Ok, so this is this first time I've ever written anything except English assignments. Sooooo if you choose to be a wonderful person and review my first story, please be at least somewhat nice. If you're nice, I'll give you a cookie...or at least try to write another story...anyways, so this contains spoilers for the season 3 finale. If you have seen it, good. Skip this stupid ramble and read the story. If you haven't seen it but wish to hate yourself for the rest of eternity, then you may also skip this part, and read the story. If you're here to sue me for using characters that are (sadly) not mine, then I'll make it official: ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO THE CASTLE CREATORS/WRITERS/ETC. I AM NOT MAKING A PROFIT FROM THIS STORY. There. Happy? Good.

Quick summary that (hopefully) sucks a little less than the original one: Kate woke up from a four month coma to find none other than Rick Castle at her side. What exactly does she remember from before she passed out? The answers are all below... :)


Prologue

"Kate! Stay with me Kate. I love you. I love you, Kate."

The words rang through my ears as I began to lose consciousness. I tried to smile, tried to tell him how I felt as a tear ran down my cheek. I wanted to say it. Tried to tell him I love him too, but no words came out as I slowly closed my eyes, letting the pain lead me into the darkness.

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Chapter 1 – Waking Up

I tried to open my eyes, but I quickly squeezed them shut. I heard the steady beeping of...is that a heart monitor? What happened? I opened my eyes again, bracing myself for the harsh glare of florescent lights. Once they were open, I heard a man's voice.

"Kate! You're awake!"

As he reached for the call button, I realized his voice sounded slightly familiar.

"I was so worried about you. Oh thank God you're awake. They said you weren't gonna make it. They wanted to pull the plug months ago but we didn't let them. We insisted that our Beckett was a fighter. And now you're awake."

As he rambled, he pulled me into a hug. Wait. Was that...? Was he crying? When he pulled away I could see his red, swollen eyes and tear stained cheeks. Yep. He was crying. I stared blankly at him trying to figure out what was happening. Trying to use my voice. I finally mustered up the strength so hoarsely say those three words. The words I've been trying to say since I woke up.

"Who are you?"

"Beckett- it- it's me. Castle."

He seemed so hurt by the fact that I couldn't remember him. It was heart-wrenching. I felt like a jerk. I could tell that this man, Castle, cared about me. A lot. To be honest, I felt a strange connection with him. I cared about him, too. I didn't know who he was, but I knew that there was no one else I'd rather be with at that moment.


Ok, I have to admit that that wasn't the best chapter ever written, but it got the point across right? Also, as far as I know, the other chapters will be better. Probably. If you want to know how this works out, leave me a review and I'll post the next chapter. Actually, I'll probably post it anyways. You should still review though. Reviews are fun. Unless they're mean. That's less fun. I do appreciate some constuctive critisism though. :) Hope you liked it!