Okay, so like most Caskett fans this summer is going to be impossible. I personally will be happy that I can work a 17 hour day, and not miss my favorite show. However I can spend my free time writing about what I want to see happen. So… its long. I'm truly interested in what you guys think. I'm looking at a three part story, but if I get enough people to review… who knows? I'm going to rate it T now because in chapter 3, things get a little hot. OH, BEFORE YOU READ! When you are reading the italics, there is a name behind the sentence… that's the person speaking. It's a crummy way to write, but I've be busy. Don't forget to review!
I don't own Castle, and frankly I'm perfectly fine with the job Andrew Marlow is doing… although must Kate get shot? Ha ha, consider this my disclaimer.
"Part one- The Past."
It had been three painstakingly long three days for the now scruffy writer. It had been three days since her surgery. Three days in a bed comatose. People had told him to go home, they'd even insisted. He would look up at them with his piercing blue eyes, and they knew they were never going to win. His face wasn't the only thing that had taken a drastic hit. His once full figure was starting to slim, this worried not only his mother but Jim and the rest of his family from the 12th.
Alexis didn't know what to do, the summer was coming to an end and her plans to move with Ashley now seemed hard. She didn't want to leave her father, not in the state he was in. Yet her not going meant that she was giving up Ashley. There were many days she spent sitting in her father's now untouched study. Blackpawn had threatened a return of his advance… but the mayor quickly stepped in and put a stop to Gina.
Martha found acting hard. She knew that her son was an adult; that he was capable of handling himself, but she couldn't stop thinking about him. He was losing weight like crazy, and there was no razor on this earth that could handle his now thick facial hair. He didn't laugh; he didn't cry… he just sat there, watching the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest. It was as if when she closed her eyes in that field, Richard Castle died right along with her.
Yes, everyone who loved Kate Beckett was devastated, but they had no idea what Kate herself was dealing with. Little did anyone know, Kate Beckett was going to return to them, much sooner than they thought.
Kate woke in the records room at the 12th. She was sprawled out on the floor, a box and flashlight nearby. Why was she here? Wasn't she supposed to be dead? Hadn't she been shot? Suddenly she heard footsteps; she wasn't alone.
"Is anyone there?" Kate's hand flew up to her throat. There was a deep pulsing pain that now radiated to her core.
"Katie, my dear, don't speak." Her mother appeared from behind one of the tall shelves. Kate couldn't believe what she was seeing, surely she must be dead.
"Why am I here? Wasn't I shot?" Kate's brow furrowed.
"Katie, you're here because you haven't passed over," she stopped and smiled at her little girl, "you've been given a second chance."
"Mom, what do you mean?"
"You know I love you, always have, always will." Her mom came and knelt down extending a hand to help her daughter off the floor. Kate quickly took her hand wanting nothing more than to wrap her arms around her.
"I love you to, mom." Kate spoke.
"Then why is it that my death means more to you than your own personal happiness?" Johanna asked.
This brought Kate up short, she'd heard this many times. Kate sighed lowering her head, "I wanted justice for you."
"I have justice, Katie," she pause lifting Kates chin with her hand, "I have you."
"How am I justice?" Kate scoffed.
"You help people. Just because I'm gone dear, doesn't mean I'm not still with you. I've watched you at that scene. I watched you graduate college. I was with you the day you stepped into the field for the very first time. I've watched you struggle and I've see you in triumph. I saw how you coped with my death; I saw whose words you clung to when all hope was lost. I was with you on that fateful day that you met your soul mate."
"Soul mate?" Kate asked flustered.
"He's one of the best things that ever happened to you, Katie." Johanna smiled, "I can't express my thanks to him for saving you on many occasions."
"Who?" Kate asked, not realizing who.
"Katie, we'll be spending three days together. First day we'll be looking at one day in your past. Second day will be a day in your present. Last will be a day in your future. Are you okay? Are you ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be." Kate spoke.
"Who are you?"Kate.
"Allison Tisdale, 24, grad student at NYU. Part of the social work program." Esposito
"Nice place for a social worker." Kate.
