Two weeks. Two weeks since Katherine Josephine Beckett was shot while speaking at the funeral of the man who died to save her. Katherine Beckett was still sick to her stomach. She could barely eat or move. The bullet that hit her two weeks ago went in right below her rib cage. As of right now, Katherine Beckett was staring off in space as her boyfriend went on about when he was in Haiti. She didn't care. If it wasn't for the fact that she could barely utter a word, she would break up with him. Kate took the pad of paper off of the nightstand and the pen next to it. She quickly scribbled out a note. 'Were over, leave please.' She turned it around for Josh to see. He quickly rushed out of the room. Kate sighed and rested her head back on the pillow. Her world soon became fully blackened by sleep.
She awoke a few hours later to Richard Castle looking at. "Good morning, Detective." Beckett smiled. Neither of them have brought up what Castle had said before Beckett passed out. "Castle?" "Beckett, your not supposed to be talking." "I don't care. Remember what you said after I shot?" "How could I forget?" "Did you4 mean it?" "How could I not? Kate, I love your willpower to not flinch while you're staring at cold blood killers, I love that your scared, I love that your extraordinary, I love that you amaze me every day, I love that I find out something new about you everyday. My point is that I've loved you since the day you walked into my book party. Kate, I love so much and when you got shot, I thought that I had passed up my chance to tell you that I love you." Katherine Beckett looked into Richard Castle's baby blur eyes. The only thing she saw was hope, hope for what she would say, hope for what would come after, hope for their relationship. Katherine Beckett smiled. Richard Castle bent his head near his loves. He glanced into her eyes then egulfed her lips in her own. They both knew that after this they would never be able to go back to what they were before. They both knew that both have confessed the romantic tension between them. Both of them knew what the other was thinking. I Love You