Hey guys, I know that I haven't updated Help Me in a while, but I promise, one will be coming shortly. But for now, here is what I think would be good for the season 5 first episode. Let me know what you guys think. Just so you know, it may contain just a little bit of cursing. Be-warned... Oh and congratulations to the people who notice the season 2 Castle reference.
Disclaimer: This is the first episode of season 5 because I, A.W.M., own Castle - as if...
As the sun slowly rose over New York, Rick Castle was rebelling against the light shining through the open shade. "Mmmnnn," he groaned into the pillow his face was currently buried in. He finally realized that the sun wasn't going to go back down just because he was THE Richard Castle.
He pushed himself upward off of the pillow, and somewhat off of the mattress. He flopped back down, only to land on his side, "Ow," he groaned in a groggy, sleep hazed voice. He was just starting to fall back asleep when, damned if he didn't smell cherries. "Huh, here I thought it was all a dream. A vivid dream, but a dream no less." Rick thought as he breathed in the the scent of a certain homicide detective.
After a while he rolled over to cuddle with Kate, but instead of his face making contact with a warm body, his head just kept going until it hit the rumpled sheets. He snapped his head up, almost giving himself whiplash in the process. He surveyed her side of the bed, "One night and she already has a side..." Rich thought.
"Yes, she was definitely here last night." Rick mumbled to the empty room. The spot where she was laying was cold, so she had been gone for a while, but the pillow had a couple of long brunette hairs on it, so she was really there.
He got up out of bed and made it out of his bedroom door when he realized that he was naked. Not a stitch of clothes on. "God, what is wrong with me?" he thought as he made his way back into his bedroom to put some clothes on. He pulled on some Spongebob Squarepants boxers and a matching tee shirt and walked back out the door.
When he woke up and found Kate not in bed, he thought that she woke up before him and came out into the living room to sit down and stare out the window while she thought for a while, or maybe she went into his office, grabbed a book and fell asleep reading. But when he exited his bedroom and crossed the threshold into his office, he saw no Kate passed out on the couch, or slumped over in his chair with a book half under her face.
He thought nothing of it and continued walking into the living room, expecting to find her in a chair by the window or on the couch with a book. But he didn't see that either. "Okay, no reason to panic." he said aloud to the empty loft. As he walked closer to the door, he saw the trail of Kate's clothes gone, and a small pool of blood that seemed to be fairly fresh. "Small reason to panic."
He walked over to the door, and when he saw that her killer heels were gone, he slumped down the door as he tried not to let the tears fall. He chocked back a sob and a yawn at the same time, and somehow ended up with hiccups. After the hiccups faded, he realized just how tired he really was. He yawned a few more times before he drifted off to sleep, with his head resting on his bent knees.
When he woke next, it was because of being jerked forward by the door. "Ow," he stated groggily. But he didn't move. When the door hit him a second time, he shifted positions, but still didn't move. The next thing he knew, the door was pushed harder, and he was sliding across the floor. He heard the familiar click of heels on the floor, but he thought that he was dreaming. He heard it again, "I must be dreaming," he thought.
"Castle? The hell are you doing on the floor?" Kate asked as she grabbed Rick's forearms. As Rick brought his head up, Kate pulled, bringing him to a standing position. Rick quickly lost his balance and sent himself and Kate toppling to the ground. "Kate," Rick stated. "Hey," Kate said as she looked at him, from her position on his lap.