A/N : Sorry people, Im going to try and write more often, I just ended up finding myself in a bit of a fix,, but no worries, im back you get more chapters today, its a promise :D
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and Incase any of you were wondering, as much as I wish, nope I dont own any of those characters… they belong to the Great Marlowe
Chapter 2.
On the outside, from a third person's point of view, it seemed like just another day. People got injured during an incident at times multiple people got injured. At times their injuries changed them or just magnified them, while other times they just got up, stood up, payed their bills and walked out. Or died.
Josh huffed and glared at the room door reading '403' and saw red thru gritted teeth. He would rather see her dead than the way she looked right now… so in love with the asshole. No wait he didn't want Kate dead, how could he.. it had been a week since she had literally thrown him in the been and asked about Richard Castle. But that didn't give him an excuse to want her dead, he was disappointed,who he wanted dead was Castle. He should have taken the clue weeks ago, when she was with that bastard in that freezer. He remembers the image of the 2, wrapped in each other's arms, ready to make history as a frozen couple… no nonsense, they were only huddling for the heat, to hold closer… no.. he wasn't going to let her excuses float over again.. It had taken them twenty minutes before the two even thawed enough to pull them apart from each other and even then, they had both resisted it, the way one holds onto life. He may never admit it but he had seen it, he had caught the look in her eyes going across the street to where Castle was standing, and he had seen his eyes looking back, as if the two of them were enjoying a silent conversation, even with all that distance and all those people between them, the two seemed to be talking in a manner like they were just sitting across the table at Remy's. That was why he had forcibly pulled her into a hug and a very visible kiss as if to prove a point to Castle. She was mine.
Mine… She is mine.. He looked at the door again and before he could even blink he found he was already past the door standing in front of her, shaking with rage as he started seeing red in his eyes again. He knew whatever words were flooding out of his mouth weren't sensible. Hell to being sensible. He needed to know and he needed to tell her. She was his after all. Not Castle's. He wanted to spit.
He didn't even notice Lanie Parish sitting over there when he let his head out.
"Do I look like a punchbag to you Kate? Or a B&B Motel ?" he was hearing his words definitely but his voice sounded harsh… angrier that he had thought he was… rough.. but he continued, fuming, his face was pulling some very harsh expressions, he could feel it as she winced to his words but he continued. "No, don't answer that, Ill give you questions to answer, Do you even care?, That bastard got you killed… nearly got you killed, he was a failure of a protection.. I saved your fucking life, who did? I. and what do you do? You fucking trash me out just like that. Well news for you Miss Katherine Beckett, you're MI-" He was instantly cut off and what came next broke him into more pieces, finer pieces than he already was, though the woman infront of him looked so pale, small and sick, the voice that left her lips was weak… but angry… furious… "Josh, before you dare to say even a word about Rick-" Oh he was Rick now? "-Shut your mouth and know you are no one, and absolutely no one, to comment on who he is" Now this was getting him furious. "Oh no Kate, I'll tell you who he is, He is a sick son of a bitch, a sleaze and a playboy, because of whom you are on this hospital bed. He doesn't give a fuck about you, he's just trying to get his Muse in his bed. Oh no wait, I think he already has his Muse in his bed" He literally spat out the 'Muse'.
There was mock horror and shock on Kate's face but she looked like she was getting tired.
"Josh, I have told you this before, I have never slept with Castle before."
"Don't lie to me Kate, I see the way you both talk, the way you both look at each other behind your backs, or even into each other's eyes at times. The way you talk about him, and the way your eyes light up when he turns up at the Precinct."
By now, Kate had had enough. She was not going to let a jealous boyfriend change her mind, but ugh the anger was exhausting, she could feel herself slowly shut down and pass out but she needed to end this, she stayed silent letting him finish. She didn't care what he had to say. He wasn't right. He didn't know Castle. She felt like she didn't know Castle till a few weeks either. She recounts kicking him out of her house, completely ignoring Josh as he trails off and continues talking but she cant be bothered. Then she recounts her conversation with Captain Montgomery, he had said Castle was good for her, that he could have kicked Castle out at any time, but had let him stick cause he brought a change in her. Captain… he was dead… she couldn't bear to remember his face… no it was too soon for that.
"-Kate, I will kill him". That brought her back. and brought her back with a jolt.
"GET OUT" She had had enough, and as shock struck through his face she repeated and added calming her voice down so he knew she meant it. "Get Out Josh. and, if you even touch him, I will hunt you down."
The moment the door shut she passed out. Lanie was still frozen in shock.
She had let them both talk it out for two reasons. First, she was shocked, she didn't expect Josh of all people to loose his calm or to even act in such a possessive jealous manner. and secondly, because her best friend had held her hand so tight the entire time, that she was sure she would have one less hand if she had so much as said a word. But now she was asleep, Lanie quickly looked at all the monitors, her medical experience kicking in as the ran her eyes over all the tubes, she pressed the button for the painkillers once so that her friend would sleep peacefully for a while. She needs all the sleep and rest she can get if she wants to face Castle.
Tears streamed down Lanie's eyes as she walked out of the room, remembering the way Castle had looked before… before he was shot. The way he had walked right into the line of fire… and the way he had screamed out his love for Kate to the entire Manhattan. She felt like there was Bile in her mouth when she picked up a NY Ledger.
Front Page Headlines read it loud and clear, the paper was two weeks old
MYSTERY WRITER RICHARD CASTLE AND MUSE SHOT AT CEMETERY
She didn't want to but she continued reading, using it as a way of trying to forget the last 2 weeks. Dumb idea this spoke of it.
