joins them. She enjoys watching Kate whooping Castle’s ass. Very much.
Annual New Year’s party at the Castles’ place. Jenny & Ryan, little Sarah Grace and Nicholas Javier, Lanie, Esposito, Hayley, Vicram, Alexis, Martha, Jim (Beckett) and of course the Castles’; Rick, Kate and little Lily, Jake and Reece. Sometimes Gates makes a special appearance. The grownups play some of poker once the kids are asleep.
The boys going to games together. Sometimes clubs. Castle lists Javi on his insurance for the Ferrari. Javi likes to try to pick up chicks if he can with the fancy car.
Castle finding out Kate and Jim’s favorite baseball team(s) and getting them all the tickets he can get his hands on. The best seats. Close enough for a chance to catch a flyaway ball… just for Kate. They usually bring the kids. And sometimes Castle.
The whole 12th gang getting tickets/invites to the next broadway play featuring The Martha Rodgers.
Mia “The Nose” Lazlo (s8, e5) sends Kate special order perfumes that she’s helped test. Mia and Castle exchange emails every now and then. Castle always makes sure to send her tickets to his mother’s shows.
Kate and Jim have a tradition to visit the late Johanna Beckett’s grave on her birthday. Sometimes Castle comes along. Sometimes they bring the kids, if they’re up for it. They always bring flowers. Kate, Jim, and the kids like to give her little updates on the things happening in their lives.
The 12th detectives , Lanie and Castle visit Captain Montgomery’s grave, when they can. They keep in touch with his family. Make sure they’re doing ok.
The team going to each other’s kids dance recitals, science fairs, etc. They have play dates with each other.
Summer cook outs/ memorial weekend/ July 4th at the Hamptons with he whole crew! (Or whoever’s available.)
On particularly difficult cases, castle hosts Blue Nights at The Haunt. Cops get drinks free. Though, the 12th crew always get some sort of friends & family discount. There is also a small shrine to Roy behind the bar. Every time any of them visit, they have a drink in his honor.
Dinner dates at Q3. Being good friends with the owner and the new chef really makes the whole experience that much better. Beckett and Madison get to catch up every now and then. And castle gets to try Chef Wong’s oven roasted pork belly glaze that she’d made on Kitchen Wars. (e2, e22)
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Benophie Week: Day 3
Prompt: Reunited
"Can I touch you? I'm not sure I believe it otherwise."
An excerpt from another WIP. For, like so many others, I jumped on the Bridgerton Brother Detective Agency au. Set in the year 1960.
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Even though the police had barrelled in with flashing torchlights and revolvers, even though the perpetrators had been hauled off screeching; even now as the inspector spoke in mellow tones to Anthony and Kate—still Benedict stayed.
Still he caged her in with his arms, covering her with his body as her breaths gradually calmed. Still he muttered over and over, into her ear and her coils,
“You’re safe, you’re safe, you’re safe, you’re safe…” A mantra she knew wasn't just for her. Gradually it evolved as he found her eyes and she noticed he’d lost his round spectacles in the chaos.
“You must know, I didn’t like the plan—I didn’t agree to it. I would have rescued you straight away. I would not have let that psycho put his fingers on you, I would have shot him in the head, damn the confession—"
Sophie’s eyes roamed over all the features she thought she would have to keep in her dreams and nightmares. The final image of them being when…when…
“Ben?” Her fingers trembled as they reached out for him. “Can I touch you? I’m not sure I believe it otherwise.”
His eyes softened and he leant forward, putting his cheek into her hand so she could feel the heat. He took her other hand and put it on his heart, so she could feel the beat.
“I’m here,” he whispered, his breath fanning over her lips. “I’m here and I am not going anywhere.” Her hand fisted itself in his shirt, her vision came blurry.
“Ben…”
And then she collapsed into sobs. Finally releasing the terror and pain that adrenaline had smothered ever since they had put a bag over her head and tied her feet together. Adrenaline that flooded out in her shaking frame now that she no longer had a gun to her temple.
He tried to pull her in closer, but she held his face, trying to look him in the eye and speak through her sobs,
“I love you, I love you, I love you—”
“Soph, I kn—”
“I love you, I love you—”
“Soph you don’t—”
“I do, I do! I didn’t say it enough, not before…before…I love you.”
The words she had thought had died along with him. The words she had thought over and over whenever she replayed that awful moment, the one Aramitna had forced her to watch…to watch…
“I know,” his voice broke. “And I love you too.”
Sophie pulled him onto her in a desperate kiss. And just like the first time she had walked into the detective agency and he’d smiled at her; or when she had danced in his arms; or during that first kiss…everything settled.
They pulled away, resting their foreheads together.
“I don’t ever want to be away from you again,” he whispered
“Then marry me.”
Benedict's head whipped up.
“What?”
Sophie did not take her eyes off his, her smile growing as she repeated the sentiment,
“Marry me.”
“What about all your sentiments about racial divides being unconquerable chasms?”
“We’ll just have to find a way to build a bridge,” she replied and for once she did not feel a tremor at the thought. “All I know is that I never wish to lose you again.”
“I don't enjoy socialite events.”
“As if I ever did." Her fingers traced his features, soon to be a constant rather than a fantasy. "We’ll make our own way, in a place with our people.” Her grin faltered at his goggling. “Or you could say no—”
“Yes,” he rushed out. “Yes, yes, yes,” he chorused between kisses until she giggled. “A thousand times yes.”
They kissed sealing the promise, on top of the mantra that settled in their hearts. The only one that truly mattered.
Love. Love. Love. Love
A thousand times over to infinity.
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