The parts that are "bold" are from the show episode. (since I have no idea, who translated it from the show, I want to thank any of the translators (is that what you call them?) for their great work!) I added those just to show were in the episode my story, say 'fits'.

Chapter four is up! Hope everyone enjoys this story, this is how I saw it (never seen season 4-well when this was written-, but last night 1/20 saw some. was watching football too.) This story took on a life of its own, so just be patient with it. winks...

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Take a chance on me
by BeCastle

chapter 4-my big mouth

Last man standing, a bar :

Unsteady on his feet already Castle opens the door to the frist bar he comes to. "The last man standing," that would be me. Castle jokes to himself as he walks in.

Two men eye Castle suspiciously as soon as he passes their booth heading to the long bar in the front.

"That's him," one man points to a photo of a smiling Castle with a gloved finger. "That's the man. That's Richard Castle."

"Are you sure," the frist man nods,

"In the flesh and he looks..."

The younger of the two men snorts, "All right." and gets up and follows Castle. The man's leather boots echoing on the floor. He pats Castle on the back before taking a seat on another stool at the bar. Castle doesn't even flinch.

"You look like a man who was just dumped."

"Oh, let me tell you." Castle starts talking as he turns to see the man who is siting next to him.

"Drink, sir." The bartender asks eyeing the new man at the bar.

"Sure something to ease my friend's pain," The man pats Castle on the shoulder again. The bartender leaves to fill the drinks. Castle continues to tell this stranger everything about his day.

"Two house specials." the bartender places them down and leaves the two men talking. Castle talks about Detective Beckett and what happened between them. Even about him trying to protect her and what she told him. Castle as we went on and on not knowing that his big mouth would get him into bigger trouble. "Keep them coming," Castle calls not realizing what was really happening.

"So she just left you like that,"

"Yeah," Castle takes another gulp of his drink. "I had to break it off with her. I didn't want to."

Cause I loved her too much. maybe that was my problem to much love but how can one be loved to much...I never...oh well. I never felt that way before with...it's...more than...I can't...how am I going to move on without her...I didn't know loving someone could hurt so bad. I'm never...

"But things," Castle continues to talk to his new friend, Okay just the man that was sitting next to him but still. "I don't think they will ever be right again between us."

"Maybe they weren't to start off with. I mean it seems like that the two of you come from different ways of life. Am I right?"

"I hear that...but I just thought. That she was the one for me, the one that would finally ground me. Make me..."

"Who you are." the man laughs. "Or a better man." Castle smiles, that she has...I'm better man because of her. Because of Beckett...

Castle looks at his drink then at the clock on the wall. "Is that what time it is?" he basically hollered.

"Yeah why?" the bartender responds.

"I'm meeting with the movers tomorrow," he shook his head, "I mean today. I got to go."

"Let me call you a cab," the bartender tries to take Castle's half full glass. Castle pulls it back and drinks the rest in one gulp. He tries to stand and sways some. "Yes, I think a taxi would be good."

The man at the bar is on the phone, he puts his gloved hand up so Castle can't hear. Whispers, "With Castle, well let's just say no more of a problem, Beckett is ours. Let's move in. Go, go, go."

CEMETERY - (early) MORNING Beckett twirls her mother's ring on her necklace. She's come to the cemetery to visit her mother's grave. It's quiet, Beckett has to brush away her tears as she stands looking for some sort of answer.

A couple of answers actually. She stares deep in thought. (The grave reads "Johanna Beckett. February 4th 1951- January 9th 1999")

"Help me what am I supposed to do? Is Castle right? If I continue, will I end up here, next to you?" she sighs, "but on the other hand if I don't go after these people I'll never know. The one thing that I want to do is...find the bastard that did this. I know that it will not bring you back," she sniffs. "But it will give me peace and then I can..." tears flood her eyes. "what if I'm to late for that. What if it's too late for me to love again." She feels her heart break more. An image of her at her mother's funeral. "Will I ever know..." She swallows. "What have I done? Mom," she kneels in the grass and hugs her mother's grave. "I need you. Castle's right I can't do this alone." She sniffs. "But right now, I have to be strong. I have to do it for the two of you. I have to do it for the people who I love."

