Chapter 32

He took a deep breath as he pushed the food around on his plate.

"Look, I don't even know where to begin, so I'm just going to come out and say it."

She stared at him, waiting for him to continue.

"The truth is, you are not Kathrine Beckett." He watched her, bracing himself for her response.

"What?" She laughed. "I'm not Kate Beckett. That's a good one, Castle. We'll, if I'm not Kate Beckett, then who am I exactly."

She leaned back in her chair, arms crossed over her chest, looking amused, just waiting for his crazy theory on who she really was.

"You aren't Kate Beckett, because Kate Beckett doesn't exist."

"Oh my God, Castle! For real? I dont exist, huh? Cut the games already!"

"I'm telling the truth, you definitely exist, but Kate Beckett does not." She rolled her eyes at him. "Just listen, ok?" She stared at him out of the tops of her eyes, clearly annoyed with him.

"Kate Beckett is a fictional character from a tv show called Castle?"

"Ha!" She laughed, "so you've got your own tv show now too huh? This just keeps getting better. Please, continue."

"Please, just listen to me. You are an actress, you play Beckett on the show. We were filming when you had an accident on set and hit your head, when you woke up, you believed that you were Beckett."

She just sat there, staring at him like he'd lost his mind. "An actress? Yeah, right!"

He pulled out his iPhone and pulled up a website.

"Here," he said handing it to her, "I think you should see this."

She sat there for a long time, reading page after page confirming that everything he'd been saying was true. Castle really was a show, she didn't exist. Well, at least Kate Beckett didn't. If she wasn't Kate Beckett, then who was she?

As she sat there reading, he slowly saw understanding wash across her face. She believed him. Or at least he thought she did. She wasn't yelling, that was a good sign.

He glanced up, just as a guy came running out of a shop up the street. The store owner was chasing after him yelling something. It all happened so fast, yet seemed like in slow motion. The man raised a gun at the owner, and the owner fired back. He looked across to where she was still sitting reading his phone, completely oblivious to what was taking place. He grabbed her and threw her to the ground just as the shot rang out, and he felt a firey pain rip through his side as they hit the ground.

She was so consumed by what she was reading, that she had no idea anything had happened until she heard the gunshot as he threw her to the ground. She hit her elbow hard on the ground, and swore as she felt the lump forming on the side of her head.

"You ok, Castle?" She asked. Then she felt it, the warm pool forming on her side where he was laying.

"Castle!" She jumped up, rolling him over so she could see his face. He was so pale, the pain clearly visible in his eyes. She looked down and saw the blood stain quickly expanding, the bottom of his shirt quickly changing from blue to a muddy brown as the blood ran out of him.

"Just stay with me, ok? Don't you dare die on me. I need you," she cried.

He lay there staring up into her beautiful green eyes, filled with tears. He needed to help her. He couldn't leave her now. Not like this.

His mind was feeling fuzzy. He watched as she stripped off her shirt, not caring who saw, as she used it to apply pressure to his flowing wound.

It was then that he spotted it, his eyes growing wide as he stared at it. Right between her breasts, a perfectly circular, puckered scar. The kind of scar that a bullet would leave. Kate's scar, he thought, as everything went black.

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