Kate slowly opened her eyes. It was dark and she could see nothing. She could hear multiple beeping noises and in a drug induced haze she felt it strange that the beeps seemed to match the pace of her heart. All she felt was pain. She opened her eyes some more and tried to look around and remember where she was. It wasn't her apartment. She tried to move but her body wouldn't co-operate. It felt as if she was cut off from her own body. What had happened? Where was she? Was she kidnapped? Why was she feeling pain? Where was Castle? The last question invaded her mind and sent an involuntary jolt through her body. Immediately, she hissed in pain. By instinct, she bit on her lip to hold back the yelp. But she was scared. Scared and tired and confused. She felt her heart beginning to pump faster. She could hear the sound of her blood rushing over the beeping which had now become incessant.
Suddenly she saw a crack of light as the door opened noiselessly. Someone entered. Kate wanted to reach for her gun but her hands won't move. She tried her best to move and all she felt was the unbearable pain that seemed to course through her body. She heard someone groaning and slowly realized that it was her. The figure had moved closer and was now standing by the side of her bed. She heard the sound of shuffling. 'Think,' she told to herself. 'Keep calm, take in your surroundings and think,' the words of her training officer came to her mind.
Her training officer Mike. Mike was dead, wasn't he? She vaguely remembered being at a funeral. Was it Mike's? But Mike didn't have a wife and 2 kids... Whose funeral was that? Captain Montgomery's. Was the captain dead? But how? Was that Mike or Montgomery who had died? Why had her father broken down during the funeral? She remembered the coffin being lowered and her father kneeling down beside it, almost doubled up in heart wracking sobs. Why was her dad crying in Montgomery's funeral? She had to ask her mother. Her mother knew her father the best, she could probably explain what happened. Where was her mother anyway? She hadn't spoken to her mother for a long time. Why? Did they fight? Suddenly the image flashed. Her mother lying in a pool of blood in the dark in the blind alley. "Random gang violence," she heard a voice say. No, it was wrong. It was not accidental. It was pre-planned. She didn't remember how she knew it but she knew. Now she had to tell that to her father. She tried to call out but couldn't find her voice. She tried again and again... and again. She was so tired. She wanted to sleep. But she had to tell her father that what he knew about her mom's death was wrong. She wanted to walk towards her father but her legs won't carry her. Suddenly she was sinking, sinking deep. All she wanted to do was sleep. May be she could rest for a minute? Then she would get up and walk to her dad. A minute only... that's all she needed. She felt lighter than before... the pain was going away... And then the darkness descended.