Caskett one-shots

Nightmare

Hey ppl! Sorry it's been centuries sine I last uploaded. Anyways, this shot is basically at the time when Kate had to go to guard that billionaire. I don't remember the episode, but it was in one of them. If any one of you knows, then pls tell me.... Enjoy!
Also, this is my first narrative writing, so pls tell me whether I should continue or just stick to third person.
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Castle's P.O.V-
"Seriously Castle, I can't believe you're doing this! Why do we have to fight about this totally trivial issue? Don't you trust me? Is that how much you trust our love?" Says- more like screams -Kate, standing in the foyer, ready to go for her evening jog. I hate fighting with her, but I just CAN NOT bear the thought of my Kate guarding a billionaire and putting her life in danger. And falling for him and leaving me alone. "Fine!" I say. "You know what Kate? I don't care. Go do whatever you want. Don't expect me to care less."

Saying this, I storm of to my room slamming the door shut. Running my hands through my hair, I try to rein in the hot rage lancing through my bloodstream. I groan in frustration and punch the dressing room mirror. Tiny blood droplets fall to the floor, and for a second, I welcome the distraction of pain. But all too soon, the adrenaline leaves my body, and I flop onto the bed, closing my eyes. But even as sleep overcomes me, I cannot find the bliss I hoped sleep would provide, as I plummet into a nightmare.....

I'm standing in a church, wearing a beat black tux. People are mingling together, and happy chatter fills the room. Pink and white flowers are arranged on rows and rows if benches. This has to be my wedding. And yet, a gut feeling is telling me that it's not. Pushing aside my worries, I look around, realising with a jolt that don't know majority of the people here. Huh, wierd. What are people I don't know doing in my wedding? Suddenly, a lady pops up I front of me, and asks" you're from the groom's side or the bride's?" I laugh and retort that I am the groom. The lady looks at me weirdly and walks away, shaking her head. By now a pool if dread has formed in my stomach. Something is terribly wrong here. I look around to search for the altar, to see the bride. I finally find it, only to see something that shocks me through my core. My eyes dart around the scene, and suddenly, everything clicks into place. Sure, this is Kate's wedding. But I'm not the groom. She's marrying someone else. The pope pronounces them as husband and wife, and to my utter horror, Kate and that man stare at each other- eyes filled with the glow that only love can give- slowly inching forward, and my heart shatters into a million pieces. All if a sudden, I can't see this anymore. I feel as if the walls are pressing close together, giving me a feeling of claustrophobia, and I know that I have to get out of this place. Just as I turn around, I hear a shot, and a scream of surprise, followed by a heavy stampede as everyone tries to get out all at once. I push through the frantic crowds, searching desperately for my Kate, and I do find her, laying on the wooden pew, so blue, her hands laying by her side limply, her eyes staring forward lifelessly, and a pool of blood collecting at the place where the bullet pierced her beautiful skin, and I'm running, but it's like there is a tunnel between us, and I call out to her, my voice tight in anguish.
"Kate!!!"
And suddenly, I hear someone laughing, a nasty, mocking laugh, and that person is calling my name again and again....
"Castle! Castle! Castle! Castle wake up!"
I jolt awake, my heart hammering in my chest. For a moment, all I can see is Kate's lifeless body, and all I can hear is that mocking laugh and my name being called again and again. I shudder, and take a deep breath, my momentarily unfocused eyes focusing on those of my beautiful fiancé. And to think I could've lost her... I love her so. Her eyes are taut with worry, and reality dawns upon me. Kate is safe. Everything is okay.

I bite back the sob that threatens to emerge from me, and crush my lips to Kate's instead. I murmur how much I love her and apologise for earlier against her lips, incoherently at times. I can practically taste her surprise and concern in the kiss, but her body doesn't disappoint me, as she is definitely into the kiss. I shut down all my other senses and focus in her full lips, nibbling her earlobe at times, and then I whisper decisively - "we are NEVER EVER getting into a fight again...."
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Ok, yeah, that's done. I had my maths exam today, and it went okay..... Anyways, thanks em for staying with me and not killing me dead for updating once in a century!
Thanks for reading, I hope you liked it and of you did, make sure you vote and also tell me whether I should write more in the narrative style or I should just continue with third person.
I'm also open to any ideas you might have, or any particular thing any if you guys wants me to write about.
Till then, buh bye! Luv ya!
- Nayesha xx