English is not my primary language so please forgive me any grammar mistakes.
This is my first Castle fic so be gentle, please…
"Numbers"
I, Richard Castle, being of sound mind and body, and of my own free will declare that…
…I love numbers.
Yes… I know that you know that I'm a writer, so I should probably say something more like... "I love words" and stuff like that…
Yeah, yeah… I know… I know… I also have a "thing" with grammar, spelling and all the other things that writer should have "thing" with.
Don't get me wrong – I love them too. Those things are paying my bills, right?...
Right.
But for me numbers are magical. Simple things… easy things… but they can describe your life better than anything else.
You don't believe me?
Oooookay… let me prove it to you all.
Thirty three.
Nice number don't you think? Three and three… simple, elegant, quaint. You can add something to it. You can deduct from it. You can do whatever you want…
Ok, that sounded much more dirty than I thought. Forgive me.
To the point!
Thirty three is also a number of… my books.
To this day in my life I wrote exactly 33 books.
Can you see the magic now? Because I can.
And what do you think about… five and twelve?
Nice?
Amazing?
Beautiful?
Or maybe…. Booooooring?
I beg to differ…
5th of December my daughter Alexis was born.
Do you understand me now?
Life is funny you know… It has a twisted sense of humor which I really like. Maybe because I never treated it seriously?
Don't get me wrong… I CAN be serious when I need to be.
I just don't treat life like most people…. You are – you live – you die – bye bye!
It's stupid! It's moronic! And I will never accept it!
My philosophy is simple… Carpe Diem! Seize a day! And live your life like you want to – not like they expect you to live it…
Cliché…. I know – but I don't care.
Where was I? Aaaaa…. Numbers!
Forty five. This is the number of cop friends I have.
Nice! Don't you think?
Can you imagine how many tickets I evaded for all these years? …..
Ok, I'm joking. Each and every one of them is simply amazing.
And since I mentioned my cop friends….
Six….
THAT many times I was arrested! ... Twice BY my WIFE!
She did it when I pissed her off with something…
STOP SNICKERING!
I totally blame it on raging hormones! She was pregnant at the times so I should know better and stop being… well… ME!
All right…. All right…. I really don't mind that she did it. I had it coming…
Of course I didn't stay long behind bars… l.
When she went home Javier, Kevin and Roy let me go – and we played cards all night.
She will never know about this of course…
I've grown quite attached to all of my limbs and I like them intact.
Hmmm….
Since I mentioned my wife, I've got another set of numbers for you all…
Nine… Three… Two Thousand and Nine…
Forgive me when I say it official….
It was 9th day o March – Anno Domini 2009….
It was the day when I met Her.
Great day indeed!
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Are you ready for some more numbers?