You guys are AMAZING! I asked for 65, and I got 66. And forever-lost-in-paradise, I do write because I like it, not for the reviews, but without the reviews, how would I know what people think of this story? Would you continue writing if people constantly told you that your stories suck? The only reason I'm setting review guidelines is because I want to know what people want from this story.
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Disclaimer: (Shakes head and walks away...)
Previously on Help Me:
On the drive back to New York, Rick thought about how surprised the girls would be. He smiled as he turned the last corner to get to his building. He saw the truck heading his way, but he couldn't react fast enough, and all he heard was the deafening sound of breaking glass and crunching metal.
His head swam. He could distantly hear the sirens wailing. He felt a sense of panic as something settled over his mouth. He felt something squeezing his arm. He heard things beeping. He then started to drift back into the darkness, but a sudden jolt of pain in his chest brought him back to his halfway conscious state.
He started to drift back into the abyss, and he again felt pain in his chest, but he just couldn't bring himself to care.
Martha, Kate, Lanie, and Alexis were engaged in a fierce battle of laser tag when Kate's phone rang.
"Beckett," Kate answered in her usual manner.
"Is this Detective Beckett?" a woman asked.
"Yes it is."
"This is Jeanie from the New York Presbyterian Hospital. I'm calling in regards to Richard Castle. He has you down as his emergency contact."
"What happened?"
By now Martha, Lanie, and Alexis were on high alert, straining to hear what the other person was saying. But judging by the lines that appeared on Kate's forehead, it wasn't good.
"Mr. Castle has been involved in an accident."
"Oh my god, is he okay?"
"They just took him into surgery a few minutes ago. If you could come in, that would be great. We need some more information on him."
"Of course. I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Thank you."
Kate hung up and went to the closet to get her coat. She grabbed Martha's, Lanie's, and Alexis's too. She threw the coats to them, and proceeded to shed her laser tag equipment. The three other women followed suit. Kate grabbed her keys, and headed out the door saying, "Let's go, Castle's hurt."
At her words, the other women wasted no time in getting out of the loft, and into the hallway. They caught up with Kate, and when they got down to the parking garage where Kate's car was, they each pulled open a door and got in. Kate flipped on the lights and sirens, and they got to the hospital in record time.
The walked into the lobby, and made their way over to the nurse's station in the E.R. "We're here for Richard Castle." Kate said as she flashed her badge at the lady.
"Are you Detective Beckett?"
"Yes,"
"We spoke on the phone earlier. Here are the forms we need filled out. When you're done just bring them back." Jeanie said as she handed her the clipboard.
"Okay,"
"We'll get you an update on Mr. Castle as soon as possible."
Kate nodded, "Thanks,"
The small group of worried women walked to the waiting room, where they sat in the corner, letting tears roll down their face. Kate was trying to see past the tears that blurred her vision, so that she could fill out the forms. Even though they all cried, none of them made a sound.
Kate got up twenty minutes later and handed Jeanie the clipboard, and walked back to the others.
Two uneventful hours passed when a woman in blue scrubs came out and walked into the waiting room, "Family of Richard Castle?" Martha, Kate, Alexis and Lanie stood up and walked a little closer.
"I'm afraid I have some bad news."
Dun, dun, dun...
Another cliffhanger. Can we get the reviews up to 70 this time?