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She can't handle all of these people constantly reminding her of everything that has happened. Hell none of these people even know the real story behind it. She still can't grasp the concept that Montgomery was part of her mothers murder. She's trying to put it behind her though, will only remember him as her Captain, her friend.
It's getting harder and harder to fight the tears and she really can't handle crying in front of crowds; it makes her feel weak. Even if it is the day of her Captains funeral she still, will not let a single tear fall in front of these people.
She has also been trying to dodge Castle's presence in everyway possible. He probably notices but she really can't deal with him right now. Doesn't even know what to say to the guy. He had been giving her reassuring looks the whole funeral and it's eating her away inside that she had pushed him away only a couple of days ago. What does he even want from her anymore? Isn't he sick of getting pushed away, nearly walked all over by her. It does occur to her then that maybe she was wrong by telling him they were over the other night, that she knows he was correct on everything he was saying. But she was angry, no, more than angry she was bitter, cold, not wanting him to throw the ugly truth in her face.
Kate takes the last of the champagne bottle and runs up stairs. Although She knows it's inappropriate, it's all she can think to do to get away from the depressing human population down stairs. Maybe it's not one of the healthiest choices to bring the whole bottle of Champagne with her but hell, whose to judge.
She makes her way up to the bathroom only to run into Lanie, her best friend.
'CRAP' Kate internally curses to herself. She wants to just be alone. Even if it sounds pitiful and sad, she can't seem to care at the moment.
"Hey girl" Lanies voice, it's almost odd to hear like this. So down in the dumps.
"Hey" Kate barely even whispers, vocal chords shot from the constant lump in her throat.
"You going to start your own little party in the bathroom?" Lanie quirks an eyebrow towards the champagne bottle gripped tightly in Kate's hands.
That gets a laugh out of both of them.
"Uh yeah actually" Looking down at the bottle Kate looks back up at her friend. "Would you care to join?" Her smile is small but it's there and that's all Lanie needs to know to tell her that she is alright with her being there.
"I thought you'd never ask." Her friend half jokes as they make there way down the hall to the bathroom.
About an hour has passed and they are still in the bathroom reminiscing about old times when they hear a faint knock at the door. Lanie is about to get up when Kate grabs her arm.
"Shh! Let them go to the other bathroom" She whispers.
"Girl calm down" Lanie shakes her off and slowly opens the door.
Kate crosses her fingers, praying that the person outside that door will just go away. Her hopes of that happening burn to the ground when Lanie sticks her head back into the tiny bathroom and says
"It's writer boy" The amused quip to Lanies lips doesn't go missed by Kate. She shakes her head with a displeased face. Her face only grows more displeased when her friend opens the door even wider to let 'writer boy' in.
"I'll leave you two to it then, I have to go anyway. I think I heard someone looking for me downstairs." That gets a death stare from Kate. Lanie just brushes it off and scurries out of the bathroom.
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Rick can hear low whispers on the other side of the door after he knocked. Must be more than one person in there. If he could guess he'd have to say Lanie would be in there with her. His palms are a bit sweaty as he waits for someone to come to the door.
After about a minute of waiting Rick turns to leave only to be startled by Lanie's head popping out from behind the door.
"Hey Castle" She slurs a bit. Have they been drinking?
"Hey is uh Beckett in there with you?" The question comes out of his mouth before even thinking about it.
'Great now I'm going to get shit at the precinct for this… well if I ever make it back into the precinct'
The look on Lanie's face frightens him. It's mischievous, he doesn't like it. At all. Confusion wash's over his face when Lanie turns back to the other side of the door. When she comes back out her smile is even wider.
"A matter a fact she is, come on in." Lanie opens the door revealing a pretty flushed Beckett sitting in the tub with a bottle of champagne by her side on the floor.
Not knowing what to say Rick hears Lanie rambling on about someone calling for her downstairs.
'Great'
He thought, still not knowing how to start out the conversation with Kate. Not knowing why he came up here in the first place.
"Hey" Is all that comes out of his mouth. He's thankful that she replies to him with the same thing. He's glad to know at least she's willing to speak with him.
"I see you guys were having your own little party in here?" He question trying to start out on a light note. Not wanting to tip any icebergs.
"Yeah" Her smile is hesitant. Like she's not sure of herself. "Lanie caught me with a bottle of champagne, I guess she figured it wasn't healthy for me to drink the whole thing alone." Her laugh is rocky but it's comforting to him all the more. To know she feels that shes on good enough terms to joke with him. His smile fades and his face turns serious.
"Are you going to be okay" His voice is soothing to her ears and it takes her back to know that he still cares for her well being.
"Eventually" The glossiness to her eyes tell him otherwise but he'll let it go. He can't fight all of her demons for her, hell she hardly lets him fight any now that he thinks of it. Right now isn't about that though, it's about being there for her when she needs him. And he knows even if she wont admit to it, that she needs him as much as he needs her.
"Do you mind if I-"
"No, please sit"
He takes a seat on the floor by the side of the tub, he's surprised when she hands him the champagne bottle. Nodding at her, he takes the bottle into his hand.
"Thanks." He nearly chuckles out. As he takes a swish of the bubbly liquid.
They're both nervous and can feel the tension in the air. They know that once one of them opens their mouth to speak something Is going to slip and it will start the conversation they have been denying themselves for longer then they can remember. That's why at this moment neither of them are saying a single word and are just content in the awkward silence at the moment. But both know sooner or later one of them is going to crack and they're going to have to face their demons together. For right now they sit there in a silence that is saying a whole lot more than they're trying to show.
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