Last night, they were cuddling. She told him she loves him. He told her he loves her, too. He told her always. She told him always. He kissed her cheeks slightly.
He asked her if he can touch her scar again. She nodded. She closed her eyes as his hand traveled across her scar.
He told her that she was beautiful. She told him that he was not so bad himself.
He said, "Thank God, I came back and say sorry." as he played with her hair.
She nodded in agreement. "Thank you for coming back. Thank you for being here."
He made her ear pressed to his chest.
"Do you hear that, Kate?" He asked.
"Hear what? Your heartbeat?"
He nodded. "As long as you still can hear that, and as long as you let me, I will always be there for you, no matter what."
Tears were welling up in her eyes.
And then he told her that he would be there for her no matter what, he'll be the small clear voices in her heart that will be with her. Always.
She cried.
He let her.
They talked about children. They talked about their future wedding. They talked about The Hamptons, laser-tag, their first date...they talked about things until she gave him a letter. Not hers, because it wasn't her handwriting. The texts are faded, probably because of the raindrops.
"Putting your job ahead your heart is a mistake." He said as he read the letter.
Job. Her face changed as he said 'job'. Paler than before, and she bit her lip to cover her nervous. He asked her if she was okay. She shook her head.
"I have no job, Castle. I resigned."
He was surprised, but he handled it well. "Yeah? Why ?"
"I want to give you the best of me. I'm ready for letting go. You okay with that ?"
He chuckled. "You quit, you're safe. I can breathe."
"Will you find another muse?" She looked away to anywhere but him.
"Will you be another writer's muse ?"
She shook her head.
"Then I won't. And if you decide to be someone's muse, I'll fight 'till my heart bleeds to get you back."
She smiled. So bright.
He kissed her. She kissed him back. He stood up, grabbed her hands and led her to his bedroom.
And then , of course , I decided not to stalk again. So , Dr. Parish , since this is my last assignment, A for me, please ? I told you all I know, I didn't use names in case Gates tracked your e-mail, I remembered all their dialogue... Anyway, thank you for the last 12 months. I will miss you.
Sincerely,
Alexis Harper Castle
A/N : I feels like putting this in everyfic – English is my second language and I'm still 13 (who cares) ,so,sorry for the are appreciated.