Faded Memory

by Castlefan6

Authors Note: Thisis my AU version of what could have happened following Rick's discussion with Alexis about the night he danced, fell in love, and lost contact with a girl in college, sometimes memories come back at the worse time. COMPLETELY AU except for the conversation that prompted this and use of some characters names. THIS IS A CASKETT ENDING, EVENTUALLY

I don't own Castle, I use the characters for amusement purposes only

Chapter 6

Previously

"Kate you knew this was going to happen, everybody is going to say something about why you are with me, or why I am with your, It doesn't matter, it's because I love you, I have for months, and I think you are growing to love me to."

"Ah, there's where you're wrong Rick," his face turns ash, "I'm not growing to love you, I am head over heels in love with you and no one is going to slander your name around me. You've been too damn good to them, to all of us in the precinct, to have to listen to Javi's jealous banter."

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Castle's Loft

One Month Later

Things at the precinct had improved tremendously for Rick since Kate's heart to heart with the boys. Javi had finally finished working off the time he fudged and had received a written verbal warning in his file from Kate, for disobeying Department Procedures. Things were tense for a while with him, till Kate saved his ass on a take down, made him realize it was his fault and he began to shape up.

Kate had found an apartment, well at least to move her stuff out of storage to, she spent 4 to 5 nights with Rick, the other nights were shared at her new apartment, located less than 4 blocks from Rick's. For all purposes, they were a couple, exclusive and proud of it.

Rick was very protective of her privacy, providing her with a private entrance to the Loft, and her own parking spot. He even purchased a car, in his name, that she would drive to the loft, leaving the police cruiser either at her new underground parking facility, or at the precinct. It wasn't a fool proof plan, but she had come to grips, the press were going to find out sooner or later

Kate and Rick were relaxing on the sofa on Saturday afternoon, with plans for dinner latter with Alexis and Martha, when Kate's phone rang with an odd ring tone. Rick saw the look on her face, it was almost fear. She rolled off him to answer the phone, placing the call on speaker so Rick cold hear.

"What do you want Will? I thought I was clear the last time I saw you where we stood."

"Kate, it's good to hear your voice too, I gave you some time to come to your senses I mean you have to know that writer is only after one thing,"

"Really Will, What might that be?"

"Kate, he'll tell you anything to get you to sleep with him then he'll be gone like yesterday's news"

"Really Will, how long did you date Rick? You seem to know him so well, but truth is you don't know him or me. Don't call me again, or I will report you for harassment."

"You've got to be kidding, are you with Writer Monkey now Kate?

"I'm with Rick, in more ways than one Agent Sorenson, why don't you go call the floozy in Boston who called for you the other day, and stop giving out my phone number, understand. We are OVER, no contact or if need be I will get a restraining order."

Rick had stepped away for a moment, then returned,

"Hey Will, how are things, you like being back in New York?"

"I don't know what line you are using Nancy Drew, but you'll never be able to satisfy Kate, not the way I did."

"Oh, I don't know about that Will, but the question was how do you like being back in New York?" Rick replied never losing his cool.

"I love New York, I should have never left it, or the door open for you to try to buy Kate's affection."

"Really, What city would you say would be your worst assignment, you know the one you would almost quit before going back to?"

Rick hold his fingers to his lips for Kate pointing to his phone, it's the Director of FBI listening to every word.

"Bismarck, without a doubt, but why the hell would you care, I'm not going back there and I'm sure as hell going to make you sorry you stole my woman."

"Sorenson, no one stole me, I never was your woman, you left, we broke up, you wanted to get back together, Isn't gonna happen what part of that don't you understand?"

"Kate, I know you'll come around, and I'll be here,

A new voice comes on the line, as Rick holds his phone close to Kate's.

"Agent Sorenson, this is Deputy Director Uheller, I heard your entire conversation, I want to see you in my office within the hour. You have committed some serious acts that I won't stand for in my district. Call me at the secure number if you have doubt, if I don't see you within the hour Agents will bring you in, and Sorenson, don't unpack, you won't be in New York long."

Deputy Uheller disconnected from Rick's phone, Kate is sitting with her mouth open,

"Will, you better hurry, you're a good hour away from the office of Director Uheller, and the next time you come to my building, my security will shoot you the minute you touch anything to do with our communications or security center."

"How do you know where I'm at or what I'm doing, you are guessing."

Rick presses an intercom button on a separate phone, and said low, "no just warm water hard enough to knock his ass of the ladder, yeah thanks"

The next noise Kate heard was cursing and splashing and finally a thud,

"Well Sorenson, I would say it was nice, but come back again and it will be a stun gun rather than water, now leave and don't return. Oh, you won't have to explain why you're all wet, Director Uheller was on the live feed, Good Luck, you're going to need it."

Perhaps the thing that hurt Agent Sorenson the most was Kate's laugh ringing loud and long as she realized he had been knocked off a fire escape trying to gain illegal entry to the Loft. He finally left, wet, scrapped, and now humiliated by someone he had referred to as Nancy Drew, guess it wasn't his day.

"Rick, I'm glad that you took care of that, but Babe the Deputy Director of the FBI, How?"

"His wife came to a book signing, I was nice to her, didn't know her from Adam and she became a regular almost a groupie till one day she introduced me to her husband. He gave me his number told me to call him if I needed anything."

