Kate’s nervous, though she isn’t sure why. Castle’s been on a pirate kick for the last month, and the nautical - charms? Metal doohickeys? - attached to the binding of the leather notebook had immediately caught her eye.
She guessed her nervousness might have something to do with going traditional instead of modern. She’d seen a beautiful crystal decanter set online from Waterford, but there was just something about leather. Kate looked at her list for the umpteenth time, making sure she’d got the timeline right.
Yes. Third year, Traditional: Leather, Modern: Crystal.
Three years. Wow. It still amazed her that they were here. That they were STILL here. Through her apartment blowing up, to nearly freezing to death; from dirty bombs, to both being shot - they’d run the gamut.
Strong arms circled her waist and a rumbled “Happy third Anniversary, Kate” voiced in her ear. She turned to her husband and handed him her gift.
7 years ago today, March 9th 2009, Castle aired its premier- Flowers for your grave. Castle is now the 2nd longest scripted primetime abc show in production and shown in many countries around the world!
Thank you for an amazing 7 years, lets hope for more
Ficlet prompt from anon: Rick and Kate go on their date night. (They are married) A cute waiter shamelessly flirts with Kate.
“Fantastic choice, sir,” the waiter, Tommy, says after Castle places the wine order. “You have wonderful taste. Although, I already knew that judging by your companion tonight,” he winks at Kate. “I’ll be right back with your wine, beautiful,” he tells her before turning and walking away.
As the younger man disappears into the kitchen Kate looks back at Castle and notices him frowning.
“He was flirting with you.”
Kate chuckles. “No he wasn’t. He was just being nice. That’s his job. Look, forget about him and let’s decide what to order. I’m starving.”
“Well,” Castle smiles, “I can’t let my wife starve on our anniversary, can I?” he opens the menu and glances over the appetizer section. “This seafood sampler looks pretty good. Want to start with that?”
“That sounds good,” Kate nods and opens her own menu. “What are you going to have for an entrée?”
“I’ve heard the lamb chops here are delicious, so I think I’ll give them a try. You?”
Kate scans the menu a few more moments before making a decision. “I’m going to have the veal.”
“Beauty and brains,” Tommy interjects as he walks back up to the table. “The veal is Chef Fransisco’s specialty. That’s a most excellent choice made by an obviously sophisticated woman.”
“Thank you,” Kate smiles at him.
“I can’t help but compliment someone as lovely as you.”
Castle loudly clears his throat. “How about that wine?”
“Of course, sir,” Tommy replies and then serves them both a glass. “Are you ready to order, sir?”
“Yes. We’re going to start with the seafood platter, then I’ll have the lamb chops, and as you already know, my wife will be having the veal.”
Tommy gives him a nod of acknowledgment. “All fine choices, sir. Is there anything else I can do for you at the moment?” he looks at Kate after Castle shakes his head. “What about you, ma'am? Anything you need? I’d be happy to oblige any request you may have.”
“No, thank you though.”
“Then I shall return shortly with your appetizer. And although it’s a delicious choice, it won’t be the only appetizing thing at the table,” he winks again before making his way back to the kitchen.
Castle groans. “I’m going to buy this restaurant and fire him.”
“Babe,” Kate laughs as she reaches across the table to take his hand, “don’t let him get to you. Everything he said is just words to me,” she squeezes his hand lightly, then lets go and stands up.
“Where are you going?”
Kate grabs the back of her chair and walks it around the small table, coming to a stop beside Castle. “I’m coming to sit by the only man whose flirtations matter to me,” she sits down next to him. “Don’t let some college student ruin our anniversary dinner, okay?”
“You’re right,” he says softly as he leans in for a kiss.
“I usually am,” she chuckles agains his lips before pulling back just enough to meet his gaze. “I love you, Castle. Happy anniversary.”
“I love you too,” he smiles before reaching over to get her wine glass, which he hands to her before picking his up. “Happy anniversary, and here’s to many more.”
“I’ll drink to that,” she grins as they clink their glasses together.