Well hello there Castle fans! Welcome to my story! I am a new Castle writer. I usually write for Bones. But after watching and becoming so addicted to Castle and Beckett, I decided to start my own story! So yeah, enjoy the story! And always remember to review! Thanks :)
Disclaimer: Do I even have to do this? I don't own or profit from Castle or any of its characters.
Summary: "I'm sorry for hitting you, and I'm sorry for blowing up on you. I'm sorry for saying I didn't know why I keep you around. I was pissed off and I didn't mean any of it. So…I'm sorry." Castle and Beckett are on a stake out. They finally talk about what happened between them earlier that day. What will happen? Will they pull together, or be split apart?
Chapter 1
The stake out was long, quiet, and boring. Detective Kate Beckett and Richard Castle sat in the N.Y.P.D squad car outside of the suspects building. Beckett had her hands gripped tightly onto the steering wheel, and Castle was pretending to be doing something on his phone. Neither one spoke. Neither one had the courage to. They had gotten into a fight earlier that morning, an epic one in fact.
Beckett had gotten into an argument with Josh. She had been upset and wasn't in the mood for anyone's games. Of course, Castle kept bugging her and trying to get her to fess up to what was wrong, which made her snap. Some hurtful words were said, Castle got a slap to the face, and neither had spoken to each other since.
Beckett had been talking to Lanie in the morgue, when Captain Montgomery called her and told her to meet him in his office. Once she arrived, she noticed that Castle was there as well.
"Beckett, Castle, we got a job for you." he said as Beckett sat down beside Castle and listened. "We just got word that our suspect, John Gallagher, is planning on fleeing the country. We have a list of all 4 of his addresses, and we're sending two people to each one."
"A stakeout?" Castle had asked.
Montgomery had nodded. "Now I don't know what went down between you two earlier, but you better put it aside while staking Gallagher out. We don't want him getting away because you two were too busy fighting. Understand?"
Castle nodded, while Beckett didn't say anything.
"Do you understand, Detective Beckett?" he said more firmly, with more authority.
"Yes sir." she had said a little louder than anticipated.
"Okay. Good luck people. Let's get the son of a bitch."
Beckett hated the fact that they had to go on a stake out. She was hoping that Castle wouldn't want to and that he didn't want to be around her, but instead, he eagerly obliged. Even if it meant 4 long hours of silence, Castle was still excited about his first stake out.
Now, Beckett sat, replaying their fight over and over again in her mind.
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"Beckett, Kate, what's wrong? Just spill the beans already." Castle had said, for what seemed like the hundredth time of getting her to speak.
"Castle! Leave me the hell alone! If I want to talk, I will. Damn. Sometimes I wonder why I keep you around." she said, without realizing the pain that shot through his chest.
Castle stood up. "Fine, Detective Beckett. If you want to be a grouchy, introverted and cold fish, then fine. I will relieve you of your pain."
"An introverted, cold fish?" she exclaimed, standing up as well. "Maybe if you weren't so god damn annoying, I would actually tell you. Maybe if I wouldn't have to see the look on your face once I told you, that look of sadness and pity, then maybe I would."
"Well what do you expect me to do? Laugh at you? Not say anything? Not care? Because if you don't want me to, then fine. I won't. But if you continue to keep everything bottled up, you're going to be alone and miserable for the rest of your life."
It took Beckett's breath away. A shot of pain went straight to her heart. She didn't no how to respond, so she struck him in the face. She walked away and left him with a red face and an ache in his chest.
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Everytime she thought about it, a tear came to her eye. It was so irrational, the words they spoke, the action she resorted to. She didn't know why it had led to that. It seemed so out of character, for both of them. But she had so much anger and annoyance built up in her body, that she had to release it and sadly, she released it on Castle. Castle, her friend, her partner, the man she loved? All he did was try to help her, try to get her to speak so he could comfort her in any way necessary like he always does, but she refused him. She didn't want his pity, she didn't want him to feel sorry for her, she just wanted everything to work out on its own. But everything only ended up worse.
Now she wasn't talking to Josh or Castle. She hated sitting there in silence, not hearing Castle ramble on and on about random things and about their latest case. She just wanted to hear his voice, his laugh. She just wanted him.
