• Jameson Rook:I'm trying to figure out ... did I bite my own tongue when you kicked me in the face, or did you do it?
  • Nikki Heat:I want to lean on Forensics to cough up that report on Pochenko's blue jeans.
  • Rook:I don't recall getting bitten any time ...
  • Heat:Blackout probably set the lab behind on schedule, but it's been long enough.
  • Rook:Things were happening fast and, dare I say, furious.
  • Heat:I'm betting those fibers match.
  • Rook:But still ... you'd think I'd remember a bite.
  • Heat:Surveillance video be damned, somehow he got in there, I'd bet on it. I know he likes his fire escapes.
  • Rook:Am I talking too much.
  • Heat:Yes.
  • Rook:...
  • Heat:...
  • Rook:....
  • Heat:....
  • Rook:....
  • Heat:....
  • Heat:When you're done, go to the precinct and wait for me. I'll meet you there after I finish at the impound. By the way? Yes. I did bite your tongue.
Reunion sex,” he said. “Nothing like it.”
“Hotel sex? Sex on the roof? And what about that time in the back
of the squad car?”
“Oh, right. You know I’m very sorry to hear the NYPD is retiring
the noble Crown Victoria from the fleet. Fuel economy is one thing.
A spacious and, might I say, firm, backseat is another.

Raging Heat, Richard Castle

That sound you hear is thousands of fangirls whispering ‘I knew it’. 

As Nikki approached, [Rook] took her in his arms and pulled her to him. She wrapped herself around him and squeezed hard. They clung tight to each other a good while. When they finally separated, he still held her, resting a palm on each arm. “Thank God, you’re OK.”
—  Richard Castle, Frozen Heat
Nikki fought tears; coming around to kneel over Rook, she compressed the wound with one hand and stroked his face with the other. “Hang on, Rook, you hear me? Help’s coming, you hang on. Please?”
The sirens stopped right outside and flashing lights filled the hangar. “In here!” shouted Nikki. “Hurry, I’m losing him.” Verbalizing the thought crushed Heat, and she barked out an involuntary sob as his face lost more color.
—  Heat Rises by Richard Castle

Just a reminder that this happened. THIS HAPPENED. IN REAL LIFE. 

You know, we ought to have a name like that. A compressed nickname like Raley and Ochoa. Roach.” And then he added, “Only ours would be romantic. I mean there was Bennifer, right? And there’s Brangelina. We could be …”
“Done with this relationship?” She laughed.
But he kept on. “Rooki? … Naw.”
“Would you stop?”
“Or how about … Nooki? Hm, I like Nooki.
—  Frozen Heat - Richard Castle

We met through our work and ended up partners in crime. And now, here we are, about to become partners in life. Yes, we did share a bullet, but we do share much more. Like a belief in goodness, in people, in laughter, in friendship, but most of all, in each other. What we didn’t already share when we met, I have learned from you. You have shown me that things are never as far as you thought, nor as impossible as they seem. And that fools drive, lovers enjoy the ride. “

“Our ride has been unconventional to say the least. Just surviving to get to this moment was a minor miracle. But just when I thought I couldn’t get any closer to you, or feel more certain of our marriage, that experience created a bond nothing will ever break.”

“….I will always love you, Jameson Rook. I will always be there for you. I will be your friend, and, yes, your partner in crime forever. As every moment from this day forth becomes the time of our lives.

—  Driving Heat, Richard Castle

That’s it Castle fandom. Any little shred of hope we had left for a nice, peaceful wedding just got blown to bits with the new bts pictures of 6x22. Its been nice knowing you all, cause even though I have no idea what’s going to go down I’m sure I will not survive it.