As requested, here is Alexis. (Whom I also adore, and heehee for unintentional rhyming!) Also I think this will be the last one in this little series, for now, but I’ve really enjoyed writing this Buffy and Faith so I believe I will have them drop in on some other universes, and if I get inspired again I will definitely have them come back and visit Castle and Beckett for more fun. And thank you all so much again for your reviews, and the one rec!! All of them made my day. And I still don't own Castle or Buffy or any of the characters used below.
“Well, it certainly explains a lot about New York.” Beckett finally stated dryly, and Castle grinned. That was one of the things he loved about Kate, her ability to roll with the punches and come up swinging every time.
“That it does.” He stated cheerfully, practically bouncing in his seat. “I hadn’t heard the whole spiel before, it’s fascinating!”
Buffy shot him a quelling look, “You cannot write a book about this Ricky.”
A sudden noise from behind them prevented him from answering and he turned to see his daughter standing in the kitchen, wearing her pajamas, and staring at the sink in horrified fascination. “Um dad? Why is there a head in our sink?”
Castle leapt to his feet and hurried to the kitchen, guiding her towards the living room and seating her on the couch between him and Beckett, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. “Was…was that a demon dad?” She asked hesitantly, staring up at him with those big blue eyes he could never resist.
“You told her?” Beckett asked in shock and he nodded without looking away from Alexis, trying to judge how okay she was.
“I tell her everything.” He noted the expression on Faith’s face when he said that and quickly amended that statement, “Well, not everything
“Thank god.” Alexis said affectionately, rolling her eyes before resting her head on his shoulder and staring at Buffy. “You’re the one who save his life?” The blond nodded and he felt his daughter snuggle more deeply into his side, before saying softly, and sincerely, “Thank you.”
“When was your life in danger Castle?” Beckett asked, her voice light but with an undercurrent of tension he couldn’t ignore, and that pleased him more than he'd like to admit.
“He made this mistake of playing poker with the wrong demons. One of them got hungry for something bigger than a kitten and luckily for him, Faith and I happened to be patrolling in the area.” Buffy answered for him, green eyes twinkling.
“You were playing poker with demons?” “You didn’t tell me they ate the kittens dad!”
Castle’s gaze ping-ponged between his partner and his daughter before settling on his lap. “Yes, I did, I know it was stupid, and that’s why I brought home Demon for you Alexis.”
“You brought her home a demon?” Beckett exclaimed, smacking his arm again, less gently this time.
“No Kate, he brought me home a kitten. We just named it Demon.” Alexis said with a giggle, gesturing to a small puff of white with red markings that was curled up in a basket in the corner.
“How appropriate.” Buffy stated with a laugh, pulling some of the attention off of Castle. “What’d you do with the rest of them?”
He shrugged, grinning roguishly, “The cab driver who picked me up that night wanted to spoil his granddaughters; apparently he has quite a few of them.”
“You meet the strangest people.” Beckett muttered under her breath, making everyone else laugh.
“I bet Ricky does, but I think we should get the medal for the strangest.” Faith said with a wink, her fingers lazily toying with Buffy’s hair.
Castle snorted and Alexis nodded, stating excitedly. “Definitely the coolest. “
“I don’t know.” Kate said, a smile crossing her face for the first time since he had said the word Demon, “Lady Irena was pretty strange, and I know Castle here thought she was ‘cool’.”
“Lady Irena huh? Do tell us more Detective.” Faith said, voice low and sultry as she tossed Castle a wink.
He coughed and covered Alexis’s ears, faint embarrassment more than balanced out by his relief over how well Beckett was reacting. This could have been the straw that broke the camel’s back, but if she could accept the supernatural, well, it gave him hope for other things.
“Lady Irena was a dominatrix who seemed to have a thing for ‘Ricky’ here.” Kate said with a grin, “And he certainly didn’t seem to mind following orders when she was around.”
“I thought I was the only one you called mistress.” Faith purred, fluttering her eyelashes at him and making Beckett arch an amused and questioning eyebrow in his direction.
“I think it’s best if I don’t answer that.” Castle said after a moment, and Buffy chuckled.
Castle grinned cockily in response, dropping his hands from Alexis’s ears and leaning back into the couch. “I’ve still got it, despite all the self-inflicted brain damage.”
“We might need to try some non-self-inflicted brain damage then.” Buffy said with a wry twist of her lips, reaching up to capture one of Faith’s hands and bringing it down to her lap where she started tracing idle circles the other girl’s palm.
The other two women laughed, as did Alexis, making Castle pout again. Until the dulcet sounds of his mother’s voice reached his ears from outside the front door and then he outright groaned, burying his head in his hands as the laughter around him continued, “Now I’m doomed.”