Spoilers: Eventually up to the end of Season 5.
Disclaimer – I don't own any of these characters
*AM is a genius. These are Marlowe's characters and ideas.
Please do not be too critical English is my second language and this is my first fanfiction. If you don't have anything nice to say, please don't say anything at all.
See you in the fall?
Part 1
After breaking up with Tom and getting Castle out of the break room she was ready to talk straight and ask him to go with him to the Hamptons, but she didn't want to be just a tryst of his if anything happened so she wanted to make her feelings and how much she valued their relationship out in the open before she agreed to accompany him.
"But this past year working with you, I've had a really good time"
"Ya, me too" he replied and her heart skipped a beat, this was going really well. She was opening up to him.
"So I'm just gonna say this and…" She was interrupted by Gina the ex wife. As she stood their listening she felt as if she had been hit by a truck when her inquiries uncovered their Hamptons plans together.
Damn it, she thought to herself. Are you kidding me? She wanted to cry. Shockingly she did not have any desire to flee, part of her tried to, but her stubbornness kept her feet rooted to the spot. While zoning in and out of what was being said, she heard Castle say: "So I'm sorry, you were ah telling me something?"
"Ya, I wanted to say have a great summer" she lied with every bit of strength that she had left.
"You too and like you said, it's been really, really great"
"Ya, it has"
"See you in the fall?"
Kate swallowed her pride and turned to face her friends. Thankfully Lanie could sense her discomfort and suggested loudly that they cheers to having to work all summer unlike overpaid authors.
After downing her beer, Lanie tried to persuade Kate to come out for a girl's night on the town with her, but Kate refused.
Kate's head and heart were a flutter of emotion and pain. She wanted to go home, run a hot bath, drink some red wine and wallow in self-pity of her bad timing.
Part 2
Kate awoke the next morning feeling just as upset as she had gone to bed the night before. Had she said yes to his offer to take her to the Hampton's, she would be sleeping in late, or laying out and working on her tan next to his private pool or on the patio with the ocean view.
She felt resentful towards Gina, Tom and Castle. Damn it, why couldn't their timing be better?
As the day progressed Kate couldn't stop thinking about Castle and Gina together. As evening fell, she could practically picture them lighting a bonfire, roasting marshmallows and telling ghost stories.
Kate called the 12th and asked to cover anyone's shift. She needed to get out of her house, she needed to work and she needed to stop thinking about him.
Being a long-weekend, the precinct was understaffed and hopping. She caught a murder early Sunday morning and put all of her energy into catching Emma LeBlanc's killer for the next four days.
When the boys got back from their long weekends they did not mention Castle's name around her, although Javi kept giving her guilty looks (obviously feeling bad about his pep talk that had backfired so spectacularly). They sometimes whispered about him, but tried hard to be discreet.
She missed him again, just like last summer. She didn't admit it to anyone else, but in that last year he had been shadowing her daily she had gotten accustomed to his presence, coffee, smile and scent. Now, he was gone. She was still angry and hurt that he would go with HER, but as she really thought about it she was angrier with herself and her awful timing in figuring out how she felt about him.
Kate knew that Ryan missed his pal too, and as the summer continued on, he mentioned Castle more and more by accident. He pushed Kate to call him and find out when he was coming back, because he so desperately wanted to hear him spin theories and hang out. Ryan missed Castle because he was a friend, but also because he had a way with Beckett. He could make her smile and get out of her comfort zone.
Kate saw her internal pain and angst for the loss of Castle in Ryan's words and actions, but her stubbornness was back with a vengeance and she wasn't going to let it show. And there was no way she would put herself out on a limb by phoning him. She had tried that in June, and it had not turned out.
She was determined to forget about him, if he didn't want her (or the precinct) she didn't want him either. After months of zero contact, he had obviously forgotten about all of them.
Part 4
Until he showed up at the murder scene with a gun in his hand standing over a dead body and she had to arrest him. Twice.
