It's been a long time, I know. I got so many excuses it's not funny. My main one is, I'm in college and working full time. I have an hour in between school and then work. Which is used for hw and getting dressed for work. So it's not a lot of time. I'll do my best to update at least once a month. Also next chapter I'll have the layout you want. I just wanted to get this out.

Also don't own Castle.


Castle doesn't even really understand what is going on, but it feels like he's floating as he calls out. "Hello? Hello?" A team of nurses and doctors are quickly pushing Castle's gurney down the hall way. "What do we have?" The lead doctor asks as they were quick to reach the surgery room, the paramedic rushes to answer. "He was shot twice, once in abdomen and in the neck." The young female paramedic then goes on to tell them the rest of Castle's medical history, and the young woman who was helping to save Richard Castle was a huge fan.

Which if Castle wasn't about to bleed to death he might find it ironic, one of his fans wanted him dead, but another was there saving his life. His eyes felt so heavy, it felt like he could sleep forever; he couldn't…too much pain. It's what kept him going. It made him realize he was still alive. Weakly, Castle called out. "Beckett…remind her of her promise, take care of Alexis. She promised." Castle tried to stay awake, but he had used the last of his strength to make sure that Alexis would be taking care of, slowly the darkness claimed him once more.

It's been two and half days since the shooting; Beckett didn't know what to think or how to react to the news of Castle being shot. Mostly, she was numb; she would have broken down many of times if it wasn't for Martha and Alexis. She couldn't lose him, she just couldn't. That saying, "You don't know what you got till it's gone," really hit Beckett hard. She was a complete and utter fool. She loved Castle and once this was over, she was going to finally tell him.

Beckett let out a small sigh as she shifted slightly in the very uncomfortable hospital chair; she quickly stopped moving once she realized that Alexis was snug against her side. She was sleeping, finally. Beckett glanced down at the young woman, but right now she looked like a little girl that was in desperate need of her father. Beckett blinked back the tears that threaten to fall once more; this had been way too close for comfort.

This reminded her too much of what happened to her mother. She was nearly the same age as Alexis was now, but just a few years older than when she lost her mother. Beckett was so grateful that Alexis hadn't lost her father; she knew Alexis needed her and no child should have to go through that. Yet, Beckett had a lot of selfish reasons as well. She survived her mother's death by getting lost in Castle's books—he saved her. Who would have saved her if she lost him? No one. She wouldn't have survived. She would have been broken. She needed him, he was her one and done. God, why couldn't she have seen that before now?

Alexis shifted slightly in her arms, and then suddenly jerked right up breathing heavily as she looked around the room. She slowly calmed down when her eyes landed on her father. He was so pale and so still; this wasn't him. Her father was a happy, carefree man. He was always laughing and moving around—never being able to keep still. He was always having something in his hands to keep him entertained.

From either a random object that was a toy or his phone playing Angry Birds or Twitter. "When are they going to wake him up?" Alexis asked as she glanced over at Beckett, her face turning a bright red from embarrassment. She hadn't meant to freak out the way she had, just the dream seemed so real. She thought her father's shooter had come back and finished the job.

The man who shot Castle had gotten away free, they didn't have any leads what so ever. They were all hoping that once Castle woke he'd have some answers; some clues that would lead them to who would ever did this to him. "Whenever he is good and ready." Beckett gently told Alexis. "He's your father, and you know how stubborn he is; he's not going to wake up when everyone wants him to." She said with a soft chuckle trying to put Castle's daughter at ease.

Then suddenly the heart monitor started going crazy and then choking noises.