I DO NOT OWN CASTLE - - - - - -If I did, Castle and Beckett would be together by now and maybe this is how it would have happened.
This is how Kate Beckett gets back up. AU – This is how I wish 3x13 Knockdown would have continued.
Rated M for end of last chapter.
OK, so I posted this with all the dialogues squeezed together and got several helpful reviews expressing how hard it is to read like that, so I decided to revise and repost.
If you read before, same story. If you have not read this, I hope you enjoy!
This started as a drabble with an extended ambulance scene for Knockdown, but I couldn't stop. It is my first fanfic to write, actually, first writing in many years (I'm truly not as old as that makes me sound), so please review, but be nice. Thanks!
Beckett climbs into the ambulance.
"Hey there, Chuck Norris".
Castle laughs which seems to break a little tension as he attempts to re-wrap the bandage on his right hook.
She grins and takes over the job and the small talk begins. "How's the hand," she ask.
"Excruciating." He replies and adds, "How's Ryan and Esposito?"
"Hmm, mild hypothermia, wounded pride . . . guess which one will heal first?" Kate quickly answers with a smirk and castle responds with the same.
She tucks the bandage in and smoothes it down with both thumbs as she holds his hand in hers. His eyes never leaving her and she never looking up at him, she lowers their hands to her knee.
"Thank you – for having my back in there."
"Always," he whispers.
The silence last for just a few moments, but felt as though they were frozen in time, until Kate takes a deep breath and slowly exhales it.
"I don't want – I don't think -wheeeeeew, I can't go home alone tonight."
Still in a whisper, "I know, I've already text Alexis and told her that I wouldn't be home tonight."
Without moving her head, she lifted her eyes to him and gave the slightest smile before closing them again in a "thank you" blink.
Rick smiled widely and took her by the arm, "let's get out of here."