A trunk, a freaking trunk! Thought Beckett her mind racing with all the places that she could be stuck with Castle that would require more room between them, because currently he was pressed to her side and she could feel ever muscle through the denim of his pants. Laying in the dark with this man was torture and the only sounds were of their breathing Yea the one time he has nothing to say thinks Kate, the sound of Castles heavy breathing becoming more annoying by the second.

"Castle!" Beckett shouts

"Wh-what?" castle replies after almost hitting his head off the trunk door.

"Could you stop breathing like you are running a fucking marathon please" huffs Beckett

"whoa Beckett where did that come from?" asked castle, a little more than confused at this point. Taking another look or in this case squint at her face he could tell something was not right. Her breathing was shallow and her jaw clenched tight, and then it hit him Beckett was scared. He would have never thought that the great detective Beckett who struck fear into the hearts of cold hard killers would be scared of nothing but being stuck in a trunk.

After taking a deep breath and praying to the gods that she won't maim him right there, Castle reaches over and grabs a hold of her hand. The moment he makes contact Beckett eyes shoot open but stay trained on the door above.

"Are you ok?" asks Castle, slowly running his thumb over her knuckles. What he didn't expect were the tears welling up in her eyes when she turned to him.

"I-I, Castle?" she practically whimpered, it occurred to him that she really was not ok and that made him uneasy. Castle moved closer to her bringing his free hand up to to wipe the tears that had already escaped and were running tracks down her perfect cheeks.

"Shhh, hey it's going to be ok, theres no reason to cry, come here" whispered Castle moving impossibly closer to her. Surprisingly she didn't argue and when she snuggled closer to him Castle thought he had died and gone to heaven.

"I really don't like small spaces and I have no idea what to do" sniffled Kate rubbing her nose adorably into Castle's shoulder. Surprised by her open statement Castle continued to stroke her knuckles in an attempt to sooth her wondering why out of all the things she could be scared of small places where what did it for her and he was hoping that his presence would be enough to keep her calm. With that in mind he began operation distract Kate.

"Hey Kate?"

"Hm?" she mumbled, her sniffles having subsided leaving behind the occasional hiccup.

"How about when we get out of here I take you to Remy's and I buy you your favourite meal and a strawberry shake?"

Kate pulled back squinting at him in the low light of the trunk attempting to study his features. When she looked up she met the crystal blue of his eye and saw only love and sincerity there.

"I would love that" she said giving him a small smile

Seeing that she was feeling slightly better Castle moved shifting his position so that he could put an arm across her comfortably. He felt her tense which produced the fleeting thought that maybe this was a little to far.

"Uh Castle what are you doing?"

"Getting comfortable, I'm tired and considering we may be here a bit I figured we could try and nap?" he replied tentatively, mentally crossing his fingers in hope that she would buy his excuse to hold her.

"Hm. Ok." she replied unconsciously snuggling closer to him, turning onto her side so they now faced each other she buried her nose into the collar of his shirt. Castle lay there frozen for a moment while he processed that yes Kate Beckett did just willingly snuggle up to him, Hm who knew she was a cuddler thought Castle as he tightened his arm around her using his other as a pillow. He watched her until her breathing evened out indicating that she had finally drifted off so with the encouraging thought of diner at Remy's and him currently holding her he drifted off as well.