A/N: okay so this is my first fic, and it won't be very good. Somehow I find it easier to write as Rizzoli than Beckett, though I've been in the Castle fandom for longer. Umm, OH YES, shoutout to my Wifi, without whom I would never have picked up fanfiction again. BSE is over but lets watch Always together or smth? Hehe thanks for reading my fanfic, please review cause goodness knows I need the criticism. I can take harsh words, don't worry. Thanks for the first review:):) you made my day. Sorry but no, they arent together yet. The "together" is Kate teasing Jane about being whipped before being in an actual relationship. And I will try to make some non-letter chaps, after my exams cos I have Block Tests now. :(
Disclaimer: cos I realised I didnt put one in the first chapter. I do not, and never will, own any rights to Rizzoli and Isles or Castle.
Dear Katherine,
Hey Katie! Well it has been a really long time since I've seen you. I don't think we've seen each other since we met again at the Academy and graduated. Don't tease me about Maura, for goodness sake. We aren't together, yet. I bet you'll be together with your Castle fellow before we are.
So you've heard of Maura. Doctor Maura Isles. Oh, Katie, she's the most amazing, beautiful, exceptional human to ever grace the Earth. Both of us are damaged, Katie, but she bounced back. I swear, the time I had to watch Hoyt tase and cut her was pure hell. I would endure a million shocks and cuts if it meant that she would never have had to go through that. Hoyt is finally dead, Katie, yet he still haunts me. Maura is the only one who can keep me safe, yet I'm too scared and scarred to ever admit that to her.
Katherine Elisabeth you must have messed up really bad for you to seem so mournful. I swear I haven't seen you like this since our Academy days. You nearly got us killed once! Katie, Katie, Katie, what did you do now? I can tell you really love this Castle guy. He's your one-and-done, Kate, and you're blind if you don't see it. That wall inside you is no longer keeping him out, you are. Your sheer stubbornness and lack of courage to take some risks is disappointing, Katie, honestly. Aunt Jo would want you to be happy, your life is worth more than her death. You saved Uncle Jim, why can't you save yourself? Don't get swallowed up in her case again please Katie. You have Castle as your lifeline now, so don't let go. Katie, tell him, before that man gives up and moves on. Goodness knows why he's still around, anyway. I'm sorry about your mom's case. And I would never want to put Maura through the pain of a shooting. I've done that already, though. But I shot myself.
I don't get it. How am I, the tough homicide detective in the BPD, so freaking whipped by someone who doesn't even know how I feel about her. Maura is straight as an arrow, no doubt about it, and I think she likes Tommy. Remember my idiot brother Tommy? He has stolen almost everything from my life. My mother is always calling me Janie, but I wonder if she'll ever call me Janie again after I come out. If I do. Mom favours Tommy and Frankie so I don't expect to be treated fairly. I have to work twice as hard to get half as much. It will be a cold day in hell before I let him take Maura away. You shouldn't let Castle be taken away. What is stopping you, anyway? Does he have a brat of a kid that you cannot stand? Or a history that may repeat? From how you talk about him, I'm pretty sure you love him. Go for it, Katie.
Katie, have you heard from Madison lately? I've heard that she's settled down. I hope we will be there soon. Maddie was always the most reckless out of all of us, I guess she must have changed a lot. You have too, huh? The biggest scofflaw became a cop with me. I never thought I would ever see you at the Academy, let alone become your training partner. We had some pretty good perp chases back then, didn't we? Katie, don't be a stranger, tell me if something happens, okay? I will visit soon, but I don't know if I can get Maura there too after I confess. Boston kicks New York's ass, by the way.
Love (You wish),
Jane Rizzoli
P/S My mom asks you to come over on gnocchi night again soon.
