A/N: After lack of inspiration this came up...is post Watershed and it will be pretty dark and dramatic because I love drama...as usual please REVIEW AND ENJOY this new story...
He woke up startled. He was sweaty and trembling badly. He hadn't had a nightmare so terrifying since Beckett said yes to his marriage proposal. Instinctively, he turned to the opposite site of their bed. It was empty. He took his phone from his nightstand and checked it. There were two texts both from Beckett.
"Caught a break on the case. Going to arrest the suspect. I'll be home by 11. Love U, Kate."
And the second read.
"Paperwork is endless. Don't know when I'll get home, Kate"
So she was working. He didn't really mind her working late, even though he thought it wasn't really good for her to work that late, considering sometimes she would just spend the night at the Precinct sleeping on the couch of the break room. However, the case she was working that day was particularly difficult to wrap up.
He stood up and walked to his office, knowing he wasn't gonna get anymore sleep, so he figured he could just talk to the one person no one close to him knew about and yet the one person who knew everything and everyone around Richard's Castle life. He poured himself some scotch and called her.
"Rick, you better have a good reason to wake me up at three in the morning." said the tired voice of Caroline Bishop.
"I'm sorry I woke you, but I really needed to talk to you." Castle voice shook a little.
"Nightmare?"
"Yeah." After almost twenty seven years of friendship she knew him like anyone did.
"Was it about Kate again?" she asked.
"No." said, pouring more scotch. "It was about me." When he brought the glass to his mouth he couldn't not notice how badly this had affected him.
"What did you dreamed?"
"I dreamed I killed someone."
A/N: More to come soon...
