Chapter 3
Beckett stared at the young medic. "I'm sorry, my name is Beckett, not Katic. Katherine Beckett, NYPD, and I'm fine. Just a little bump to the head. Nothing a little rest and a couple Tylenol won't fix."
The medic glanced at Castle, and they exchanged a worried look.
"Look, Castle, I'm fine. I survived a bullet to the chest, a little concussion isn't going to kill me. Now where are Ryan and Espo? Falling on my face let our guy get away, maybe Ryan can at least track him with video surveillance from the surrounding buildings. You and I can chat with this film crew, maybe someone saw something when he ran through."
Both Castle and the medic were staring at her and looking completely at a loss for words. Beckett couldn't help but think to herself how Un-Castle-like that was. Why was everyone acting so strange?
"Um, Ms Katic..."
"Beckett" Kate interrupted
"Right, Ms Beckett," the medic started again. "I really think you should at least come in and let one of our docs take a look at you. Make sure there isn't any underlying problems, just to be safe." He said, shooting an awkward glance at Castle, who was staring at her while whispering to the other guy, who still hadn't told her who he was."
"Look, I'm sure I'm ok. If I have any other symptoms, I'll go in. Right now, I have a murder to solve. Excuse me." Beckett got up, a little steadier on her feet this time and grabbed Castle's arm.
"Can I speak to you a moment, please?" She gave him one of her best Beckett glares. "Alone." she added glancing at the man he'd been whispering to moments ago.
"What the hell is going on here?"
"What do you mean?"
"Cut the crap, Castle! Everyone is staring at me like I've lost my mind. The medic kept calling me Ms Katic, and who the hell is this mystery man?"
Castle stood there a moment, looking at the ground like he wasn't sure how to answer her. They seemed like easy enough questions, but how could he make her understand.
"You know Sta-Kate, I really think maybe you should get checked. You seem kinda confused."
"Confused? Castle, the only thing I'm confused about is why you won't give me any damn answers! Now what the hell is going on?"
"Ok, I tell you what, you let the doctor look you over, and I'll explain everything."
"Or you could just tell me, and I might not shoot you!"
"Please, for me?"
Beckett glared at him, if there was anything she had learned after all these years, it was when it came to Castle, sometimes it's just easier to humor him. She gave him a slight nod, and he was off like a flash, probably to call one of his many contacts to make sure she got the best care possible, she thought. She shook her head and yelled after him, "Fine, but then I want answers!"
As he grabbed the mystery man and ran to find the medic, he whispered to himself, "So do I, Stana. So do I."