Disclaimer: I don't own Castle :(
A/N: Just a little one shot based on spoilers for the season finale, Watershed. My idea on how the episode might end.
All mistakes are my own (I wrote this in about half an hour)
The day started like any other. They woke up in each other's arms to the sound of Beckett's phone buzzing letting them both know another body had dropped. The sun was shining, and it looked as if could be the perfect day. After that moment of pure bliss it went downhill.
Beckett had left her phone of the bed whilst in the shower. He walked in the room to find a reminder about a job interview with the FBI at 12 today. He didn't know why she never told him.
It was later that afternoon when she called and asked him to meet her at the swing set. The same one where they admitted, in subtext of course, that he will wait until her wall comes tumbling down before they can be other.
She sat down; facing away, and told him about the job offer she received. He was thrilled at first that she was going onto bigger and better things. But of course it was too good to be true. The job was based in DC, but with travel all over the country. She would never have a permanent home for the foreseeable future.
"So what does that mean for us?" He didn't mean for his words to sound so cold, but this conversation was probably going to tear his heart apart.
"I don't know. I don't want to give up on us, but this opportunity is too good to pass on."
"I guess you've made your choice." And with that Castle walked away from the playground. It was better just to walk away now, instead of dragging his heart through the mud.
So this is why Rick is at the loft all alone. He wants to just collapse of the couch and cry. She had just walked out on their relationship, saying that he wasn't serious about them. But that was where she was wrong. He knew she started questioning their relationship after the incident with Eric Vaughn. He tried his best to advert the situation, and everything seemed fine in the last couple of days. He knew how risky it would be, but in the end hopefully the pain would be worth it. It was all set to be perfect. He would get her to come over one night after work, with Chinese takeout set our waiting for her. She would be Kate. Not Detective Beckett. Whilst eating her food, she would open her fortune cookie only to find a ring waiting inside; with a message reading 'Will you marry me, Kate?' He had been planning it for months and was going to finally put it into action in 3 days, on their one year anniversary.
But that was never going to happen now. She made it pretty clear she was choosing her job over him. Over what they have spent 4 years building together. It was all coming to an end. Always obviously didn't have the same meaning to her as it did to him.
Rick walked over to his drawer by his desk, reaching to find the secret compartment that the ring was resting in. His emotions were in over drive. He didn't know whether he was angry at her, sad, or whether just frustrated at himself for running everything. He twirled the ring in his finger for a few minutes, before his anger reached boiling point. He threw the ring somewhere into the living room, before collapsing onto the floor, tears streaming freely down his face.
His always was gone.
Thoughts?
