Wow, first Castle fic! For those of you who are reading my Grey's fic 'A Trip Down Memory Lane' there is another chapter coming as soon as my muse decides to stop acting like a nine year old on a sugar rush. This is just a little something that came to me at work (I had to smuggle my blackberry into the kitchen so I could use the memo pad, God I love technology!) It's inspired by the quote below spoken by the Babylon 5 character Londo Mollari. I was written in kind of a rush so . . .
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Londo Mollari: The War. The humans, I think, knew they were doomed. Where another race would surrender to despair, the humans fought back with greater strength. They made the Minbari fight for every inch of space. In my life, I have never seen anything like it; They would weep, they would pray, they would say goodbye to their loved ones, and then throw themselves without fear or hesitation at the very face of death itself, never surrendering. No one who saw them fighting against the inevitable could help but be moved to tears by their courage. Their stubborn nobility. When they ran out of ships, they used guns, when they ran out guns they used knives and sticks and bare hands. They were magnificent. I only hope that when it is my time, I may die with half as much dignity as I saw in their eyes in the end. They did this for two years they never ran out of courage but in the end, they ran out of time.
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18/05/2067
I'm writing this for two reasons; firstly I believe the world deserves to know just a little bit more about the life of the extraordinary Kate Beckett. Secondly, it seems the afore mentioned woman is still inspiring me to write.
It seems almost anti climactic that her life ended with neither a whimper nor a bang and even then barely a sigh. The woman who was the inspiration for Nikki Heat should go down in a blaze of glory. Surprisingly, it was not a gunshot or an assault or even the stress of years as a top New York homicide detective, mother and wife that ended her life. It was not an illness that ravaged her body or a trauma that placed too much strain upon her. In the end she simply ran out of time; the human race is fated to live for only a short while and there is nothing to do but bow out gracefully once our allotted time is up. As it turns out she fell asleep and then gently drifted away in the calm of the night without pain or fear. It is almost midnight as I write this and I am not sure whether I will be able to tell you of her funeral or of how the world reacts to her death. I fear I am not long for this world; after years of writers using a broken heart as a clichéd cause of death it seems ironic to admit that is how I will go. I can only hope that the world remembers her kindly, as the woman she was and that when I leave they bury me beside her. Nikki Heat has met her ending and it is high time Jameson Rook met his.
Richard Castle
19/05/2067
Afterword
My grandfather passed away at precisely 12:01 last night, almost as soon as he finished writing; this now stands as his last offering to his fans. The doctors confirm that the cause of death was sudden cardiac arrest caused by a weakness in the walls of the heart; it seems Grandpa Castle was even able to correctly predict his own death. We, the remaining Castle-Beckett family, ask only for time and space to grieve our loss. Thank you.
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Thanks for reading, if you feel so inclined please leave a review. I haven't had this one beta-ed so all mistakes are my own. Marie X