Written for the .com - prompts. Thought I might try and answer a few.
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AU 7.01 Castle wakes up in the hospital believing that Kate had been with him in the crash. He still cant remember his missing time, but when Kate is not immediately there, he begins to think that Kate did not survive the accident.
Maybe 1/1. Oh. Forgive me. First fic. But don't let that deter you.
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She stays outside the door, she doesn't know how long. It feels like a lifetime. She can hear his voice and Martha's hushed tones and the near hysterical whispered yelling of Alexis. She knows she should go in. She feels the desperation seeping from underneath the door and still she can't make her feet move. There's too much riding on this; too much expectation and far far too much hope. She knows that it's him; but just how much of him will be there?
The door opens and the nurse steps out. They exchange looks, and the nurse moves away. She's still standing in the same place as she was when the nurse went in.
"It does get easier," the nurse comments as an afterthought, still moving away from Castle's room.
"Being here. It gets easier."
Kate looks up, the nurse nodding and smiling at her. Kate doesn't return the gesture and resumes her stare on the door.
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"Richard! Stop!"
"Dad! Calm down. Stop!"
"She's dead isn't she?! I need to see.. I need to get up..."
"Wait! Don't! You'll pull out the IV line."
"Dad!"
"Richard!"
The simultaneous yell of his name makes him stop and look at his ladies. He wishes there was one more though, yelling his third name.
"She was in the crash?" The question is left hanging. His damn eyes won't focus. He needs an answer but he can't focus on either woman.
The nurse comes in and they all fall silent. He thinks he sees her outside the door but she can't be here can she? She's gone. She's dead? His pitiful mind it just making him see what he wants to see most. The nurse quickly looks at his stats writes some things on his chart and gives him a smile.
"You're doing well Mr. Castle. You'll be out of here in no time."
He musters up the muscles in his face to smile back, but the creeping panic is coming back. It must show on the monitors because the gentle voice of his mother and daughter are whispering to him again. He doesn't take it in though, whatever they're saying. He hears the terms of endearment again and he hears her name. He hears words like 'dead' and 'okay' and he just can't make sense of it to put It together. The nurse comes back in and the ladies left in his life sit back in their chairs, relief on their faces. He knows his eyes are wide and his breathing is rapid but he can't stop. Panic? Is this what it was like for Kate? When she was shot? How many did she go through before she knew how to put herself back together? Will he get there? He feels himself drifting and the drugged feeling comes back, leading him into a dead sleep.
She brings herself to step through the threshold. Alexis gives her a death stare.
"Alexis?"
"Where were you?"
Martha moves so she can sit but Kate prefers to stand, taking a step closer to the girl.
"Alexis?"
She moves closer again. Sees the tear tracks. She looks over to Martha, who hasn't taken her eyes of Castle. Her eyes follow the stare and find that once they're there, she can't stop looking either.
The eyes of a detective look at him but the eyes of a lover look deeper and she feels it in her soul that no matter what, she won't be leaving this room, this life, this love without him.
And so she sits. And she takes his hand. And doesn't let go.