A/N:
So sorry it took so long to get another chapter up. My internet modem and router bit the dusk over the weekend, and so I just got it back today! But it did give me time to write chapters four and five. I apologize for the shortness of four, but I wanted to give a little insight to what Castle was going through, but not too much. As for chapter 5, I am typing it up right now, so it should be published shortly.
Also, thanks for the alerts, favorites, and reviews. They are very much appreciated! Enjoy!
Chapter 4:
Flashbacks:
Beckett and I had just wrapped up the case. The day had been long and I was thankful for just a relaxing night in. Mother and I sat on the couch in the loft drinking wine, talking about nurse Greg.
"You know that nurse Greg fellow? He impresses me. You know someone who is willing to risk it all to break his lover out of the big house. We should all have that in our lives." She said with her usual flair of dramatics.
"Yeah. We should." I replied before Alexis walked in and started to tell us about the Taylor Swift concert her and Ashley went to.
I had assumed we were done talking about Greg and his lover, but then my mother surprised me again by saying, " But the question is this: when you come right down to it would you be willing to break her out of prison?" I knew my mother had been referring to Gina, but the only one I could ever imagine breaking out of prison was Beckett. "Because that my boy is true love." she finished before leaving me sitting alone on the couch to think about what she had just said.
The next day Beckett and I went to visit Greg and his girlfriend, Amy in their cell.
After speaking with them, I left the holding area and was met by Esposito, "That was a nice thing you guys did in there."
"I just thought after everything he did for her, they deserved a chance. Besides if it were you and I in Amy's shoes we'd still be rotting in prison."
Esposito laughed before responding, "Ha. Speak for your self, bro. I'd escape."
"What? You'd just leave me in there?"
"That's the law of the jungle. I gotta look out for numero uno."
"Wow, nothing like a hypothetical prison term to let you know who your friends really are." I said in mock disgust, never noticing that Beckett had been listening to us talking until she came up behind me and walked passed me saying,
"Don't worry, Castle. I'd get you out."
My mother's words from the night before echoed through my head, along with my own thoughts of how I'd risk it all for her. All I could do was stare as she continued to walk away.
Then she turned around and stared back before saying, "You coming?"
"Yeah," I replied out of habit and quickly caught up to her as we walked out of the precinct together.
Castle was snapped out of his memories by a deep voice, "Time for your phone call."
The guard stood at the cell bars waiting for Castle to get up, but Castle just sat there and stared stupidly at the man. He had requested his lawyer when the detectives had tried to question him about the murder. And since he refused to answer anything until his lawyer arrived from New York, they had placed him in a cell in lock-up.
Rick knew he should use this opportunity to call Alexis or Martha. They needed to know what was happening. But he wasn't ready to worry them just yet. He knew that they would found out about the arrest eventually, and that the best way for them to learn would be directly from him, but he wasn't ready. How was he supposed to tell his daughter and mother that he had been poking his nose around in things he knew he shouldn't and as a result got framed for murder? They had warned him this would happen but he didn't listen and now here he was. He couldn't tell them just yet.
Next, his thoughts went to Beckett. Kate. He knew he needed to verify that she had gotten his message. But what if she hadn't? What if she had hung up the phone thinking it was a prank call? How could he explain himself to her? He wasn't his usual fun loving, funny, theory-spinning self. Right now he was just a broken man sitting in a cell. He couldn't speak to her, defeated as he was.
He decided the best thing to do would be to wait until his lawyer arrived. He would talk to his lawyer. He would have his lawyer contact Beckett for him. Castle knew he would eventually insist on calling Alexis and Martha, but now was not the time. Now he just needed some time in this lonely cell to think.
"I don't need that call, " Castle finally replied, "just make sure my lawyer was called, please."
The cell guard looked down at the broken man sympathetically before re-assuring the author that he would double check that his lawyer had indeed been called before leaving for the day.