Through my lovers eyes
by missteff
June 2014
chapter 9

Dodging, rolling from one side of the car to the other hoping I wouldn't get kicked by the boots that were sliding around on both sides of the car at the same time. Seeing that these guys weren't giving up, I held what little breath I had left trying not to make a sound. After a few times at doing that, the boots stood still. I let the breath I was holding out. The jittering of the car door handle made me think that they had no clue where we went. The car door swings open with a loud groan.

"There's nothing in there." He calls slamming the door shut, which shook the car above me.

"Well, did you check under the car?" another voice asks him. Oh, no I was going to be dead. I wish I hadn't gain weight recently so I could ball up smaller.

"They aint that bright."

"Then come on. Besides they won't last long out here. Not with our gang out looking for them. They won't survive the night."

"They better, I need my money from one of them." the third man responds revving up their bikes, that echo in the still dusk air.

Feeling a sharp stinging pain along with hot liquid on my arm, desperately I wanted to scream out like a kid with a scraped knee for the first time, but I know if I did I would give away our location. Or at least mine. Swiping my hand down my face trying to get rid of the sweet, I lay and wait, listening for a few more seconds. Hearing nothing, I make my move. rolling partially from under the car. Seeing no one. I crawl slowly to the other car, reaching out my hands to find Beckett. I call out her name, hoping that she's okay. I know that our relationship has had it's up and downs but this tops them all. It can't end this way with one of us dead.

"Beckett." I call, swiping my hand around under the car. "Beckett," I repeat. I can't call any louder then a whisper, if by chance one the of bikers is still hanging around.

"Castle," hearing her call my name, was a relief. "Beckett," I wave my hand trying to find her. "Where are you?" I glance under the car.

"Castle, where are you?" I heard her respond. Getting to my feet, I dust my hands on my pants. My heart pounds in my chest when I see her sitting on the edge of the parking lot curb.

"Hey there beautiful," she glances up.

"Hey, yourself handsome."

"You know you take me on the wildest adventures." Laughing I sit down beside her. "In more ways then one, I might add." I wink. "And I love every minute of it. But let me catch my breath," I slid my fingers down my face, "I never what had this much excitement in one day in my life." Reaching up I slid my fingers through my hair.

She smiles, "I told you, that you had no idea how much fun I was." She jokes.

I think she was just messing with me, making fun of this or was she just as scared as I am right about now at the danger of this situation with this guy really was. "You're right -." Breathing in deeply, I continue, "I had no idea what a blast my life would have with you in it." Once again I have to wipe my hands down my face. Trying to keep the sweat from dripping, down burning my eyes.

"There's just as much trouble on this side of the law, then there is on the other."

"Kate, Beckett." Grinning I wiggle my finger back and forth at her. "What are you saying that you -" She turns her head from me.

"Castle..." She turns back around to look at me. "Castle, let's just go and find this guy." She gets to her feet again. I see there's' a lot I have to learn about my fiancée. She stretches out her hand, I take the offering and she pulls me up. Grunting, I get to my feet. She must have seen the agony on my face for she places her hand gently on my shoulder. Her eyes, stare focusing on something. I figure that she noticed the dried bloody patches on my arm.

"Rick, you're..." she calls, looking me in the eye.

"It's..." coughing I shake my head, "It's nothing." Kate stretches my arm out and gently twists it some.

Staring at it, she says. "You have pieces of glass embedded in you. It's not nothing. Let me..." I try to twists away from her.

"Look it's nothing alright." That was a lie and I think she knew it.

"Castle, we." She reaches out her finger, but stops short from touching it. "Looks painful."

"I'll live. And you're worth a few scratches." lifting my eyebrows I smile at her.

"Castle,"

"What?" I thrown up my arms. "Well, you are. At least to me you are. I..."

"I've gotta call Lanie to tell her I'm not going to make my spa bachelorette party this evening."

"You were going to have naked ladies at your party, too?" She glares at me. I start laughing. "Wow. I guess we aren't that different after all."

"Castle," she drags out my name again. "Will you stop joking around." I couldn't help it. The face she was giving me was too cute. I was glad that I could put a smile on her face again. when I see that smile, it just melts my heart.

"Sorry, you bring out the best of me." Grinning, I lean in to kiss her. I get inches away for feeling her lips against mine and her phone beeps. Sighing, I look at her phone. Shaking it off I lean back some so she can answer it. I hate it that when ever I want to kiss her someone or something happens to us. I wanted to take her phone and just threw it far way from her, so I can get a proper kiss.

"Beckett."

"Oh Kate, it's...it's me." Lanie says in a jagged voice through the phone.

"Lanie? Take a deep breath, sounds like you been jogging."

"Has she been out for a run too." I laugh, at my own come back.