"Babe, I'm sorry, I didn't know the jackass was going to push that hard to get together, I know that brought back memories, I'm so sorry." She pulls him into an embrace and kisses him to let him know she's found her one, and she's not letting him go.

"That's not your fault, and for memories, let's make some more of our own." As his eyes light up, and she can't wait to feel her man making love to her, only the way he could, he make her feel so secure, so content, and so safe.

Across Town,

Anderson, Catania, Damiano, and Smith Law Offices

3:00 PM Same Day

Paula Hass stood outside the law offices of Rick's General Law attorney's, this had been a bombshell even to her. She wasn't about to open anything up till his lawyers had vetted all information, and test results. She thought back was it just 4 days ago when she got the call from the young lady, she still is shaking.

Flashback 4 Days Previous

Paula is sitting in her office when her direct line rings, the line reserved for only those privy to it, or a high priority she needed to speak to. She answered the phone,

"This is Paula, who am I speaking to?"

"Ms. Haas, you don't know me, and I ask you politely please don't hang up, this is not a threat, hoax of some local idiot trying to get their time of fame. My name is Allison Grant Maxwell, my mother went to college briefly with one of your clients, and I ask that you hold your comments till I complete what I need to say. I can assure you, everything I tell you has been verified, by multiple sources, I am represented by Wahl and Longaberger, here in New York, I am sure you have heard of them."

Paula thinks what the hell is going on this firm only represented Presidents, CEO's and people with extreme wealth.

"Yes, I've heard of the firm, like everyone in New York. Please continue"

"Well, I guess there is no other way to say this, but to come out with it, Ms. Hass, Richard Rogers, AKA Richard Castle is my father. My mother had a one-night stand with him at a party at Wake Forrest, she lied to him told him her name was Allison, and she wasn't a college student at all, at least not there. She was visiting her cousin, who attended there and was friends with Damian Westlake, Richard's best friend at the time.

My mother's real name was June Allison Maxwell, she hated the name June, so she always used Allison, as much as she could. I guess during their time together she got his last name, he never got hers, though I don't think it would have been truthful anyway. She was almost 3 ½ months pregnant before she realized that she was with child, and to her credit, and Grandpa's they made sure I had every chance of being delivered healthy."

Ms. Haas, are you still there? I know this is a shock, but as I said I have proof of everything I said, and before you ask, I don't want a dime from him. I just want to meet him, perhaps my half sister if possible, and I would like a health background so when I do get married, I can be the best Mom I can. I don't have any idea of what could be in store for me, I need to know for that reason."

Paula is sitting with her mouth open, it took a great deal to silence Paula Haas, but this had almost rendered her speechless.

"I'm here Ms. Maxwell, just making some notes as we talk."

"I know you are probably thinking here is another crackpot from the website, trying to get their few minutes of fame, but I assure you I can provide you proof before we go any further in the conversation, is there a law firm my attorneys can contact to get these wheels in motion?

I don't expect this to be a popular, surprise, especially since Mom took Rick's name and information to the grave with her, she passed 3 1/2 months ago. I only came across it when going through some of her personal effects. Grandpa, well, he did a complete workup just in case someone came after his daughter for the money, he knew of Richard Rogers but only till he changed his name. As I said I know Richard searched and could never get anywhere, in fact Damian Westlake, now in prison confirmed to my cousin he did finance a year long search for the mysterious Allison."

Paula knew when she needed to speak with Howard Anderson, Rick's chief attorney for years, before she uttered a word.

"Miss Maxwell, can you email or fax the information you have, to prove enough for Rick's attorney to verify the basics, I 'm not sure what they will entail, but I'll be your contact and we'll let the attorneys speak between themselves,"

"Miss Haas, a courier should be there momentarily with a registered package, it has photo copies and reproductions of the paperwork the legal team will need, I trust that is satisfactory."

"Yes, in fact he is here now, may I have a number to reach you Miss Maxwell, I'm really not the enemy, I am just protective of Rick, he has been hurt before,"

"I totally understand, and appreciate your situation, the number to reach me is in the packet. Thank you for your time Ms. Haas, I look forward to meeting you in person soon.

Present Day

Howard Anderson had a look on his face that Paula had never seen before, almost like he had to tell someone they were dying. As she approached his office, his door was open and he waved her in, foregoing his secretary and log of who visited.

"Hi Howie, wish we could be meeting under different circumstances, but if she is legit, the good news she doesn't want anything materialistic."

"Hi Paula, have you told anyone about this, even in passing or remotely?"

"Of course not, Howie, what's up?"

Close the door Paula, what is said in this room stays here, if one detail is leaked, I know where it came from and I will ruin and bankrupt you, is that clear?" The look on his face had changed from friend to attorney, and she could tell he was serious,

"Of Course, Howie,"

"Well, we have another development that could blow this all to hell, oh God the fucking timing couldn't be worse,

Well you see ******

TBC

A/N I chose Maxwell randomly, the true story of the company is below, but for this story, it was founded by the Maxwell Brothers, leaving very wealthy heirs,

Maxwell House is a US brand of coffee manufactured by a like-named division of Kraft Heinz. Introduced in 1892 by wholesale grocer Joel Owsley Cheek (1852-1935), it was named in honor of the now-defunct Maxwell House Hotel in Nashville, Tennessee, which was its first major customer.