So, I'm not too sure how I feel about this. I might continue it. I don't know, I'm kinda new to this whole fanfiction deal. I'm also weirded out because when I wrote this it was 12:30 at night and I heard a bunch of sirens. The next morning I learned there was a police shooting less than a mile from my house, and I live in a small town so that kind of thing never happens. But anyway...hope you like my story. :)
WARNING: you might cry. It's rather deppressing. For some reason I really love sad stories.
Rick Castle imagined what dying would be like multiple times. But when the moment actually came, all of his ideas seemed naive. At first, when the bullet pierced his chest, the pain was overwhelming. But soon the agony was vanishing with every passing moment. Exhaustion took over his body and the desire to close his droopy eyes got the best of him. The thick smell of blood and cherries, that at first was so strong, slowly went away. Soon the sound of sirens and a girl crying gently faded out. The last thing that Richard Castle felt before his death was a warm tear drop on his cold, pale face, and passionate lips pressed against his.
Soon, Castle saw the whole scene for himself, and was utterly confused. In the street a heartbroken girl cried hysterically, clutching to a corpse, refusing to surrender her grip. A handcuffed man was sitting in an ambulance, while being treated for a gunshot wound to the arm. Two men were standing near the corpse, both wearing equally sad expressions. One of the men embraced a lady with dark eyes who silently let tears escape. After moment of recognition, Castle realized he knew these people.
Castle looked at Beckett's tear soaked face, and quickly ran to her side.
"What's wrong Kate?" Castle asked confused, "What's going on?"
The distraught Kate did not answer his question; in fact she didn't even acknowledge Castle at all. She was too busy bent over a corpse. He darted to the others for some sort of explanation.
"Ryan, Lanie, Esposito, what's going on? Who's that with Beckett?"
Again his questions were left unanswered and no one even took notice to him. The Captain approached the group and the sorrow in his voice was strong when he gently said,
"It's such a damn shame. The world really lost an incredible guy today. Plus he's the only one I've ever seen who treats her the way she deserves to be treated. Hell, he just took a bullet for her, and it ended up killing him. If that's not a hero, then I don't know what is…"
"I always thought that they'd grow old together, and live a happy life," Lanie choked out.
"Yeah he was one hell of a good guy" Ryan agreed.
"What are you talking about!" Castle demanded, but the group just stood silently and stared at the ground. All of them overcome by something terrible that had happen.
"Come on, we better go get her calmed down and take her home. She needs to sleep; this has been a terrible day." Esposito said.
"Good idea, she should stay with me tonight," Lanie proposed.
The group walked over to Beckett, who was still hysterically crying on the ground, and Castle watched as they approached her. He noticed the corpse, but Beckett was still bent over the dead man and her hair covered his face, so Castle had no idea who the body belonged to. Beckett was still laying on him and desperately holding on to his pale body. He had never seen her so upset. Castle tried to comfort her but his soothing words had no effect on her.
After 5 minutes of debating, Beckett finally calmed down a little, and agreed to go with Lanie. She asked for one minute alone, and they reluctantly left her alone with corpse. But Castle wanted to stay with her, and Beckett didn't seem to mind.
"I'm so sorry I let this happen to you," Beckett half choked, half whispered into the dead man's ear. "I don't know how I'm going to get through life without you. I need you. I should've told you sooner, but now it's too late. I love you Richard Castle." She finalized her goodbye, with a passionate kiss against his cold, dead lips. She stood up and they both looked down at the corpse.
Castle stared wide-eyed at the familiar face, his own face. He whispered a shaky "no…this can't be, I'm alive! Kate I'm right here!" He quickly dashed to Beckett to give her a hug, to prove that he was alive, and that everything was going to be ok. But to his dismay, Castle couldn't touch her. His body passed right through hers and he started to put the pieces together.
He remembered the suspect's gun pointing at Beckett, and Beckett's pointing at the suspect. He recalled the alarming sound to the left of them and how he watched Beckett's head instinctively turn in that direction. Tears started to fill his eyes as he remembered the suspect's evil smirk as he aimed the gun at a distracted Beckett, and how he himself threw his body inbetween hers and the bullet. He winced while he thought of the pain that stung his heart, while hearing Beckett's return fire at the man who caused him the pain . All of his last moments came rushing back to him like a flash flood.
The terrible realization echoed through his mind; he was dead.
Soooo...what did you think? Did you Like it, hate it, cry? Should I continue? Reveiw Please, I wanna hear your thoughts! :)