Beckett covers her phone, "Not funny, Castle. Now let me talk to her, it sounds important." Nodding I place my hand over my mouth, to show her that I can be quiet and control my outburst. She shakes her finger at me, then places the phone to her ear and starts to talk to her best friend.

"Tell me what's wrong?" Beckett starts walking away from me. Curiously I follow her. She lead us to a bench that was sitting in the grass.

"I … went to your apartment to pick up your dress and …" a pause.

"And what?" Beckett shot me a worrisome look. Her face told me that there was a delay in her friends answer. What could possibly be that bad?

"Kate, a pipe burst in the apartment above and …" Lanie continues on.

"Oh no. No, don't tell me." She turns her body sideways some, so I couldn't see her face. She only did that when she didn't want me to see her cry.

"I tried. I tried, sweetie. I did everything that I could. But there was just too much damage."

"What?" she shouts, "How bad?"

"Kate … the dress. It's gone." Beckett throws her phone down in the grass. Sliding over on the bench I inch closer to her, reaching out I touch her arm. She continues to looking down.

"Kate, Look at me," My fingers glide under her chin gently lifting it upwards. "What's going on? What's got you this up set that you would throw something?"

She blinks, "I want to be left alone." she snaps angrily at me.

"Not a chance hell." I respond, shaking off her attitude.

"Castle, please." Her tone softens to a plea. I get up at her request leaving her for a minute, knowing that she's not going to go far.

I go to retrieve her phone. Bending down to get it, I see a text with a picture of a dress, laying against a table. I continue to stare at this picture. Where have a seen that table? Isn't that Lanie's autopsy table, why would a wedding dress be on it? I glance up at Beckett who had her face in her hands crying. oh no that's not... Oh, no not her wedding dress. I glance back down at the phone one last time. Under the picture was the description, 'it was dead on arrival. Sorry sweetie. We will get you a new one.'

"Now I see why you're upset but It's only a dress."

"Only a dress? Only a dress! Don't you know anything about a wedding?!" she exclaims.

The look on her face, was unforgettable. It was one of horror, and anger. The horror was for what has happened to her dress and the anger was targeted directly at me. I'm sorry for not understanding this whole thing about the perfect dress, but I can buy her a hundred. I guess that wasn't the point though. She could show up necked and I wouldn't care. I just want her to be happy. I need away to fix all this, I just don't know how...I take in a deep breath exhaling it loudly. what am I going to do?

"Look, it's not the end of the world. I'll buy you a hundred dresses." I respond.

"You don't really get it do you?" she shakes her head slightly, turning away.

"Apparently I don't," shaking my head back at her. "I need some help." I plea, strolling over to her, curling my lips to form a grin. I caught a glimpse of her eyes moving. "So help me. Please. I..." Swallowing, I sit on the far end of the bench. She's still not looking at me. "I'll do anything for you." I slide closer to her. "Kate, please." I reach out for her hand but she moves it away. "Tell me what I can do to make things better."

"Our wedding," she sniffs, "Was supposed to be magical. It was supposed to be our perfect day and now it's just." She shuts her eyes. "It's...falling apart. And there's nothing I..." she finally looks up at me, her eyes glistening with wetness. "We can do."

"So we'll put it back together." I wrap my arms around her to hold her, not as close as I want to be but I'll take it.

"Castle, I'm married to someone else." she pulls back some. "And I have no idea where he is, we don't have any leads, and then to make things worse the venue and now this? I mean, it just feels like all of this is one big sign." She turns to face me. Shaking her head slightly.

"Well, maybe it is a sign," pulling her closer into me. "A sign that ours is a great love story. Because what's a great love story without obstacles to overcome? Every fairy tale has them. Terrible trials that only the worthy can transcend. But you can't give up. That's the deal. We want the happy ending, we can't give up." She smiles through her tears.

"And that's why I want to marry you. You..." Smiling back, I lean forward and kiss her. A soft loving kiss on the lips.

"And I want to make you happy everyday. Look, everything is going to be okay. We just have to..."

"Run" she screams.

"Or hide," I chuckle, grinning at her. She gives me her death glare. What or whoever she saw holds no candle to what she would do to me if I didn't know that look and didn't obey her.

"Go, go!" She yells, as we both take off running again. "What is it with us and parks?" I asks as we enter a park.

After we reach a swing set, she says, "I don't know," catching her breath she adds, "I guess they are made just for us."

I grasps one of the chains, feeling the coolness of the metal between my fingers. "This brings back memories, doesn't it?" the chains rattle as I sit down in one of the swings. "Memories of hope that, we..." Quickly I turn to see Beckett's reaction. "Beckett," A man has her by the arm, forcefully dragging her off.

"Castle just run," she hollers at me.

"No, I'm not." stupidly, I chase after the two of them.

to be continued...