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abience (n.) the strong urge to avoid someone or something.
It’s been going on for weeks now and
she couldn’t quite put her finger on the reason why.
He was distancing himself majorly, his
facial expressions were hard as stone and she could tell something
had changed with him. She thought it was just a thing he was dealing
with, but it wasn’t going away and she was afraid she was really
going to lose him this time. Her partner, her friend, the man she
loved deep down in the bottom of her heart.
She was still going to her regular
therapy sessions and Burke had caught her spacing out. Maybe talking
it out could bring some light.
“Kate?” Her head snapped in the
direction of the male’s voice, her therapist looking at her
patiently. “Tell me what’s on your mind right now. You can’t seem
to focus on anything else.”
She was silent for a moment, forming
words to explain her situation around her brain before she re-situated herself in the leather chair across from Dr. Burke.
“He’s fading away, distancing
himself. He isn’t the joyful, theory filled man I know. If he gives
any input into a case, it’s usually dry and emotionless. It’s never
been that way. He can’t seem to even be in a room with me anymore,
won’t talk to me unless it’s about a case..” She trailed off,
shutting her mouth to take a quick swallow.
“He used to bring me coffee every
morning, with a smile that is contagious but now, no coffee, no
smile. His face is always in a frown, and if you’ve been around him
long enough, you can just tell he isn’t himself. I don’t know what
I’ve done wrong..”
“Have you told him?” She knew
exactly what he was talking about, but saying it out loud was like
she’d have to face it. That she lied to him about hearing him confess
his love because she got scared of how she felt and ran, like always.
She only shook her head as a reaction as she sighed.
“It was a bombing case that changed
everything. One minute we were working on finding who dropped the bag
and the next moment he was cold, and heartless-” She stopped her
words as she pondered for a minute.
Wait, the bombing case. She had let it
slip out that she had taken a bullet and remembered everything. He
had mysteriously left the precinct when she came out from the
interrogation that day.
She stood to her feet quickly, mumbling
to the male watching her that she had to go and she was sorry. She
didn’t take her time rushing out, hailing a cab and quickly making
her way back to the 12th.
When she arrives, unfortunately Castle
isn’t there. No, he had decided he was going to follow that beat cop
around who’s other partners had mysteriously died on their first day.
Letting out a sigh, she decided she’d have to wait until he came
around to have the chat with him, this couldn’t wait any longer.
It was about half an hour and she was
flipping through paperwork when she heard talking between voices, one
that she instantly knew. Glancing to her right, she noticed Castle
making his way in, along side Slaughter who was the cop her partner
was following around. She couldn’t miss the chance to talk with him
before he left again.
Standing to her feet, she hurried over
to the two of them, knowing Ethan’s eyes were scaling her body.
“Hey, Castle. Can I talk to you for a
“Uh, can it wait? I’m kinda with
Slaughter here, we’re going to need to use one of the rooms for-”
His words were cut off as she shook her head.
“No, it can’t wait. Please.” She
asked again, motioning him towards the break room. He let out a sigh,
but before he could start moving, the male cop beside him nudged him,
mumbling something before nodding towards her, as if expecting she’d
be interested in him. Right.
Castle only glared at him before
stepping in front of her as she led him into the break room. Only
once the door was shut and the blinds were down did she turn around
and step closer to him.
“Castle, what’s going on with you?
You’re not the same nine year old on a sugar rush that I used to
know. I could ask if it’s something I’ve done, but I think I already
know, so just tell me what’s bothering you. We can’t keep avoiding
each other like the plague forever.” His glare only deepened as she
talk and she resisted the urge to step back as he stepped close to
her, menacingly into her personal bubble.
“You lied to me, Beckett. Saying you
remembered nothing of Montgomery’s funeral past being on the podium only, you remembered
everything. But, instead of coming out with the truth that you feel
nothing for me, you became a coward and decided to hide behind your
walls. I would have dealt with the fact you don’t love me better than
you lying. I wouldn’t have lied to you.” His cold eyes bore into
hers as she didn’t dare break their contact.
She stepped closer, too close in her
mind, but at this point, boundaries didn’t matter. The truth needed
to get out now. “That’s what you think, Castle? I don’t love you?
How can you be so oblivious to the fact that you are the one who
makes me smile like you do, who I can trust with my life, and how it’s a different kind
than I do with Ryan and Esposito. I love them too, but their love is
brotherly. Yours? My love for you drives me crazy. All the way around
the world. I know I shouldn’t have lied about hearing you, but I was
scared. I’m a broken mess and I haven’t placed all the pieces back
together yet, and I lied, not only because I was scared but also because I
wanted to be better. For you. Not any other person, not because I
didn’t feel the same. So don’t rule the excuse of me not loving you.
Because I couldn’t stop loving you if I tried.”
She took in a deep breath after her
voice had somewhat rose over how she was handling this situation. He
stared back at her before he stepped closer, their noses were inches
away from each other and their eye contact stayed constant. “That
wall..that wall eliminating was for me? You were doing this for me..”
She nodded, reaching up a hand to caress his cheek, smiling when he
didn’t push her away.
“Yes, because without you, I wouldn’t
have found my mother’s killer, I wouldn’t have be having as much fun as I do with you, like Roy said,
and I wouldn’t have someone that I can lean on when I feel like I
can’t stand on my own anymore. We have to stop this poor
communication, I can’t run from things I’m scared of anymore and you
have to trust me that I’m trying to right myself, let the wall down
for you to come in.” Taking a leap, she leaned forward brushing her
lips against his own.
His hand curled around her waist while
the other grazes her flush skin as their lips locked in a soft, sweet
manner. They pulled away for air to which Kate slid her hand into
his, linking their fingers for the small moment. “Are we good now?”
She asked, knowing she’d still have a lot to make up to him but he
pecked her on the cheek in return and she knew that even though they weren’t perfect, they were getting there now and that’s what matter.