AN: I DO NOT OWN CASTLE AND ITS CHARACTERS. I have decided that I will write starting in the present then moving to some period of time before the present.
The paramedics checked Evelyn out, soon declaring that she was stable. Kate walked over to where Evelyn was sitting, her eyes looking at nothing.
"Hey, how are you holding up?" Kate placed a gentle hand on Evelyn's shoulder.
"I think I'm fine. If the paramedics think I'm fine, so then I guess I think I'm fine." Evelyn looked up at Kate and smiled. Evelyn had long brown curls like Kate; she had soft brown eyes like Kate as well. When Evelyn stood by Kate, Evelyn was only a little shorter.
Castle walked over to the two girls. "Whoa, am I seeing double?" Castle said, just being Castle.
"No Castle, she just looks like me and I just look like her." Kate didn't feel like explaining anything to Castle at the moment.
"Are you Mr. Castle?" Evelyn asked looking up at Castle. "I love your books; I really like your Nikki Heat series."
Castle blushed for a moment, he had been told not to flirt with other girls by Kate. "Thank you."
Kate glared at him for a moment but then realized that if their witness was calm, there was a better chance of getting information out of her. "Evelyn, could you tell us what you remember from the day of your shooting?"
"Yes, I suppose so." Evelyn looked down, and then she looked back at Kate. Her voice was calm as she spoke. "I was at my grandfather's funeral…"
Four months earlier:
Evelyn stood looking at the coffin being placed into the ground. She let a small tear roll down her face as she looked up and headed for the podium.
"David B. Reed was a great man, he stood up for those who had no hope, and he was there when we needed him. I am sad to know that he is gone; he was a great servant to our country. My grandfather was a proud man and he would stand up for anyone who needed a shoulder to lean on. I hope that his spirit lives on in all of us. Thank you David, for you love, support, service, and…"
Suddenly there was a loud gunshot. Evelyn held her hand in front of her chest as she saw blood on her pristine white glove. Suddenly she was tackled by her boyfriend Eric and he held her hand telling her how much he loved her. Tears were welling up in Evelyn's eyes and she tried to speak but nothing came out. Evelyn tried to find her breath but the world was getting darker, she felt cold, and Eric's touch was slowly fading to black as well.
Eric was compressing her wound as he learned how to do in medic school; he was exceptionally angry at whoever did this to poor Evelyn. Eric swore then and there that he would find whoever did this to her and he would make sure they never saw the light of day again. People were screaming and the medics came over and grabbed Evelyn, they told Eric that he could ride in the ambulance with them because there was no way he would leave his girlfriend alone.
Eric was pacing the halls when another bed flew through the doors with a woman on it and someone else was leaning over her. Eric watched the bed go down the hall then a man walked through the doors, he looked depressed as he tried to smile at Erick then he quickly bolted down the hall.
Eric entered Evelyn's room the next day and saw her fiddling with the wires attached to her arm. She looked so sweet lying on that bed.
"Hey" She said as Eric walked over and sat down in the chair next to her. Eric could hear a couple in the little section next to them talking. It sounded like a woman had been shot at a funeral she was attending. Eric shrugged his shoulders. How many girls get shot at funerals these days?
"I brought you some flowers." Eric said, trying to act calm, but he really had a question he wanted to ask her. "Evelyn, do you remember any of the shooting?" Eric felt bad for asking, but Evelyn looked glad to talk to someone about it.
"Yes, I was up at the podium, then there was a loud gunshot, you tackled me and you then told me how much you loved me." Evelyn looked at Eric and their eyes connected but then a man walked by them and he looked a little upset. Eric got up, said he had to leave and kissed his girlfriend.
Evelyn was all alone until she heard a voice from the curtain beside her. "Hey, are you awake?" Evelyn was puzzled, was the voice talking to her? "I think your name is Evelyn, right?"
"Yeah, who are you?" Evelyn was quite puzzled.
"My name is Kate, I heard you got shot, is that correct?" Kate was wondering if she sounded crazy.
"Yeah I did, how did you know?"
"I was eavesdropping. I'm sorry."
"No, no it's fine. How did you get shot?"
"I was at a funeral, like you, and then I was shot."
"Wow, that's exactly what happened to me." Evelyn was puzzled who was this woman in the bed next to her? And why was she shot at the same moment and under the same circumstances?
AN: I hope you liked it! Please, leave a review and tell me if I should continue this, my editor's not going to be happy if her work goes to waste. =)