Fate's Case (a Castle Fan Fiction)

Staying in Secrecy

"Kate, I- I didn't mean it. I wasn't thinking clearly," I tried my hardest to be even more than sincere, but Kate somehow wasn't herself. This wasn't the strong, hardened, caring, kind, determined Kate I knew who put up with my out bursts and rude comments.

"Kris, you don't have to pretend you want to stay. Just, do what you want to. I can't be the warden that keeps you prisoner here. I think-," she was choking, stumbling on her words, "I think you should go with him. It's what you want."

My heart stopped. I really had done it this time. "Kate. I- I don't want to go. Please, I want to stay here with you. I don't want to go back to the CIA. I'm so sorry for what I said. I- I was just being an idiot teenager. Please, don't make me go."

Kate smiled as my pulse once again found a beat, "I won't make you do anything." She then turned to the man after giving me a wink in satisfaction. Patting his arm, she stated, "There you go. You got the statement. She wants to stay here, let the lady stay."

"Unfortunately, that's not how this works. See, you got her to say she wants to stay after you already relinquished her to us. She is now under CIA custody and with that we are calling that she comes back with us to the best medical center this side of the Atlantic." He was giving that self praising smile that pissed me off. Luckily enough, I still had Kate on my side.

She shot out an answer like it was instinctive, "That wasn't the deal. We decided, well, Castle's father and the other agent decided that we had two days to get her to say she wanted to stay. It's been one."

"Did you listen into that conversation? The agreement was you got two days to get her to say she wanted to stay, so long as she was in your custody. She wasn't in your custody when she said she wanted to stay. Plus, with the varying answers and statements from her prove she is unfit to choose what she does and doesn't want to do." I was now ready to tear his head off.

"I'm not giving varying answers. I said I wanted to go back because I didn't want to stay and have to watch as more people around me died. I was being... I was being... There isn't a word for it other than I was being an ass. I want to stay. I won't go!" Screaming was making me light headed.

"Kris, calm down," Laynie reminded me. Kate couldn't say a word. She'd gone completely catatonic after the whole 'watch more people around me die' thing.

"I'm sorry Agent 003. You have to come back, its Director's orders. Our transport will be here in fifteen minute. Say your goodbyes and then get dressed and get ready to go," he said as he turned to face Beckett.

Kate put up a hand and placed it firmly on her chest, "No. No. You think this is how it's going down? Did you forget I was a cop? I know the law and I know this is illegal. She's under my legal custody until my case is over and we haven't closed it yet."

"No, we closed your case. She's officially a ward of the state. And as such, we are detaining her, just as she's been detained for your case up until now," he pushed her hand off her chest, "And there isn't a thing you can do about it detective."

"Excuse me? You clearly haven't read my file or met me," Kate was being beyond sassy. I liked it.

"No, detective. The problem is, I have read your file and I wasn't impressed." He came back harshly, walking away from her and leaving her pissed. But not nearly as pissed as I was.

"Agent Randall! Get your ass back here! Don't make me pull rank!" I threw my legs to the side and stood up. "I want to talk to the Director right... now..." the anger and hate that once filled my words now caused my vision to blur and the screaming brought me to my knees.

Kate came running, helping me into the bed as she spoke, "What are you doing. Sweetie, when the doctors said not to push it, I think that exclusively means not to stand up and start screaming at someone who's walked out the door. I won't let them take you, I promise, but you have to stay in bed."