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32. Chapter 32

After Heroes and Villains

By

UCSBdad

Disclaimer: I don't own Castle or the Beach Boys song, but I do love them both. Rating: M Time: See above.

"A writer and his muse. Just like us." Castle had said. Then Officer Hastings and Whittaker had kissed there in the elevator. Kate had smiled at Castle. Not exactly like us, but soon, I hope. She had thought to herself. I'd love to grab Castle like that and kiss him. But I know it wouldn't end there. We'd not only go to bed, but I'd never want to do anything again but be with Castle. I have a mission now. Not only to get justice for everyone killed by this mysterious man, but to keep him from killing again and again. Especially keeping him from killing me.

Castle had left to go home and Kate sat at her desk, reviewing the case in her mind. Ann Hastings' life was much like her own. The murder of a parent followed by a career in the police. But Hastings hadn't lost the ability to love like Kate had. Hastings had a good man, who loved her. Okay, I have a good man who loves me, I just have other priorities right now. But when Castle becomes my only priority…I do love him. We love each other.

Kate walked back to her desk and sat, intending to do her paperwork, but sat wondering why and how Hastings had become a superhero. Her mind wandered and she began to daydream…

The tall, muscular, well dressed, ruggedly handsome writer strode fearlessly through the darkened streets of Manhattan. In spite of his finely tuned senses, he had no idea that a lithe form followed him, moving from one pool of shadow to the next, making no more sound than a wisp of smoke.

Finally, the sensuous scribe turned down a darkened alley. The shadowy form sped ahead of him over the rooftops and then dropped in front of him. He stopped suddenly and took in the woman before him. She wore skin tight, dark suede boots that went to the knee, with four inch heels. Above the knees were strong, muscular but slender, thighs. Black lace bikini panties almost covered an ass that he knew was perfect. His attention went upward to her flat, smooth abdomen. A matching black push up lace bra showed her magnificent cleavage. Her face was covered by a black lace mask, but he could see she had cheekbones to die for. Her long honey brown hair was loose and tousled. He knew at once who he faced.

"Lady Lace!" He exclaimed. "The Nemesis of Evil Doers throughout the Five Boroughs. The Vanquisher of Villainy throughout the Tri-State Area! "

"And one hot babe, if you please." She said teasingly.

He stared at her in awe, "You are a legendary super hero. You befriend the friendless. You help the helpless. You defeat the…featless?"

She rolled her eyes. "Back to Creative Writing 101, Writer Boy."

"What do you want?"

"You." She said, throwing her arms around his muscular frame and kissing him passionately. However, our scandalous scrivener made no response. In spite of the repeated entreaties of her tongue, he refused it entrance.

"The Force is strong in this one." She breathed.

"What?"

"I like to throw in the occasional pop cultural reference." She said. "It helps with the legend of Lady Lace."

She kissed him once more, putting every ounce of passion she had into the kiss. He did not respond.

"Are you gay, or something?" She asked huskily.

"I'm in a relationship."Quoth the superb scribbler.

"With who?"

"Please. With whom?" He said primly.

"Okay, who's the other babe? She can't be as hot as me."

"My heart belongs to Detective Kate Beckett, my muse, and the inspiration for Nikki Heat."

"Beckett? You have got to be kidding me. Do you really think you'll ever see Miss Iceberg dressed like this?" She pirouetted gracefully, showing off what must be admitted was a gorgeous body. "You'll see her like this only in your imagination."

The brawny book writer smiled. "I have quite the imagination, don't you know. Only this morning I imagined I had Kate Beckett cloned and three of them were sharing my bed. One knelt before me with her mouth on my…"

"Big deal, Imagination Boy." Lady Lace interrupted. "This is real." Lady Lace took the nifty novelist's hand and placed it insider her bra, cupping her left boob. She moved her breast against his palm and moved in to nibble on his ear. "You like?" She breathed into his ear.

"I'm sure Beckett's are better." Squeaked the wistful wordsmith.

"But Beckett's better boobs aren't here. Mine are." Lady Lace casually slipped her bra off, showing her firm, perky boobs and her taut nipples. "All yours, mystery man." She leaned against him and sighed. He moved backwards until stopped by a brick wall. She ripped open the libidinous litterateur's shirt and pushed her bare boobs against his manly chest.

She pushed her panties down and let them fall to the ground. She took his hand and put it between her thighs. "I'm so wet for you, Castle. I have to have you." She smiled a sultry smile and slid her hand down his pants. "Is that a pistol in your pocket or are you glad to see me?"

Castle gulped. "My body may be betraying me, but my heart will always belong to Kate Beckett." He said, but Lady Lace detected a slight quaver in his voice.

"We shall see." She lightly tapped a brick in the wall behind him and the wall slid away. She pushed him inside and the walls closed. "Welcome to Lady Lace's Love Lair."

Castle looked around. The lair was dominated by a red, heart shaped, king sized bed. Over the bed were the pink letters, LL. "Lady Lace's Love Lair? Try saying that three times fast."

" .That." Lady Lace said quickly. "What was so hard about that?"

"What do you want of me?" He said bravely.

"Join me on the Dark Side." She said sexily. "We have chocolate."

"And then what? You'll use me and throw me away when you've satisfied your crude lusts?"

She shook her head, which cause various parts of her body to jiggle naughtily. "You will join me. You will become Lord Leather and stand by my side as my equal. "Lady Lace held out a leather jockstrap with LL embroidered on it.

Castle steeled himself. "Never. I will always belong to Kate Beckett."

"Aw, Castle, that's so sweet." Lady Lace removed her mask to reveal the face of…

"Kate Beckett!" Castle gasped. "You're Lady Lace?"

"Of course, silly. Why do you think LL is always around saving your cute ass? Now get your clothes off and join me in bed." Castle stood there unmoving. Something was wrong. Beckett looked at Castle. "Castle?"

"Beckett?"

"Beckett!"

Kate's eyes opened and looked into the eyes of Javier Esposito. "You okay, Beckett?"

"Sure." She said with a quick nod. "It's been a long day. I must have dozed off."

"Okay, I went over all the reports and removed anything that might identify Officer Hastings as our super hero. Anything else?"

"No. Go on home, Espo. I will, too. It has been a long day."

"Okay. A good night' sleep will do you good."

Kate left, wondering what her dreams would be like in the future.