"Castle." she finally spoke.
She didn't know how or why she said it, but she did. Instantly, his eyes were on hers and her heart melted.
"I'm sorry." she whispered.
Castle smiled, surprised by the fact that she had cracked first and not him. Another five minutes and he was about to.
"For what?" he said, playing around with her.
"You know what!" she said, louder.
"Do I? Refresh my memory." He smirked.
She hated this man. He irritated her to no end. But, she admitted to herself, she could never hate Richard Castle. So she humored him.
"I'm sorry for hitting you, and I'm sorry for blowing up on you. I'm sorry for saying I didn't know why I keep you around. I was pissed off and I didn't mean any of it. So…I'm sorry."
He didn't say anything right away. He took a few moments to take the depth and sincereness of her apology in. God he loved this woman.
"Why do you keep me around? I mean, if I irritate you so much, then why did you let me come back?"
"Well why do you want to come back?" she retorted, avoiding his question. "Why do you insist on risking your life day after day? I would've thought after you almost being shot a couple weeks ago in the diner, you would've quit. So my question for you, Castle, is why do you stay?"
Just as Castle was about to answer, to pour his heart and soul to the woman he loved, he saw their suspect leaving his apartment.
"Gallagher!" he told her enthustastically.
"Damn. He would pick now to leave his apartment." Beckett thought, as she grabbed her gun from the back seat.
"Let's get him."
They exited the car, as Jonathan Gallagher was walking towards them.
"Mr. Gallagher, stop!" Beckett yelled, aiming the gun at him.
"Detective Beckett, it's nice to see you again. I've been expecting you guys to find me. Well…I can't say I didn't come prepared."
Jonathan slowly reached into his pocket.
"John, stop what you're doing and freeze."
"I'm afraid I can't do that."
He said as he pulled out a gun and aimed it at Beckett.
"Beckett." Castle whispered in fear.
"Shhh." she hushed him.
"John, put down the gun."
"Once again, I can't do that Detective. I'm sorry." he said, as he fired the gun.
The bullet made its way toward Beckett. It seemed to be in slow motion. Castle saw it coming. He pushed her to the ground as the bullet entered his chest. Seconds later, he also, was on the ground, blood pouring profusely from his chest.
Beckett saw the whole thing from the ground where she had been pushed to. She saw the bullet hit him, she saw the look and pain on his face, and she saw him on the ground, where a pool of blood was being made from his body.
"CASTLE!" she yelled, as she quickly crawled over to him. She took off her jacket and placed it on his chest to stop the bleeding.
"Castle, please. Please. Don't leave me Castle." she pleaded.
His eyes were twitching as blood started coming out of his mouth.
"Rick. Please! Stay with me!" she cried.
She felt water running down her face, and for a second, she thought it was raining. But then, she realized it was her tears. She was crying. The tears kept flowing and flowing while she did everything she could to stop the bleeding.
She held one hand on his chest as she pulled her out her walkie-talkie and radioed into Portable to Central.
The person on the other end answered.
"This is Detective Kate Beckett with the N.Y.P.D. I need an ambulance in the alley of 66th. I got a GSW to the chest...My partner…Richard Castle…he's been shot. Please hurry. He's losing a lot of blood."
Castle squeezed Becketts hand. "Rick! You son of a bitch! Don't die! Please don't die!"
"Kate..I..I.." she stuttered.
"What Rick? What!"
He kept repeating I over and over again, until his eyes began to close.
"Castle! No! Please God, no. Rick!" she screamed, leaning her head on his blood soaked chest.
She cried. She cursed the lord. How could this happen? They were working things out. He was going to tell her something. What was it?
Minutes later, the paramedics arrived as they put him on the gurney and into the back of the ambulance.
"I'm riding with him." Beckett told one of the paramedics.
She jumped into the back, where they were trying to restart his heart.
She watched him. She watched his face the entire time. He looked so helpless, so pale, so…dead.
But as the heart monitors rose, she caught her breath and a certain feeling entered her body….hope.
Bet you didn't see that coming, did you? Okay maybe you did. But anyways, if you want to know what happens, leave a review! Thanks :)
