'Cherish every moment
and every person
in your life,
because you never
know when it will
be the last time
you see someone'
The human race, takes advantage of many things, including their lives. Everyday someone dies, and everyday someone is born. Your life can change in a day, which can change in a minute, and that minute could change into a second, but that second could last a lifetime.
Your life could change in an instant, changing from happy to sad, or sad to happy. Everything you love could disappear in an instant, in a second. That could change your life forever.
The sun was just rising in New York City casting the homes of thousands in a deep golden glow. Making the City That Never Sleeps shine like thousands of stars, and Katherine Beckett one of the finest homicide detectives of the N.Y.P.D, was currently sitting at her desk, waiting for her partner to arrive for their case, that they need to start working on.
The case in itself is a mystery, a 34 year old woman, Caucasian, was found dead at a seedy motel in uptown New York. The womans ID stated that she was one Melissa Towney, a resident of Gaithersburg, Maryland. The body when the uniforms, had gotten there was in a praying position, on the left side of the bed, and above her was a demonic symbol. Pretty quickly it was ruled a ritualistic murder. But, what really got to her was the fact that there wasn't any sign of struggle, and the motel manager said that no one was in her room, despite the cleaning lady but that was in the morning, hours after Ms. Towney had left to do whatever she did during the day. In itself it was strange because the victim had sustained massive injuries, the more prominent ones were located in the head and torso. Which Lanie, had concluded were the killing blows, even if the victim hadn't of gotten the gash to the torso she would have still died from brain trauma. So the big question was, did the killer show some sign of mercy by killing her faster or was the killer invoking more pain on her before she died. Was the murder somewhat merciful or was it merciless? And, that's what Kate Beckett wanted to find out.
Today, she and her team would be interviewing the victims family and friends for any reason at all why she was in New York, and why she was in a motel that was way below her salary range. Of course Castle was running late which was weird, because when she talked to him this morning he was rather excited about talking to the womans family, he wanted to get to the bottom of this mystery as much as she did. She had to smile softly to herself, Castle always was like a 5 year old on a sugar rush, but that was one of the things she loved about him.
She looked up and turned around slightly in her chair when she heard the elevator ding, behind her, and was disappointed when she saw it was only a uniform. 'Where is he' she thought, he was never this late, granted he was later than the boys and her, but that was because he was a heavy sleeper but he was never this late. The time was pushing on 8:30.
She heard someone approaching her. She swung around in her office chair, and was slightly disappointed that it was Esposito walking towards her and not Castle. He must have noticed the disappointment though, and smiled slightly, and said."He'll be here soon, stop worrying Beckett. You know Castle he will most likely be at the coffee shop, waiting to get your coffee." Beckett nodded slightly at that it made sense, but still her gut told her something was wrong, and over the years she has come to listen to her gut.
"Your probably right, Espo, but my gut is telling me that something is wrong. I don't know why, but something feels wrong." Beckett tries to keep the worry out of her tone, but Esposito caught it, and gave her a reassuring look.
"He's probably on his way here now Beckett, stop worrying it will only make the waiting worse." Esposito says in a soft but firm voice. Beckett nods this time more firmly, knowing that he is right. Esposito smirks slightly, and gets back to what he was walking over here to talk to her for.
"Lanie, just sent the Autopsy Report, and she was right in the blows that killed the Vic, but the Toxicology Report says she has traces of Methanol and Methamphetamine, and Opioid in her system." Esposito reads off the report."She also has minor breaks to her proximal phalanges, intermediate phalanges, and distal phalanges, on both her arms. And a break in the cuboid bone." He finishes, Beckett frowned that didn't make sense it sounded like she was tortured before she was killed which didn't fit with murder scene, which probably means she was killed somewhere else.
"That doesn't make sense, that sounds like she was tortured, and that doesn't fit the murder scene, which means she was probably killed somewhere else." Beckett said voicing her thoughts, with a frown on her features.
"I wish Castle was here to tell us a crazy theory, on what might be going on." Ryan chimed in just arriving to hear the report, just coming back from the Evidence Room. That remark made Beckett look at the clock it was already 8:46, where was he. Her worry started to grow, this wasn't like him not when they had a case.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Esposito slap Ryan's arm and mouth the word idiot. Beckett sighed softly, she was starting to get really worried, usually he's here with her coffee by now, and spewing off whimsical theories, the Precinct seemed empty without his big personality there.
She frowned and started worrying her bottom lip she doesn't understand where he could be, unless he's with Alexis. That must be it the only times he wasn't on time was when, he was with Alexis relief filled her so fast and quick it was like a tidal wave crashing into her worries.
She quickly pulled out her phone, and called Alexis, it only rung for two rings before the teenage girl answered."Detective Beckett, how are you?" The cheerful welcome was very, well welcoming.
"Hey, Alexis is your father there?" Beckett hoped she didn't sound to eager, but she honestly was worried about Castle. There was a pause.
"No, Detective dad left a while a go. Why? Is he not there with you?" The fear that creeped into the girls voice almost broke Beckett's heart. And than what Alexis has just said settled in, and now it was like a tidal wave of fear washed through her earlier relief.
"You mean he's not with you Alexis?" Beckett said trying to keep her voice calm, and steady. Her fear rising as each second passed.
"No. No he's not with me." Alexis sounded like she was about to cry, and that caused Beckett to feel more fear.
"Ok, Alexis if you get any call or word from him I want you to call me immediately. Ok I will find him. I promise." Beckett said keeping her voice calm and steady, for Alexis's sake and her own.
She could tell the girl was nodding,"Just find him Kate." Was all she heard before the line went dead. Beckett knew from the moment Castle was late, she knew she just knew something had happened to him. She swallowed her now dry throat, and chastised herself, he has the right to be late, he doesn't always have to be here, stop worrying yourself for nothing. But, another part of her knew something was wrong.
And, that's when the phone on her desk started to ring. That couldn't be Alexis already, could it? She mused slightly, as she reached for the phone."Beckett." Using the normal greeting she uses when she picks up a phone.
"Hello, Detective Beckett. This is Regina Michelson from Lenox Hill Hospital, do you know a Richard Castle?" The world seemed to stop, 'No No NO' were the only thing going through her head.
"Yes I know him why?" Her voice sounded strained even to herself. 'Please be something, Please be something minor' Beckett thought and hoped.
"Mr. Castle was in a car accident this morning, and is currently in surgery, we have only just been able to get a hold of you" Beckett felt the world freeze and her heart stop, all the fear she had been suppressing came back full force, knocking the breath out of her, totally speechless came to mind of what she was at the momment.
"Where is the hospital?" Beckett demanded and asked at the same time.
"100 East, 77th Street Manhattan." Beckett was already out of her seat and rushing towards the elevator, not caring that two of her greatest friends in the world were staring at her back in shock and confusion. She saw the emotions play across their faces before they were cut off by the elevator door closing in front of her.
So you see the people you love can come and go so quickly, as can your life. So hold on to those things that you love because you never know when they will leave you. They could be there one second and gone another.
A/N: I hope you like the chapter, and I'm sorry if I got the medical terms wrong. And the hospital that Castle is at is a real hospital in New York, so I just used the adress of that hospital.
I hope you liked it.