Fate's Case (a Castle Fan Fiction)

Dreaming of Bumps in the Night

After about five to ten minutes of crying, I'd pulled myself together and now sat quietly in the break room while my mother and mother stood around me. They were both as quiet as me, but just watched me sip my coffee. The TV was on some show about two brothers hunting things that go bump in the night. It was TNT, so I didn't really know the shows, but I wasn't really watching. I just looked at my mother and then my other mother. The one who'd raised me, her name was Mary, but I didn't know my other mother's name. As I sat, I broke the silence and turning to the woman in white.

"What is your name?"

"You know already, Julia. Dad called me this every day when you were little." I reflected on it. I listened for something that would trigger me knowing her name. Then, suddenly, I found in my mind a memory of on early morning at breakfast. It was my mom making waffles and my dad coming down, tying his tie:

"What smells so good?"

"Waffles and syrup and orange juice on the counter."

"Remember the waffles in Barbosa?" He came from behind her, and wrapped his arms around her body. "Our honeymoon?"

"Peter, stop," my mother giggled, "I have to make breakfast."

"Oh, Lily, you know you were much more fun then," My father teased.

"Well, how about tonight the kids go over to grandma's and we have some fun of our own."

"Alright. Promise?"

"Promise," she said, and they kissed. Us kids screamed ewe and then my father joked with us again.

"Lily. Your name is Lily?" I asked, and the woman nodded her head. "And my dad's name was Peter?" again she nodded. "And your name is Mary." I stated toward the woman who'd raised me. She nodded as well. "My brother, his name was Kyle, right?" Lily nodded. Talking about them, knowing their names, seeing them here with me, it was like a coping method. Honestly, I didn't know why people didn't do this kind of thing more often. I mean, it's not like I made them be here with my mind, it's just that, something in me was causing them to be right in front of me.

I mean it was like they were both alive, like I could reach out and touch them, hug them, feel safe in their arms. I knew they were dead and all, but having them with me, having them right next to me, it was... my personal look into heaven. Honestly, it was safe, happy, helpful, warming. I loved it. Then, my mother spoke, Mary spoke. "Kris, be safe."

"Julia, be happy." Lily said.

"Be good," they said, and disappeared in a smoky out going. Castle entered the room with his mug in his left hand and Kate's in his right. After I turned to look who was coming in, I turned back to the TV as a demon was being expelled in a fit of black smoke.

"What are you watching?"

"Not sure. This is channel thirty-six though."

"It looks like- Hey! Supernatural! Man, I used to love watching this with Alexis before she moved out." Oh, goodie, more about Alexis.

"So, where is Alexis now?"

"College."

"Oh, really? Where at?"

"Columbia."

"Does she stop by often?" Honestly, I kind of wanted to meet just to know who I was being compared to.

"Usually at least once a week, but she hasn't been by in a while. She calls, but doesn't really stop by now that Beckett's moved in."

"Beckett?"

"Oh, yeah. That's her last name. As I'm sure you know it's a really big cop thing to do to call each other by their last names."

"Yeah, but it's not a really big fiancé thing to do."