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He can't believe it. He's having the ride of his life. In all the years he's been writing, in all the books he's written, he's never felt like this before, he's never had the words flow so freely. It's like he isn't even thinking about it, his fingers know the words he's trying say, his fingers know the emotions he wants to reveal. And it's breathtaking.
It's well past noon and he hasn't stopped writing since seven this morning when he woke up. Why is he up at seven in the morning? He had a dream but he won't reveal what is was about, he doesn't even want to admit that it happened. Not that he'd have a problem with it coming true but lets just say: off limits.
It's rare when you see Rick Castle writing away when his deadline is still weeks out but he wasn't about to fight the wave of inspiration that stuck him. He welcomes it with open arms and he's holding onto it, tightly.
"Richard," a woman calls out to him. He's not sure who it is, nor does he think that he cares. If its his girlfriend he'll dive out the window with his laptop and run down the street to get away. If its his mother he'll just give her his disappointed look for getting back together with Tom after he caused her to have a heart attack. He was never worried about his mothers health until now because of that dipshit boyfriend. If its his publisher then he died. Point blank.
"Richard! Where are you?" He recognized the voice now. Meredith.
But he kept writing, never breaking his stride, his rhythm. He can't dare to stop now not when he's eleven chapters in.
"Kitten you could've answered me," she said walking into his office.
"Yeah," Castle replied with a noncommittal shrug.
"Gina called. There's a charity gala next week and she wants you to attend. It's a black and white event of course. It's supposed to be in honor of service men whoever they are."
If Castle wasn't so engrossed in his laptop he would've rolled his eyes at her stupidity.
"O-K?"
"I got it!" Castle yelled before returning to his writing.
"Cranky much?" Meredith said before walking out of the room.
Why the hell was he with her anyway?
Before Castle could lose himself in his writing again his cell rang. He was willing to let it go to voicemail but it was the name on the caller ID that made him answer.
"Hey Kate."
"Riiiick," she cried. "I don't know what to do."
"Whoa calm down. Tell me what's wrong."
Kate was crying so hard that Rick was having a hard time making out what she was saying. All he could hear was the pounding of his heart in his ears and Kate's sobs. A terrible combination on any pair of ears.
"Kate. Kate! Are you home?" She didn't respond. "Are you nodding?"
He managed a small laugh before the crying started again. "Yes."
"I'll be there as quick as I can," he promised before hanging up.
When Castle arrived at Kate's apartment he didn't wait for her to come to answer the door, he let himself in with her spare key that she keeps taped under her door.
Once he was inside he yelled her name until she made it known where she was. He found her laying on her bedroom floor staring up at the ceiling. Her sobs had calmed down to to a sniffle every few minutes. Castle sat down on the floor next to where Kate was laying.
Her eyes her blood shot red and extremely puffy. He could make out both wet and dry tear streaks on her cheeks. Her hair was fanned out around her head. Even at her worst she was still beautiful. Red eyes, messy hair, and all.
He loves her.
Shit! What!? He loves her?
Castle put this train of thought away for another time.
"What happened Katie?" He asked. When Kate's face went from emotionless to scrunched up he knew what was next. And before he could reach out to comfort her tears were streaming down her cheeks again. They were just flowing, one by one, never ending trails of salt water, down her cheeks and on to her shirt. "Babe what happened?"
Slowly she pointed to something black in the corner of the room. Castle picked it up to see what it was then quickly sat them back down.
"What about them?" She shrugged. "Where'd you find them huh?"
"Hamper," she mumbled. At least she was talking. "Inside the inside pocket of one of his suit jackets," she confessed breaking back down into sobs.
"And they're not yours." She shook her head no. "Oh Katie I'm so sorry."
Castle wrapped his arms around we to being her closer and she came willingly. Kate wrapped her arms around Rick's neck and buried her face in the crook of it. There she let it all go. She didn't have to hold back with him and she's never been more grateful to have him than in this moment.
"Shh Kate it's okay," he soothed. "You're gonna be okay."
"She's skinnier than me," she cried but it was muffled.
"What was that?"
She brought her face out to meet his eyes. "She's skinnier than me. She's a two. I'm a six."
"Kate that shouldn't matter."
"It does. Will is having SEX with a woman skinnier than his wife!" Kate moved herself from our of Castle's arms to stand up.
What was this? Castle thought. Does she not see how beautiful she is?
"He left her underwear in there on purpose so he could tell me he wants me to lose weight."
"Hey!" He yelled standing up also. "Don't think things like that. He cheated on you! It's not your fault!"
"It clearly is," she cried. "I'm not good enough for him anymore."
"Kate you have that backwards," Castle said looking directly into her eyes. "He's not good enough for you. Any man would be lucky-no-blessed to have you."
"Thanks but I think by now you're obligated to say things like that."
"I mean it." Castle brought Kate back in for a bone crushing hug. "You're going to get through this."
"How?" She whispered, tears still spilling from her eyes.
"You're strong. Talk to him. Work it out." He could feel her nod.
He wanted to tell her to leave him because Will didn't deserve this amazing woman. He wants her to leave her husband so he could have her and he'd treat her like she's supposed to.
"Come on. Lets get out of here."
"Where are we going?" She asked as Castle escorted her to the front door.
"My place."