Ok So I received a lot of negative reviews in the previous chapter so let me just start by saying to Guest #1, yea I'm sure hotels don't carry pregnancy tests in their courtesy baskets but hey I was just using my imagination for this story!
For the guest who said this story is ridiculous, oh well if you don't like it then sorry! You don't have to read it if you don't want to!
I don't mind receiving negatives comments because it helps you write better honestly! But don't outright bash someones hard work! Love you guys!
"Ricky let loose, cut back man.", His friend attempts to pat his arm but fails miserably.
Rick sighs, "I can't stop thinking about her." he mumbles, staring down at his untouched beer.
He had been happy to ditch her for a specific reason but now he was starting to feel guilty. Why was it that she could go 3 months without out feeling guilty about leaving him but the moment he steps out for less than an a hour he feels like a world class jerk?
Rick groans to himself, running a hand down his face. James is dancing the macarena with some random chick so he quietly slips out of his chair and leaves a few bills on the table for his friend, he sends him a text message knowing he'll probably be too drunk to read it till the morning.
Castle hails a cab once he's outside the club, it's cold in London,snowing weather even he thinks. Once he's in the cab he checks his phone to see if he has any missed calls or texts from Kate.
Maybe she's still asleep?
He was only gone for an hour, if she was mad she had absolutely no right! He simply wanted some fun but she had to go and ruin it for him.
He chastised himself for jumping to conclusions, calm down Rick just wait till you get to the hotel. He hands the cabbie a few bills knowing there was more than there should be in there, he's used to giving his New York drivers large tips anyway.
The doorman gives him a friendly smile as he opens the door wide open, Rick returns the smile.
A short man who he recognizes as the manager, walks up with a nervous smile, "Ah Mr. Castle? There's a woman in your suite who won't stop yelling your name.. I think she's having some panic attack!" The man rambles, obviously nervous from the wrinkles in his forehead and the sweat trickling down his neck.
Rick silently mumbles to himself but still puts on a good face to calm the manager from having his own panic attack.
"Don't worry Mr. Coplan I'll take care of it." he assures, giving the man's arm at pat as he walks past him.
He hurries to his suite not bothering with the elevator. He runs up the stairs, glad he's been in shape all these years.
Why'd he have to be on the 15th floor!? He's lightly panting by the time he reaches his floor, but he composes himself as he slides the keycard in the metal slot of his door.
He gently opens the door, expecting a raging Kate to yell at him and he's fully ready to fight back but he's met with the sobs of a crying woman, curled in fetal position on the bed.
He drops his coat on the chair and quietly makes his way toward the bed, not wanting to startle her.
"Kate?" he murmurs, lightly tapping her shoulder.
She shoots up and gasps, "Rick!" She yells, throwing her tired arms around his neck and pulling him in for a bone crushing hug.
She was spooked, something threw her off, she acted like this after her shooting. "Kate what happened?" He gently asked, rubbing light circles on her back.
Her sniffles take a moment to subside before her reply comes, "I woke up and reached for you and you weren't there, and I..I thought LOCSAT got to you because of my carelessness." She sobs into his neck, he can feel her hot breath breathing heavily on his skin.
Her tears are torturing him as they trickle their way down his neck and shirt. He wants to tell her off, that angered and hurt part of him wants to hurt her so badly that is starting to physically hurt now!
He fights the urge to take her arms off of him but she's beginning to calm down now so he lets her continue to hug him for the next few moments.
Her breathing eventually turns from heavy panting to slow breaths and he gently prods her off of him. "Kate." he prompts, he gently lifts his wife's chin to look at her.
He studies her eyes, the gold flakes in her irises are swimming everywhere. He looks at her deeply but the regret comes back and his head drops, his fists curl at his side, he's so angry that he physically has to restrain himself.
He needs some space, he slides off the bed and walks to the large window. His hip is resting on the wall and his head is tucked under his chin.
He wraps his arms around himself hoping it can protect him from her. He hears movement behind him but makes no move to check, he keeps himself in this spot because it feels safer.
His heart feels safer.
Kate lets her bare feet hit the carpeted floor in his suite. Had she messed up so badly that he couldn't even look at her? She takes a slow breath and enters the bathroom, desperately needing to wash her face.
He hears the water running in the bathroom and he finally moves from the spot he's been in. He turns around and sinks himself in a chair.
He should run, but he can't move. He's stuck to his spot because he feels paralyzed! He wants to get out before she comes out but he can't. Take it like a man Rick, he thinks. Minutes later the door opens and his eyes slowly lift to look at her, she washed her face.
Her makeup gone and all that's left is her vulnerable face. His eyes droop down to his lap again and he presses two fingers to the spot in between his eyes.
"Rick-", it sounds like a whimper.
She continues, "Did I mess up this bad? Can I fix it at all?" She mumbles, slowly making her way towards him.
Rick places his head in his hands and takes a deep breath, "I don't know Kate, I don't know if you can fix it..I just don't know."
Kate presses her hand to her mouth to stiffle a sob she feels.
"I understand." She manages to respond with out wavering her voice. "I'll go now, I should get my own room." She says, putting her shoes on.
Rick doesn't move, doesn't respond but he's glad she sees that he needs his space. Before she leaves she turns back to him with a fire in her eyes, "I'm not giving up Rick, I'll fight for you with every last breath in my body, this baby needs parents who love each other not parents who have to care for it out of duty." She tells him, her voice strong.
She strides over to him and gingerly reaches for his hand as if she's asking permission, He lifts his head and sees nothing but love in her eyes.
He's so tired, so tired of being angry. So he let's out a sigh, "Ok Kate." He agrees.
She gives him a puzzled look and he elaborates, "Fight for us, prove to me this is what you want and that you won't leave again." He says.
Hope swells in her chest and she feels a burden lifted, he's letting her in. He's letting her prove to him how much she loves him and that she's not going to leave again.
She takes a deep breath and gently runs her hands down his stubbly cheek. "I love you Rick and I'm not going to ruin my second chance." She mumbles, leaning down to kiss his cheek.
She lingers for a moment to long, she's not going to entice him into a real kiss because she knows the boundaries.
"Let me take you to lunch tomorrow, start small?" She asks.
Rick gives her a limp nod, still shocked at her determination.
She smiles and runs her hand across his cheek once more before making herself scarce from his hotel suite.
*I'll just go over there*
Trust me! Kate has a lot of making up to do before Rick even remotley begins to forgive her! It's not gonna be easy...
