Her name was Kate. Kate. What a boring name. And she was totally unattractive, with ugly short black hair (who even wants short hair?) with eyes that are to big for her face. She wasn't even cute, and pretty was totally out of reach for her.

So why did he think she was beautiful?

Not that Meredith had feelings for her ex-husband Rick. Not a chance. After all, he'd wanted an orderly little wife, that's probably why he liked her. She would do whatever he told her too, and she would obey without question. Kate would not ask where he'd been if he'd stayed out late at night, came back smelling like another woman, stoned, drunk or all at the same time.

Oh, who was she kidding?

Meredith stared at herself in the mirror. Rick didn't do those things. She had always been the flighty one in their relationship, and maybe she was kind of jealous. Who wouldn't be? After all, she'd been the number one woman in Rick's life for a long time. Not Alexis, not that sleazy Martha. No, she had been. And now he was throwing her away. Again! This would be another six day marriage like it had been with Gina. He would beg for her back, and she would go without question, because she loved the feel of his strong arms around her. She just couldn't be content to stay like that forever. She needed everything to be rough, on the edge. She was independent. And Rick couldn't stand that. Rick couldn't understand that, he wanted her to always be home at every second.

Kate probably would be there. At his house, oh, sorry, their place, every second of the day. A simple little woman, not asking questions, obedient, orderly. Taking care of everything. Giving Martha her wine. Speaking of Martha, that little witch probably pretended to actually like her. No one could actually like Martha. At least Meredith had never lied to Rick about how she'd felt about his mother. No, Meredith was honest. Kate probably lied all the time. She was probably lying about loving Rick, too, just so she could have his money.

Meredith banged her head on the mirror. None of those words fit the Kate Beckett she'd met briefly during her short time in New York. The Kate she'd seen was professional, competent, and one step ahead of everything. She had seemed loyal, steadfast, and hurt. Hurt deeply, even Meredith could see that. Kate Beckett didn't fully trust the world, which meant that she could never completely trust Rick either.

Picking up her purse, Meredith knew that she had made the right decision. Kate couldn't be allowed to have Rick, because she didn't deserve him. Kate Beckett didn't deserve anyone until she learned that whatever had happened was the past, and she needed to get over it. Until Kate Beckett learned this, she was going to be a total bitch. Meredith walked to the door. She was on a mission.

She had to stop that wedding.

Okay, this will be a full fic, and I'll try to add lots of humor. And lots of Caskett, they are, after all, getting married.

I don't own Castle. Thanks to iluvacting for betaing.

~DI4MGZ~