au- Since this story is Au,there is no Meredith and Gina,which means no Alexis,Beckett and Castle are partners like in the show but they meet differently ,blue bell is not a real place it's off a tv show "Hart of Dixe" and thank you to my beta also.
"Richard?" His mother asked puzzled as he paced his room, packing a bag.
"I'm packing." He threw a stack of shirts in the bag and continued on his path.
"What for, darling?"
"I can't stand him."
"It will take a little bit of time to get used to." She walked up behind him and stood."
He stopped and faced her. "Mother, I love you, but this is the fourth time you have been married."
"Is there anything I can say that will make you stay?"
He shook his head no.
"Please promise me you'll stay in touch." She sniffed, a tear running down her cheek.
"I will." He nodded and hugged his mother goodbye.
Bluebell, Alabama is where he found himself. He approached a small diner, hungry from traveling. When he walked in, everyone turned to look. In a town where everyone knew your name, an outsider was a rare occasion.
There were three kids that looked his age, the girl that caught his eye being the one that was staring right back at him. She had dark black hair, tanned skin, and green eyes. She wasn't just staring, though, she was up on the tiny stage in the corner warming up her voice. There was also a boy with shaggy brown hair playing the guitar, singing backup for the black-haired girl. The third, a blonde, shaggy boy was in the back playing the drums.
The girl stopped. "Hey, Milo" Mel said, tapping his shoulder.
"Yes, Mel?"
"You know how we were looking for a third guy?"
"Mel can you hurry this up, we need to play soon."
"What about that guy?" Mel said, pointing at Rick.
"Never seen him before. Who is he?"
Mel smirked, "I'll go find out"
"But Mel." Milo protested.
"We can take a quick break." She glanced over her shoulder and continued on.
"Hey there." Mel said, sitting across from Rick in the booth he had chosen.
He looked up from his burger, shocked. "Uh, hi."
"Do you want to be in our band?" She said point blank.
His jaw hung open. "I don't even know you"
"My name is Mel. I'm eighteen and I'm a foster child. Enough info for you."
Rick took this as a sign that he was where he was supposed to be. "I guess I can sing and write songs for you."
"Great" Mel smirked at him again. She pulled him up and dragged him over to the stage. "Milo and Joey, this is." She paused and looked at Rick. "What's your name?"
"Rick."
"This is Rick. He's going to sing and write our songs."
The guys just nodded, knowing Mel was in charge and would do what she wanted anyway. Rick stood silently. It wasn't every day that you left your whole life behind you and were given the chance at a new one.
Eventually, they all became tight, Rick and Mel especially, their awkward meeting turning into years of friendship. Eventually, after being spotted by a talent scout, Rick asked Mel to marry him. But, after an eye opening phone call from Martha, Rick left his friends and returned to New York to write. He didn't actually want to be a singer. He wanted to write.
In 2012, he was still single and had never been married. But, he was a successful author, having made it. He met Detective Kate Beckett at a book signing and he fell madly in love with her. Eventually, he based a series off of her; Nikki Heat. And in the year following that, he asked Kate to marry him. She, of course, said yes, and they were married on a beautiful summer evening at their Hamptons house.
