Hello everyone! Thank you to the ones who read!
Again, I'm not sure about posting this, but I decided to try.
About the story, there are a few things that I forgot to say.
Johanna Beckett will be a very important character, but she is still dead. Also, Esposito will be an other important character.
Things might not be very clear right now, but I will explain everything later.
Disclaimer: I don't own Castle.
Kate slowly got closer.
-Rick, are you okay?
She didn't want to worry, she shouldn't worry, but she couldn't help it.
-Katie?
A voice came behind her.
-Katie? Is that you?
The young woman turned around and she saw the redhead. She gave her a thin smile.
-Alexis, how are you?
-How about you? We haven't seen you in years! Where have you been?
-Yeah, I've been... busy. Sorry, she said, trying to hide her anger.
This reminded her of the object of her visit. She kicked in the writer's shoe and said dryly:
-Rick, time to wake up!
Seeing that he wouldn't react, she sighed.
-Alexis? Look, it may sound strange, but I need your dad. Could you help me wake him up?
The young girl looked at her friend. She remembered her introducing herself as "Detective Beckett".
-Katie, what's going on? Is my dad in any trouble?
-No sweetie, I promise he isn't. Actually, I'm here because I need his help on a case.
-A case? So you really are a cop?
I really need to get out of here...
-Look, Alexis, I would love to stay and chat with you, but I need to go. As soon as your father accepts to follow me of course.
-Okay, then, I guess I'll see you later.
-Grams, can I talk to you for a second please?
The older woman turned around and her face lit when she saw her granddaughter. She looked at her "date" and excused herself, then turned to Alexis.
-Darling, what is it, you seem upset.
-Grams, do you remember what happened 10 years ago?
-Well, a lot has happened 10 years ago, honey.
Alexis bit her bottom lip. She didn't want to bring this up with her grandmother, but she wanted to know.
-I'm talking about Johanna Beckett...
Tears welled up in Martha's eyes at the mention of her late friend.
-A few months after she died, Katie came at the loft. And then, we never saw her again. Why?
He was at the loft, writing. He was supposed to send his work to Gina, but once again, he would be late, which is probably why he didn't hear the loud knock at the door. His mother opened the door.
-Katherine, what a pleasure to see you!
-It's nice to see you too Martha.
The older woman took a closer look at her. She had been crying.
-What can I do for you? she asked in a soft and sad voice.
-Is Rick here?
-Yes, he's just locked up in his office. You know him, he's late, as usual.
Kate managed a slight smile.
-But his book will have to wait.
-No, if he's busy, I can come back later and...
-Oh Darling, don't be stupid, he's been in there for hours, I'm sure he would be more than willing to welcome the procrastination. Go in there. He will be happy to see you, it's been a long time.
-Thank you Martha.
He had felt more than he had heard someone behind his door.
-Come in! He shouted.
When the door opened, he almost jumped off his chair.
-Kate! Are you alright?
She didn't answer, but surprised him by letting him take her into an embrace. She had become so cautious and distant these past few months.
-Kate, what's going on?
She looked at her friend. When she started talking, her voice was weak, but she didn't care.
-He did it again.
He started rubbing her back in an attempt to soothe her, but he knew it was useless. He couldn't make it better.
-He doesn't care, Rick. Today, when I came home, I started to tidy everything up and when he didn't say anything, I... I thought that maybe things could change, but... when I looked in his eyes, there was nothing. He really doesn't care anymore. It's like he's dead inside and... he doesn't even care.
She was crying, like never before.
He knew her, she was his friend, but he didn't know what to do. So he decided to do what he did best. Make her smile.
-You know, if you didn't like this shirt, you shouldn't have bought it.
He felt her smile against his chest.
-Look, I'm going to go change and then, how about we go out? Fresh air might be good for you. I'll even let you have an ice cream if you want.
Later that day, he brought them back to his place. Rick looked at his friend, sitting next to him. She looked happier, more relaxed than the girl who had knocked at his door earlier.
-So, she asked. Are you going to invite me or do I have to go home?
Rick smiled. He loved it when she was like that. So, he couldn't resist teasing her a little.
-Well, it depends... What's in it for me?
Kate raised a brow, her eyes sparkling in amusement for the first time in what felt like forever.
-Are you kidding? I'm offering you to spend more time with me and you want to know what's for you? You should be punished for that!
Rick almost laughed. It felt so good to see her be herself again.
-What kind of punishement could you choose?
-Hum... A drink? I could really use one.
Rick bit his bottom lip. He was always uncomfortable when she talked about alcohol. Even when she was joking. But she looked so great, he didn't want to bring her father up.
-One drink for the lady!
A few hours and a few bottles of wine later, they were still sitting on his couch, Kate leaning against his shoulder.
-Well, I should go home, she said, startling Rick who thought she was sleeping.
The young man looked at her with serious eyes.
-What? No, you're not going home!
-Why?
-Because you're so drunk you couldn't walk straight.
-I'm not drunk!
-Oh yeah? Oh, no I see what you're doing!
-And what is that?
-Oh come on, don't pretend to be concerned about my safety, Ricky!
-What do you mean, of course I...
-No no no no, I get it. You just want me to stay here, don't you?
-Kate, I swear to you that...
-Don't be ashamed, it's sweet!
Rick sighed. Why was she doing this. She knew that he wouldn't say no to anything she said.
-So? She asked. What do you say? Sleepover?
-Kate, I told you, I don't think it is a...
But then he froze. He hadn't noticed how close they were and it made him uncomfortable. He had already seen her drunk, he knew what she could do. And he also knew that she always ended up regretting it.
-Shhhhh, she whispered. No talking.
He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say a word, her lips were pressed on his.
-Waouh Beckett, the man has been asleep for an hour! What did you do to him?
-Shut up, Espo!
They were both observing the sleeping author through the windows of the break room while Ryan was trying to wake him up. Finally, he got out of the room.
-I think our special guest is finally able to join the party.
-Fine, thanks Ryan. There is something that I have to do, but could you take him to the interrogation room, I'll be right back.
-Sure, he'll be there.
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