"Detective, do you think my dad is on drugs?"
Beckett laughed at the wry smile on Alexis' face as the question was asked. "Too many after school specials, hunh?'
Alexis grins back, "Well we all know who the parent is in this relationship, but really, I am worried about my Dad. He has been withdrawn and not around as much. For over a month, he has been evasive, barely writing, and does not seem to be sleeping a lot either. I am really worried about him." Alexis says, with her smile long gone after that torrent of words and emotions.
"Alexis, I am sure he is fine. And no I am not glossing over your concerns for your dad." Becket replies after Alexis opens her mouth to voice a dissent. "Castle has been seeing me in the mornings and dropping off coffee at his regular time, she shakes her head wistfully, thinking to herself that few people have a world famous author as a delivery boy. "He has been spending time in the bullpen some days but others he has been off to get some things done as he puts it. I just thought he was writing."
Kate, he has not been writing much at all, I do the general proofreading on his chapters before he sends them to Gina, and he has given me nothing for a month and a half. "
As those words float in the air, causing each of the ladies to think for a moment on what to say next, the unmistakable sounds of keys in the door lock echo through the air around them and the trio makes a mad dash away from the door.
Richard Castle opens the door to the loft, hoping, no praying, no-one is there to greet him. The universe must still be pissed at him however because, as his luck would have it, there they are. His three favorite people in the world. He forces a smile onto his face, but the effect is ruined by the wince of pain as the split lip, barks it's disapproval, as the skin draws taught over the laceration in his cheek pulling at the sutures there. He thought he was hurting before as the tidal wave of female voices crash into him. He raises a hand and interrupts the cacophony of gasps and what the hells, and of course the "Richard, what have you done nows."
Time to pay the piper he thinks, and here goes nothing.
"Hello, Ladies!, looks like I have some splain'en to do."