INT TWELFTH PRECINCT BULLPEN

BECKETT walks through on a mission. She joins RYAN and ESPOSITO in the workroom.

RYAN: Where's Castle?

BECKETT: He's off the team. She drops a folder on the table and RYAN and ESPOSITO share a look over her lack of information about Castle.

BECKETT: So what do we got?

Castle's loft:

A knock..more like a loud bang on the door woke Castle, who drifted off to sleep, on the couch. He rolls onto the floor. damn. I forgot...
Castle opens the door, fake smiling.

"You call Rick," Some of his buddies that he knew stood there, just staring at him.
Castle pointed over his shoulder, "Start in there."

"You heard the man," he pats Castle on the shoulder as he and his friends enter into the loft. "Let's go boys, we have a lot of work to do today. We have to get everything packed up."

"Except the 2 bedrooms that my daughter and my mother are using."

"You look like a bus ran over you Rick what's going on? Why are you moving and where?"

"Just away from here." Castle ran his hands through his hair trying to comb it. Usually it stayed in place but for some reason today it didn't.

"Oh it's about...that girl that you been following...that detective woman. I told you that she was trouble, Rick." Castle turns his head some. "But you're doing the right thing."

"Richard, darling I heard a knock on the door..it's ..."- Martha noticing all the noise of tape going across the boxes. "What's going on dear?" Castle walks off from his mother and goes to the window.

"I can't do it anymore mother."

"Do what?" she questions following her son.

"Stay here."

"Does this happen to do with your fight with Beckett?"

"Don't use that name around me...ever again!" he yells some.

"Kiddo don't make a rash decision..." Martha staring around the room as men packed his stuff up. She couldn't understand all that was going on.

"I just can't do it." he faces her. "I tried, she's the one thing...that I failed at."

"Richard she's not a thing, she's a person with feelings."

"Feelings,!? What about me?" Martha could see the pain in his eyes. What happened to them yesterday, everything was going so good that morning. He was so happy that she called and now this.

"You?"

"Well so am I, she knew all along that I loved her and..." Castle turns back to the window. Martha stands there quiet, hoping that he would continue to let it all out.

"And what?" she heard him sniff.

"I told her I loved her when she...I thought she was dying...when I witness her life slipping from mine." His mother walks up behind him, not sure if she should touch him or not.

"I know dear, I remember that day...painful as it was."

"She told me later that she didn't remember it and that somethings just didn't need to remembered." he swallows. "But when she talked to a suspect almost a year later she says that she remembers everything even...the last words I said to her."

"Oh honey," She embraced her son, "I didn't know, that's what you two were fighting about yesterday. I'm...she hurt you."

"We both did," he moves away from her and swallows. "I put my heart out there for the second time and she crushed it."

"Give it time dear."

"I did. I thought..." a pause, "I thought our relationship meant something to her but..."

"You know, in your heart that it did, just cause you..."

"It's over mother, I'm through with her and this place and this." He threw the latest Nikki Heat manuscript, that wasn't finished, in a box but it missed at hit the floor. No one noticed it behind the desk. "That," he shook his head and sighs "That box too."

"So your just going to walk away from her. Walk away from everything." Martha was shock at his decision but respected him. something else happened between the two of you but what?

"Yes, I'm." he watches them seal up the last box in his office. "I just need to get away! You can come if you want to."

"You don't have to say any more."

She hugged him. She felt his pain but didn't really understand why he would just leave her like that. Besides having Alexis, Kate Beckett was the best thing that had happened in her son's life. And now he was just going to throw it all away. There's more to this story. Martha thought. So much more.

to be continued...

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more to come soon. winks.