Incomplete Lullaby
Seven years of waiting, loving and leaving.
What does Castle do when he sees his best friend after seven years and realize that through everything he still loves her more than anything.
What has happened to her and how does he get the woman he knew back?
AN: So this is my first story in a LONGGG time. Finally decided that it was time for me to start a new one and see how it goes
I hope you guys like it…. A little nervous because its been so long but I figure why not right?The idea come from listening to Lisa Mitchell's song "Incomplete Lullaby" go check it out on youtube.
I have the first few chapters written and to let you know ahead of time I should have this story updated every few days….. no huge breaks to wait through as I've just finished Uni and finally just have some time to do what I love.
Hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I do writing it
Richard Castle sat rubbing his hands together to stop the pain of the cramp in his hand caused by signing the same thing over and over all day.
Finally the last of his fans had left the store and he was clear to go home to his daughter and his mother if all went well with his publicist.
He slowly stood from his chair which had progressively become more and more uncomfortable as the day progressed until it was at the point it was now where he truly believed that sitting on a bed of nails would have been more comfortable.
As he turned around he noticed Gina making her way over to him, apparently he wouldn't have to find her after all.
"Rick" she said as she walked towards him swinging her bag over her shoulder "You can go home now and good work today, I will call you later this week and set up that meeting about your next book."
He just nodded at her and pulled on his jacket before making his way towards the door, he stopped just before he reached the door and turned "See you then Gina" he said before turning and opening the door and stepping out into the cold New York winter night.
He was going to call his car service but as he looked around he realized that he could do with the walk.
He needed to clear his mind before he headed home, it was that time of year again when everything he did and everywhere he went reminded him of what he had lost, of who he had lost and of how empty a huge part of his life felt.
As he walked he pulled his jacket tighter around him to ward off the chill of the night air, as he looked around at the street lights and the head lights of the cars flying by he couldn't help but wonder where she was in the world.
As he closed in on his street he couldn't help but think about the woman that he use to walk these streets with on nights like this, cuddled together to warm each other up she use to say, laughing as they walked along tripping over one another, not worrying about anything except where they were headed.
That was in the past though and he had to remind himself of that more often than not, because she wasn't coming back and he had a girl to get home to who would no doubt be waiting for him to walk through that front door.
So that's what he did; he crossed the street and opened the lobby door heading towards the elevator that would take him to his front door and back to his girl.
As she watched from the window of her new apartment she couldn't believe that she was finally back in the city she loved, she had been gone for far too long.
She hadn't meant to be gone for so long but she had run away so long ago and she realized too late that she wouldn't find what she was looking for because it was back home.
It was six months into her "trip" which she had taken to calling it and she was in Paris; it had hit her one night as she sat on the cool grass looking up at the Eiffel tower that she had run from everything that she had ever wanted.
She had sat there looking up at the lights until the early hours of the morning trying to figure out how to fix what she had broken; 6 and a half years later she still didn't have an answer to the question that she had asked so many years ago.
So here she was sitting looking out over the city she loved wondering if the man she loved was out there with the little girl that would always hold a huge part of her heart.
She was 21 when they first met and he was 25 with a 4 year old daughter who won her heart over the moment she met her, he had been a different story though.
She had always thought he was a playboy millionaire but slowly she started to see the real Richard Castle, the man who's only care in the world was the happiness of his little girl.
A year later at 22 she moved into his apartment with him, 6 months after that he asked her to marry him on the rooftop of their apartment building and she accepted without a second thought because he was everything to her and so was his little girl who was like a daughter to her, they were meant to get married 6 months after that and everything was all ready for the big day but something went amiss and after a big fight one night over her adopting his daughter she ran.
She didn't turn around and she kept running and seven years later at the age of thirty she hadn't found anything close to what she walked away from that night.
The love of her life, her heart, a little girl but most of all her family.
So here Kate Beckett sat wishing to find a way to fix what she had done, to find her love, her heart and her family again.
As he walked through the door of his apartment he smiled at the scene in front of him, his not so little girl curled up on the couch with her red hair falling out of the pony tail she had obviously put it into after her shower, the book she had been reading resting on her chest and a peaceful look covering her face.
For the first few months after Kate had walked away Alexis who at the time had only been 6 years old had become his soul reason for getting up in the morning and getting through the day.
She had taken Kate's leaving almost harder than he had, she had lost her mother after she walked out at a young age and it wasn't until Kate come into their lives that he got to see his daughter how he remembered her, care free, spontaneous and outright lovable.
That had all gone out the window the morning they had woken up to find that Kate had walked out without warning.
It had taken a long time but they had recovered to a point where they could function on a daily basis without it hurting, they could laugh again and they had learnt to move on.
But seeing his little girl slowly turning into a young lady he wanted nothing more than to give her the mother figure that she deserved; somebody to answer her questions about boys and every day things, to go shopping with on weekends, to have a friend that she would always know would be there to back her up against her dad, to play with her hair, to be the shoulder to cry on and the person she could laugh with.
He walked over to the couch and bent down beside her and pushed a stray piece of hair off her face and kissed her forehead.
She rolled over to face him properly and a sleepy smile covered her face.
"Daddy your home" she said sitting up a little so that she could look at him.
"Yea pumpkin I'm home, now how about we get you upstairs to bed before you get a sore back from this couch hey?" he said while pulling her up to a standing position.
"Good night dad, talk tomorrow morning" she said before wrapping her arms around him and kissing his cheek.
She slowly walked towards the stairs and slowly made her way up them with him watching her with a smile on his face until he could no longer see her.
He slowly made his way towards the huge window sill that looked out over the city and sat down with a sad smile on his face.
He missed her, he missed holding her at night, he missed her laugh, he missed fighting with her, he missed making up with her but most of all he missed loving her and being loved just as fiercely in return.
"Katherine Beckett, where in the world are you?" he whispered to nobody in particular because he had been asking that same question every night for the past seven years with no answer.
But what he didn't know was that he would be getting the answer to his question much sooner than he ever thought.
Hope you guys like this.
As I said fist story in a while that I've written so I hope you guys give it a chance and hang in there with me while I get back into the swing of things.
Feel free to leave a comment about what you think and if anybody wants to PM me about anything feel free to do that also
Jess.