Genre: Drama, Crime, Romance, Family, Humor

Rating: M for sexual situations and language

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters featured on the show Castle, they belong to the creator of the show, ABC, and the others who do own them.

A/N #1: Because this chapter is a short one I'll be posting the next in a few hours. So if anyone wants to read it look out for it then!

A/N #2: It was great to get the reviews I did for the last chapter, especially because it was the first one, so will get to my thank yous for them right away! Guest (Happy to see you thought it was a fantastic start and that you're loving the family and how they're loving too. Of course I was pleased that you thought it was beautifully written. And great you thought the love scenes at the end were hot and erotic and loving because that's how I see Castle and Beckett being! Of course I'm glad you think the series is amazing still, even though this is just the start. It's great to see you love how I write Castle and Beckett together and also with their family as caring, loving, passionate and loyal and protective too, lol. And great to hear you still want to catch up; hopefully you're still enjoying doing that! And you're welcome for this story now I hope you'll enjoy reading this one too!), TORONTOSUN (Glad that you like the fact that Julia and Eliza are making sure their parents are very happy a lot, it's fun to write that. And great that you liked how Beckett's Mother's Day turned out fantastic in the end, I was trying to write it like that!) and vetgirlmx (It was nice to see right off the bat that you thought the last chapter was a very nice start! And I'm so glad you loved that Jim went riding with them plus that he was a bit awkward with the horses. I figured with that that it was mostly his wife who was good with horses so he would be awkward so I'm glad you noticed that! And I was pleased to see you loved their celebration of that day and that you thought it was perfect too; definitely what I was aiming for of course! I thought the mention of Meredith would surprise readers so not surprised I was right. And I really don't like her character so that's what she hasn't been in much, lol, but I figured she would get married again, she would seem the kind plus to be honest it was a way for me to not need to write her too much more, lol. But glad you thought it was nice she was mentioned because it was Mother's Day. I wasn't too surprised that you enjoyed the stories about Beckett's mom too and yeah, there would be other stories with it being the holiday it was of course you're right about that! And it made me laugh a bit to see your reaction to both Ms. Grey and Julia being at the future dance class, lol, hopefully it will be! I'm so, so happy that you can't wait to see what happens next and also that there's a lot of things that'll happen in the story that you're already excited for. But now you don't need to wait to see what'll happen next!). Thanks so much for the reviews, I am very grateful for the time taken to write them out and send them to me and loved reading them as well!

A/N #3: The title of this chapter is a lyric from the song Road written Paul McCartney and Paul Epworth, from McCartney's album New.

The Blinding Light

Tears streaming down her cheeks the woman ran as fast as she could down the long, winding driveway until she was at the car. She was so upset that the keys she had in hand tumbled to the ground to her dismay. When she stood back up after grabbing them she found she was shaking but ignored that as there was a sudden call behind her. She looked up the driveway at the man running to her and she said, "Don't try to convince me."

"You don't have to do this," the man replied. "Please," he then begged. "I'll talk to him and have him-"

"It's too late, I've made up my mind and there's no reason to stay," she told him, shaking her head. She shivered and then said, "Go back before he hates you too." Before he could say anything then she jumped into the car and started it, driving away seeing he was watching her in the rearview mirror.

A breath of relief left her mouth as he disappeared once she was around the corner and she realized that while she'd needed to leave she had no idea where exactly she was going to go. Stopping at a red light she looked around herself, coughing before she shook again and couldn't seem to stop. Though it was nearly early summer she felt as if she was freezing so she stopped herself from doing that the best she could, managing to as the light changed to green.

"Where the hell can I go?" she whispered to herself as she drove idly. She soon found herself at the ocean and she stopped, going outside the car before she shook her head and then sat back on the driver's seat to the side, placing her head in her hands. "I have to find a place to stay…" she mumbled to herself. "Maybe Joyce will take me in…"

She then pulled her phone out of her pocket and started to dial the number before she placed it on speaker. Finally, after the phone rang for so long she thought she was going to be stranded, she said, "Joyce, it's me… no I'm not I left… I just couldn't do it anymore."

She listened to her friend speak before she shook her head saying, "No, she didn't tell me anything. Just let me go. So I'm homeless, you need to let me come over." Listening again she then said, "I know but…" She then hunkered down a little as she felt for a moment as if she couldn't breathe before she said, "I can't go back…"

Relieved when her friend said that she could go over to her home she said, "Tell Carter that I'm on my way… he won't mind will he? Oh thank you Joyce, thank you! I need to stop before I get over there, just some random things."

When she'd hung up the phone she stood up and got back into the car, feeling the same breathing problem that she had before. Shaking once she seemed to then manage to stop herself before she started the car when all of a sudden her phone rang. "Joyce," she muttered, wondering if her friend's husband had decided he didn't want her there. But when she saw the number she froze before she answered it and then said, "Don't call-"

Being interrupted the woman began to weep as the voice on the other end berated her harshly. She tried, repeatedly, to talk but was interrupted each time as she was yelled at constantly. She finally hung up the phone and blocked the number before she then left the parking lot at the beach. She managed to make it to the market where she had always shopped without incident but as she stepped out of the car she couldn't stop looking around her, not wanting to find someone coming after her.

"Are you alright?" a worker said as she went into the store.
The woman nodded, wrapping her arms tightly around herself before trembling as she walked down an aisle. When she had finished and left the store she walked back to her car, feeling as if she was going to be violently sick. "No, no…" she groaned as she hit the side of her car then trying not to fall. "Not again."

Staying where she was, breathing very slowly and in a controlled way, she began to recover and she stood up straight, feeling she could finally move. Climbing back into the driver's seat she sat for a moment, looking around herself as if she had suddenly forgotten where exactly she was. She mumbled a name and then began to weep before she pulled out her phone again. Calming herself down the best she could she then texted her friend before she dropped the phone mid-word. She felt as if she was sweating and she just managed to move her fingers to the key in the ignition before starting it, knowing she needed to just leave. She drove out onto the street, no idea where she was going only that she needed to go further away.

There was a point when she realized she couldn't admit to herself that she was alright and she was breathing harder, the car echoing with the sound of it. Shaking at the same time she began to lean to the side before she corrected herself. It took a lot of effort and sweat beaded her forehead when she was straight, gripping the steering wheel so hard she was nearly breaking her fingers.

Choking then the woman was finally able to focus ahead of her and she was startled when people seemed to abruptly appear in front of her. She screamed and then jerked the wheel the right just before she could hit the business behind the pedestrians that was still bright with lights, crashing through the plate glass window that comprised the one next to it that had been dark.

There were shouts after everything had gone still and soon the sound of crunching glass from people rushing over to the car. But it was too late; there was nothing to greet them but the body of the woman who had come to the end of her escape.