Second Thoughts
Dear readers,
This is my first story. Please go ahead and judge away. Your comments and reviews are most appreciated. They'll help me to improve my writing. I see this as a multi-chapter story. I will continue if I get good response…or maybe even otherwise :p
This story is dedicated to my soul sister Raquel who convinced me to post it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Castle but I would be the happiest person on the planet if I could only own a ticket on a flight to LA.
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Chapter 1
The blazing rays of the morning shone through the window. Kate rubbed her eyes and woke up to an empty bed. Lazily, she moaned and sunk under the covers again. One more day stuck at home. Ugh how she hated being sick.
By now she was used to waking up in Castle's loft. It wasn't even Castle's loft anymore. It was home. From under the covers she could hear Castle talking to Alexis. Some kind of delicious smell emanated from the kitchen. She smiled and sat up, a vague remembrance of the previous night's dream. She lowered her legs to put on her slippers and took a moment to rub her forehead. "Phew, what a nightmare," she said to herself.
Lazily she stretched her arms. 'I should get out of bed now', she thought. She was still a little drowsy from the medicine. She began to mull over ways to spend her day. Books? Movies? No. She had covered it all in that week. She was sick of being holed up. She wanted a case. Desperately!
Just then, Castle stepped into the room. "Oh good, you're awake! Alexis just left. I was just coming over to wake you", he said. "I made you pancakes with a smiley face".
"Thank you Castle but you don't need to bring me breakfast in bed every morning. I'm well enough to step out of bed."
Oh shoot. That was a little rude. She could see the hurt in his eyes.
"Well, firstly, you know I don't mind and secondly, if you don't get up soon, it's not going to be morning anymore", he said smiling. He could see that she seemed a bit out of it, flustered even. He understood.
"What time is it? Is it really that late?", she asked hoping he wouldn't be annoyed.
He sat beside her and kissed her gently on the forehead. "It's 10 am. Get out of bed already, sleepyhead."
Ah. How could she resist those shiny blue eyes? She loved the way he turned every snarky remark into a joke. The way he took care of her. The way he was so patient with her. Always.
"Wow. 10 am already. I can't remember the last time I slept this late."
"That's because you work too hard. And never ever take a holiday. I mean seriously is there no one else who can take care of a simple old murder on a Saturday morning?"
"Of course not, I'm extraordinary, remember?"
"Well that you are", he said, getting up. "And stubborn too. So I'm just going to go over to the kitchen and you can get dressed meanwhile. That is…..unless you need help getting dressed, no?" He winked and left the room shutting the door behind him.
She had never dreamed she would ever have this. A man who would go to the ends of the earth to protect her. All of his actions, so meaningful, so considerate. His actions, always making her smile. One of those dreamy smiles which were so rarely seen by anybody else.
Yes this was the man of her dreams. This was the man she was about to marry. And she had loved every moment of it. They had come so far from the first time that they met. Yet he still looked at her the same way-a mixture of awe, reverence and joy. She loved the fact that they could still drive each other up the wall with their theories yet still tease each other mercilessly. They were in love. Nothing could pull them apart. Or so she thought.
She thought back to the previous night's dream…
"Hurry up Castle", she said as she ran down an alleyway chasing down a suspect. She could hear him panting, struggling to catch up with his much fitter partner. She could almost feel him breathing down her neck. A shot sounded from somewhere. All of a sudden, Castle seemed to be running slower and slower until he wasn't running at all. But Kate was still running. Her gun loaded, her face laden with determination, she wasn't even looking back. The alley seemed to lengthen into a catacomb of doorways and dark paths. Her suspect continued to run; she followed still lost in pursuit. He took turn after blinding turn to lose her but she wouldn't give up. She was too close. As she gained a final inch on him, close enough to press the trigger to his head, he almost jumped to his right.
A square opened up in front of her eyes. Thousands of people crowded around what seemed like a fountain. She tried to get up on her toes to scan the crowd but her suspect was lost in this swirling sea of humanity. She ran left and right, like a lost puppy, aware that she had probably lost him. She ran until she could run no more. She sat down on a pavement, frustrated. At this point, she didn't give a damn about who saw her or what they might think about her. She just felt tired.
A young couple stopped in front of her and tried to ask her if she was lost. They walked away when she seemed too dazed to reply. A jolt of memory hit her as she came to her senses. Where was Castle? Why wasn't he here with her in this place that she didn't seem to recognise? Where was she? What had happened to her? It was then that she spun around. She gaped in shock as she saw a sign at the edge of the road which said-"Turn left for Union Station". She was in D.C.!
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