Is Richard Castle leaving Mystery and Procedural Books to write sappy Shakespearean Romances? Or is it just his real life that seemed like a sappy romance? …. She skipped a few lines then continued.
Is Richard Castle Dead? It's been a day, no statement has been issued…. Black Pawn Staff don't know…. His Agent Paula caught leaving with tear strains a week ago…. His first Ex-Wife Meredith…. interview on youtube… caught crying… second ex-wife Gina, Public figure, hasn't been seen in the past 24 hours.. FEDs have stepped… Agent Shaw says no comment.. NYPD 12th Precinct Staff … Found at Hospital.. Detective Beckett seems to be healing…..
If the Author is dying.. a very poetic way of dying.. confessing his love and protecting his Muse as he fell on the land housing many graves…
At the end of it, she broke down into sobs and sat on a hospital chair. She found an arm wrapped around her, saw Javi sitting next to her, and so she leaned into his arms, tucking herself there as she mourned.. no .. as she prayed for her friend's recovery.
2 weeks later…
Its been 4 weeks.. she counted to herself. The funeral was on the 16th of May, as of now it was the 14th of June. She sighed sadly. Its almost a month… and she still hasn't seen Castle. No one even dares to tell her on how he's doing. She had tried glaring, crying, pleading, begging, blackmailing, asking, throwing a fit, even threatening. Every time she saw anyone enter the room dressed in black, she would cringe inside. Because, the first thought to hit her would be: Is he dead? No. She would clear her head. He can't be. He had promised her Always. She was going to hold him to his words. And hell if he broke that promise she would drag him back from hell and interrogate his ass over it.
The interrogation room, she smiled remembering the first time she had taken Rick Castle in there. Annoying, Kiddish, Charming, Author. "Boys will be boys" He had said and smirked that way that today would make her knees buckle to submission against him. Oh what she would do just to have the last three years back.
Enough Beckett. She scolded herself, positive thoughts. Once they are both out, she will make for all the lost time, all the hurt and heartbreak. She would show him what he had been missing, show him things he had absolutely no idea about. After all, today she would be taking her first few steps. She would imagine him jumping along like a 9yr old on a sugar rush.. if only he were here.. biting her lip she was brought back to reality… brought back to that beeping she had gotten so used to.. Bleep.. Bleep.. Bleep
The flashbacks were still painful, so were the memories and wants, no the wants were the worst… every time she had one of those she felt like she was two people trapped in her body, tearing at each other because it had taken her all these years, and more counting to realize what was it she really wanted.
A part of her was still inclined towards perfection, hated that she was stuck in this hospital while that sniper and her mother's killer who she had recently gotten a step closer to finding, were still out in the open. This part of her could only be annoyed with the hospital and with the 12th Precinct for keeping her in here so long. This part of her would never admit to how vulnerable and broken and hurt she felt. How her flashbacks may be an evident sign of the PTSD or how she thought she had no time for love.
And then, there was this other part to her. The one that wanted to be with Castle, to scream how much she loved him and show it to him little by little the way he had for the past three years while she continuously hurt him. The one that didn't mind exposing her weaknesses and strengths to him cause in a way he completed her. The way he could get her jealous just by putting an arm around his ex wife, the way he made her feel like a teenager in love with her first boyfriend all over again… boyfriend ? no.. they were Partners. Always.
3:00AM the clock read as his eyes quickly swept the area. He was serious when he had said he was going to kill Richard Castle. That man doesn't get to live while Kate rejects me.. he thought to himself.. I was the one who performed a six hour long surgery on her.. broke all rules just to save her… I saw her die twice in 24 hours.. I love her.. He doesn't just get to snatch her away by taking 3 bullets for her.. and anyways.. if he could take all these bullets.. surely another couldn't hurt… how did that bastard even survive it ?
He walked down the hall quietly trying to look like he was on his usual rounds as he walked past the third floor, taking a right to reach the suit room of Richard Castle. the numbers read '301'. As he slowly opened the door he shook his head.. the bastard was lucky.. his daughter sat by his still body.. if only she would have moved.
Two Days Later…
Kate opens her eyes wide, blinking, before she gives up and squints at the ceiling still not used to the white light and lets out a verbal protest as a nurse enters to check on her vitals and set her up for her Physical Therapy session. She wanted to be back on her feet as soon as possible so she could solve her case, no… so… so she could go see Castle and be with him… he had been her rock, her castle, her fortress her wall… now it was her chance, once he was back on his feet, they could go catch the son of a bitch together. After all he had promised her that he would be around when she solves the case. He better stick to his promise damnit.
"Miss Beckett ?" The nurse squeaked timidly, she couldn't blame the nurse, after the fight between her and Josh yesterday.. the entire hospital was probably scared of her.. how dare that bastard go to Castle's room at 3am ? what did he think Alexis was? a kid? that she wouldn't tell Kate ?
"Miss Beckett?" The nurse repeats, breaking her thought process and beckett turns to smile at the nurse.
"Detective Beckett"
"Right. Detective Beckett, we are going to shift you to the 3rd floor"
Beckett threw her a curious look "Why?"
The nurse seems timid before she squeaks again "Its "
Beckett freezes right there.. what happened to Castle… was he…
Fine?
Dead?
Ok ?
Alive?
Awake?
What came next was a full blown panic attack…