"Daddies money." Ryan.
"Neighbors called to complain about the music. When she didn't answer they had the super check on her."Esposito.
"No signs of struggle, he knew her." Kate.
"He even bought her flowers, who says romance is dead?" Lanie
"I do, every Saturday night."Kate.
"Lipstick wouldn't hurt… I'm just sayin'"Lanie.
"So what did he give her besides roses?" Kate.
"Two shots to the chest, small caliber." Lanie.
"Does this look familiar to anyone?" Kate
"No, but I'm not the one for freaky ones. Give me a Jack shot Jill over Bill so I can get my call and go home." Esposito.
"Ah, but the freaky ones require more, they reveal more. Look at how he left her, covered modestly." Kate.
"So?" Ryan.
"So despite all of the effort, all of the preparation you won't find any evidence of sexual abuse."Kate.
"You really get all that from just this?"Esposito.
"This plus I've seen this before." Kate.
"You've seen this before, where?" Esposito.
"Roses on her body… Sunflowers on her eyes… don't you guys read?" Kate.
"I remember this." Kate looked at her. "The killer was feeding off his sisters patients to get back at his father."
"This is what I like about you, Katie. You have a drive to help even those who normal people wouldn't attempt to help. You don't turn and run from a challenge, at least not when it is your job."
Kate looked at her as if she might be crazy. "I'm confused."
"I know, but there is something more important that happened this day that we haven't gotten to yet."
"Mr. Castle."Kate.
"Where would ya like it?"Castle.
"Detective Kate Beckett, NYPD, we need to ask you a few questions about a murder that took place earlier tonight."Kate.
"That's new." Alexis.
"Mr. Castle, you've got quite a rap sheet for a bestselling author. Disorderly conduct, resisting arrest." Kate.
"Boys will be boys."Castle.
"It says here that you stole a police horse." Kate.
"Borrowed."
"And you were nude at the time."Kate.
"It was spring." Castle.
"And every time the charges were dropped."Kate.
"What can I say, the mayors a fan. If it makes you feel any better, I'd be happy to let you spank me." Castle.
"Mr. Castle, this whole bad boy charm thing you got going may work for bimbettes and celebutants, me, I work for a living. So that makes you one of two things in my world. Either the guy that makes my life easier or the guy that makes my life harder and trust me you do not want to be the guy that makes my life harder."Kate.
"Okay." Castle.
"Allison Tisdale, daughter of Real Estate mogul Johnatn Tisdale." Kate.
"She's cute." Castle.
"She's dead. Did you ever meet her? Book signing, charity event?" Kate.
"It's possible. She's not in my little black book if that's what you're asking." Castle.
"What about this guy? Marvin Phisch, small claims lawyer."
"Most of my claims tend to be on the large side. So what's this got to do with me?" Castle.
"The unofficial first day Castle started following me." A smile pulled at Kate's lips.
"I was grateful for this day." Johanna announced. Once again she got that curious look from Kate.
"Why?"
"You finally found someone." Came her reply.
"Castle? I didn't find him… he's more like a lost puppy." Kate told her mother who didn't show any emotion. "We work well together."
"Yes, you do."
"God," Kate sighed. Her face fell… something was wrong.
"What is it, Katie?"
"I only remember bits and pieces of the day I was shot." She looked up at her mother, "he was standing so close… I don't know how he was affected."
"We'll get there soon."
"What?" Kate.
"Nothing. It's just the way your brow furrows when you're thinking, it's cute. I mean not if you're playing poker, than it's deadly." Rick.
"Can I ask you a question?" Kate.
"Shoot." Rick.
"Why are you here? You don't care about the victim, so you're not here for justice. You don't care that the guys aping your books, so you aren't here because you're outraged. So what is it, Rick? Are you here to annoy me?" Kate.
"I'm here for the story." Rick
"The story." Kate.
"Why those people? Why those murders?" Rick.
"Sometimes there is no story. Sometimes the guy is just a psychopath."Kate.
"There's always a story, a chain of events that makes everything make sense. Take you for example, under no uncertain circumstance you should not be here. Most smart, good looking women become lawyers, not cops. And yet, here you are, why?" Rick.
