A/N: This is a random and SHORT ficlet about what might have come of Garret, the villain time traveler from 6x05 "Time Will Tell". It sort of veers into the AU tangent timeline of 7x06 . Will most likely just be a place to put some AU chapters here and there, but I will be continuing. "Serious Literature" is next up on the roster. :) Enjoy, and let me know what you think!

Disclaimed.

Garret Ward sat in a prison cell, stewing over his mistakes in the slightly yellowed straightjacket restraining him. How could this have happened? How could it all go so wrong? They had calculated so carefully, planned to the nth degree. And yet, still, he had been bested. By none other than Senator Katherine Beckett and Novelist Richard Castle.

He growled. They shouldn't have been a problem. The time frame they had jumped into should have been early-ish if not prior to their relationship. Although it had seemed that was bad information. They were very clearly seeing each other- even were engaged. And besides, they had worked well together from the beginning- it was practically the basis for their entire relationship. Castle and Beckett. Beckett and Castle. Caskett. They were sickening sometimes.

And of course there was that brat Simon kid of theirs.

He rankled at the thought of the puny man who had quickly grown to be one of his greatest enemies. It was ridiculous. The punk had just Marty McFly'd himself and it actually all worked out. If he wasn't so upset, he'd be impressed. Years of research and studying paradoxes prompted scientists to believe that any personal connection, particularly on that level, would be too big of a risk to take. Simon Mason Castle had undone years of research in one knee-jerk move of dumb luck. Unbelievable.

Although perhaps not so unbelievable, as his father was known for his hair-brained schemes miraculously working out as well. Beckett seemed like the only one with a head on her shoulders. Shame that didn't pass down to any of the kids in their brat-pack.

Ward couldn't help but wish to himself that the writer and his detective had never even met. It would certainly be a lot easier. Beckett was still quite a formidable force to face on her own, but she was admittedly better with Castle, and he was infinitely better with her. Time would be much easier to manipulate in a world without them together...

Hmm.

The wheels in his brain started turning again. To do such a thing, to interrupt that first meeting of theirs... it would be difficult, to say the least. It was one of those fixed points in time, that no matter what they tried to do to disrupt, things inevitably turned out the same way.

It would require splitting timelines again. But that wasn't so bad. They'd fail in this universe, but that doesn't mean the other would have the same outcome. They could simply slip through and take over the next one. A Castle without his Beckett... For the first time since his arrival in this time period, Garret Ward smiled.

This just might work.

Now he only needed to wait to be removed from this institution. And wait he could.

He had all the time in the world.

TBC...

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