Trying to Move On
Beckett tried to keep herself busy while at work. But the coffee breaks and the distraction of Castle's childish antics didn't help her any. Every time she looked at him her mind went back to that day in May. The day that should've been their wedding day. All the memories flooded back to the point where Beckett wished she could duck out of the precinct to sulk over a cold beer at the Old Haunt. But she couldn't she was on duty until 5. So the only thing that she had was the memories that haunted her.
Beckett tried to focus on the good memories.
"Here you go, darling."
"Thank you, Mother. And let me just say, in the immortal words of Dorothy, there's no place like home."
"Here's what I don't get. Why would someone do this to you, Dad? Where did you actually go for two months?"
"Well those answers lie within the vast, insidious conspiracy behind all of this. The tangled web that I fully intend to untangle".
"Enough of that. I'd like to propose a toast. To safe returns."
"And to no more departures."
"And to my amazing mother, my wonderful daughter, and the love of my life."
"And to coming home."
She then remembers that goofy, childlike smile Castle had on his face after family time a few years ago. Castle caught his wife looking at his chair beside her desk and knew what she was thinking of.
"We'll find out what happened."
"I know. I was just thinking … I feel like I just wore this yesterday. That we slept in this bed last night. But for you it must seem like a lifetime ago."
"Yeah, it does."
"How did you not lose hope?"
"I did lose hope, you know. But I – I would get it back. Developed rituals in order to hang on to it."
"Like what?"
"It's…stupid. It really doesn't matter."
"No, I'd like to know."
"I would stare at your photo on the murder board. And I started thinking that if I would look at it long enough every day, that that would keep you alive."
"I guess it worked."
"And then I had this thing about your chair."
"My chair at the precinct?"
"I wouldn't let anyone touch it. And the night janitor came by, he tried to move the chair, and I freaked out. I almost shot him."