I was warming up to put up a new chapter on my Bones fic, The Wedding and had been reading some Castle fic and just kind of got carried away. I don't own Castle (trust me, if I did, I'd be doing a lot more than writing fan fic for it) R&R
Sometimes she wondered. If she had been alive, what would she say? But wondering never healed the wounds. Nothing ever gave closure. She would love him. Maybe thats why Beckett hated his first impression. He made her heart beat just a little faster and her wounds feel a little like scars. The moment he told her her own life story, he turned life on its head. She hated that she could never hide. Her walls might as well have been made out of used popsicle sticks because they never seemed to hold up.
"Beckett?"
"I need you"
"Marry me."
Could she say yes to forever, yes to never feeling wounded?
"I love you"
"Yes."
"Don't let me waste anymore time."
Sometimes he thought. I wonder what she thinks as she closes her eyes at night, as she smiles for no reason in particular. Why it feels like every cut and scrape from every quick relationship or one night stand never existed. The transience of Castle's life had made him never feel quite secure, never felt safe. No consistent dad, no consistent home. But she pulled his feet back on the ground and the moment he looked at her he knew this was one story he wanted to hear but also wanted to be a character in. He needed to make her pieces fit together.
"Castle?"
"Yeah?"
"I need you."
"Marry me, please"
"Yes"
"Don't let me waste anymore time"
"I love you."
This was her invitation. She wanted him in her story.
And then, it was they or them.
"Forever."