"I don't know, Rick. You're the novelist you tell me." Kate.
"Well you're not bridge and tunnel. That means Manhattan, that means money. You went to college, probably a pretty good one. You had options, yeah you had better options, more socially acceptable and you still chose this. That tells me something happened, not to you. You're wounded, but not that wounded. It was somebody you cared about, somebody you loved. You probably could have lived with that but the person responsible was never caught. And that detective Beckett is why you are here." Rick.
"Cute trick, but don't think you know me." Kate.
"The point is there's always a story. You just have to find it." Rick.
"You wouldn't believe how many times I tell him to listen and he doesn't," Kate laughed.
"Oh, I know. I think we are going to skip a little, there is a really important part near the end of this day that I think you need to see before we move forward."
"Stop! Police! Don't move! Castle! NO!" Kate
"I got him." Castle.
"Castle!" Kate.
"Stay back! Stay back!" Harrison.
"Let him go Harrison!" Kate.
"Easy, easy, easy." Castle.
"Castle, you okay?" Kate.
"Yeah, but psycho here needs a breath mint."Castle.
"Shut up!" Harrison.
"Okay! Hey, Harrison, you know what's bugging me? If you were that deep in debt why didn't you just ask your father for help?" Rick.
"Castle! You're not helping." Kate.
"You know what I think? I think you did ask. I think you asked and he said no. I think he always said no. Self made man like that I bet he thought you were weak for asking." Castle.
"He's the one who was weak, I was trying to make something of my life and all he cared about was her." Harrison.
"That's why you killed her. It wasn't just about the money; you wanted to punish him before he died. Take away the only thing he loved. That's a pretty good story." Rick.
"Who are you?" Harrison.
"Harrison let him go, it's over." Kate.
"It's not over! It's not over! Drop the gun or I swear I'm going to…" Harrison.
"Tell me you saw that! You're going to put that in your report, right?" Rick.
"Can I see the cuffs, please!" Kate.
"Yeah, yeah." Rick.
"What the hell were you thinking? You could have gotten yourself killed!" Kate.
"Well the safety was on the whole time." Rick.
"Ya know, you could have told me." Kate.
"Where's the fun in that?" Rick.
Kate couldn't help the smile that spread across her face as she watched it all play out. He'd been so charming, so damn disobedient.
"You know it was this moment, that show of concern, that I knew he was the one for you, Katie."
"Not you too." Kate groaned.
"The heart wants what the heart wants, sweetheart." He mother spoke.
"How do you know that my heart wants Castle?" Kate asked brows raising.
"You tell me how you feel once you see this."
The setting changed, suddenly.
"Roy Montgomery taught me what it meant to be a cop. He taught me that we are bound by our choices. We are more than our mistakes. Captain Montgomery once said to me that for us there is no victory, there are only battles. And in the end the best you can hope for is to find a place to make your stand and if you're very lucky you find someone willing to stand with you. Our captain would want us to carry on the fight and even if there is…" Kate.
"KATE! Okay… Shhh. Kate, stay with me. Kate, don't leave me, please. Stay with me, okay? Kate, I love you. I love you, Kate." Rick.
"Tell me Katie, this time last year how did you feel about this man?" Johanna asked.
"I was ready to tell him that I had feelings for him." Kate paused, "but he left with his bubbly blonde ex wife hanging off of him." Kates word dripped with hatred.
"If I may, I'd like to speak on his behalf. He wanted to take you, Kate, but you had a man at that time. He didn't hurt you, you hurt yourself."
"I thought you were on my side?" Kate's eyes started to tear.
"I am." She placed her hand on her daughters shoulder. "I just want you to be happy."
"I was happy."
"In a nowhere relationship? I doubt that." She spoke kneeling down in front of her. "Do you love the man you are with now?"
Kate didn't want to answer that. "No."
"Who is there for you? Who almost froze to death in a freezer with you? It wasn't Josh. Katie, your life is more precious than my death."
"Can we just move on?"
"Yeah, we can." Johanna stated.
TBC...