A/N: Really sorry I didn't get chance to update yesterday, things have been hectic in real life and will for the rest of the week. My family went on holiday yesterday without me, I'm going to a party tonight and Friday, I'm travelling on Saturday and tomorrow is the dreaded results day. Good luck to anyone who's going for results. Let me know how you do!
Anyway. As an apology I'm uploading two chapters now! This one is dedicated to theNCISlovinggingerguineapig for giving me the idea for the letter 'Q', thank you to everyone else who made suggestions though. Also, thanks to Katie-Kakes97 for the kind review. The letter 'U' is still open for debate...
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Disclaimer in chapter one.
Kate,
Another letter another day closer to you. Only a few days left to go, just under two weeks and I can't wait to wrap my arms around you, to kiss you and forget this terrible month. You are never talking me into thinking that a full month apart is a good idea again. I need you Kate. I'm not even ashamed to admit it.
I don't want to turn into that arrogant playboy again, as much as I don't want to admit being wrong, you made me a better person, a better man without realizing it. I can't thank you enough for that.
When I was younger and back in my days of boarding schools a much younger, and not quite as dashing, Richard Rodgers would terrorize the students and teachers alike; getting kicked out of school after school, moved all over the place by his trying, in both senses of the word, mother. I was unsure what I was doing with my life until one boy told me I had a gift. It was that day that Richard Rodgers became Richard Castle.
After many failed attempts I finally made it, my first book. At long last I had something that was mine, an achievement all of my own. An achievement that I know sits as a signed copy on your bookshelf. After that first book, that first taste of success I knew I would be hooked. Again and again I tried, to recreate that sense of accomplishment and I did. I had a gift and one book turned into six and I'd changed, gone was the young man trying to please his mentor I was becoming addicted to the life, after struggling as a child I had the money, the freedom to do as I wished. And I did. Alcohol, parties, women. Richard Castle turned into 'Ricky Castle'.
And then I met you. All brass and brazen and shiny and new and different! God, you were the breath of fresh air that I needed. You took the party boy and threw him into the real world at the deep end. Because of you I started to shave off that stupid constant stubble, stopped waking up hung over everyday. I got a real job, sort of. Because of you I grew up and stopped trying to to be that young twenty-something year old writer. I was your plucky sidekick. Your partner. I became Castle.
But recently I became something more. You let me in and now I'm Rick.
I'm the 'King Of The Castle' to use a bad and slightly overused pun.
'Q' is for you, my dear, for if I'm the King then you are most definitely my Queen.
I love you.
Rick.