Interstice

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Summary: It's in the space between breaths that he always finds her.

Author's Notes: So, Knockout gave me all these funny tingly FEELINGS and for a minute it was almost like my muse was alive and not lying dead somewhere in a gutter. But then this came out. (No, it is not what I think will happen next season. No, it is not what I want to have

Comments

[spaciireth]

You know, despite the rational part of my brain saying "It's fine, Stana is in the next series, she's going to be fine", the other half of my brain really wanted to read something like this. You have hit the mark beautifully, in fact better than I had imagined.

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Thank you! My brain won't even accept the tiniest possiblity that Beckett is actually dead; I would never have been able to write this if I thought at all that that could happen, because I would have been lying on my floor in an incoherent, dribbling puddle of morose goo.

[torak303]

It sounds silly and horrible but i was hoping someone would write a fic this passionate about Kate's death. Cos yeah, she'll probably live, but what if there is no miraculous recovery? Wonderfully heart bracingly well written

[cartographical]

It does not sound silly and horrible at all!

Except if there is no miraculous recovery I will take a pitchfork in one hand and a flaming torch in the other and I will BURN ALL OF LOS ANGELES TO THE GROUND. (I think I've come up with like a dozen scenarios already in these comments about what I would do if Beckett were actually dead, but none of them appropriately capture what would be the extent of my devastation and rage.)

[ghostwriterlost]

Drama queen much? Tell me where to sign up to join you.

Loved the story as therapy - writing out the unthinkable. Now here's a slight antidote - and brighter thought to tide us over.

One of my favourite bits of Peter Pan is when Tinkerbell is poisoned and the only cure is if everyone in the world who believes in fairies would clap their hands then she would live. Peter asks children of all ages everywhere to believe and clap their hands. And of course, she lives.

So i think all Castle fans who believe in true love and 'one and done' for Castle and Beckett need to clap their hands so she lives. It's also the perfect response to an over the top fabulous finale. Even when i knew what to expect i was blown away.

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I don't know that I am ready to clap yet; so far, all I'm really capable of is twitching spasmodically and producing occasional fits of flailing about my room/my yard/my Place of Employ.

But, yes, THAT exactly, come to meeeee shiny fairy-dusty Beckett!

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Thank you! Feel free to emotionally flail all over me; it makes me feel like I am in good company since my entire life is one big emotional flail.

And right, angst, life, SAD TIMES, and also if I wrote it it means that it will never, ever happen. Right? RIGHT.

[mig991]

Is it wrong that part of me wants Beckett to be dead, just so we can see the wonderful episode that would be NF's acting out his response?

This fic is how I imagine it would done. Wonderful job. I choked up just a little at this:

“I love you,” she murmurs, on her way out.

“I --” he says, but his throat spasms around the words, hasn’t said them since before, since. Since.

“I know.” Her voice is heavy and quiet.

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Yes it is WRONG. BECKETT CANNOT DIE.

THIS IS MY STAND. THIS IS MY SPOT. BECKETT WILL NOT DIE.

Haha, except yes, okay, I do understand what you are saying about the acting opportunities and all; I am just irrationally attached to Beckett (especially considerd I just callously murdered her in this fic).

[cartographical]

Oh dear! I am (not really actually all that) sorry that I have driven you to tears. Thank you, though! I am glad you enjoyed, even if by "enjoyed" I kind of mean "were devastated."