Title: A Small, Small World
Spoilers: All of Castle
Summary: This was something even Richard Castle could not have written himself and how will it change things between him and Beckett
Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Castle
N/B I know it is short but I had to start of with this taster to see what people thought g and of course to tease.
It was a plain simple room, nothing out of the ordinary in it. That was they way he liked it. It was the way he lived his life. He did nothing to stand out, blending in quiet easily so if anyone asked about him there was nothing really descriptive. That was what made him so good at his job. It had also cost him a lot in his life, the secrets, the danger. As a young man it was a dream but that faded fast and now he is a loner looking on at other peoples lives. Keeping tabs on people he cares about.
He sits down at a table and pulls out of his bag a thick folder, lays it on the table and opens it. There was a case file about Johanna Beckett, the files on six other murders from hit men to cops. He rubbed his hand across the one that said Roy Montgomery. That man had given his life to protect one of his own. Moving the files around there were pictures of Kate Beckett by herself and ones of her with Richard Castle.
He found a picture of just the novelist and gentle touched it.
"Please forgive me Richard." He whispered. "Please forgive me son."