[This entry is forward-dated slightly to midday tomorrow. The writing is still recognizable as Castle's, but the hand trembles a little.]
Promise ----> Alexis
Nikki ----> Detective Kate Beckett
I'm a mystery writer. Nikki- Kate- wasn't isn't my wife, but she's a homicide detective, and we're partners. I shadow her and help her solve cases
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He shifted uncomfortably at that last part, both because of the whole idea of being wiped again- only this time devoid of any personality, any sense of self- but because it confirmed his nagging feeling that Genius didn't HAVE much of a home to go back to.
He wasn't going to get into the whole two-years-gone part, because he didn't even want to think about what that would have done to his daughter.]
And if the people you were working for are willing to do that... I'm willing to bet they're in no small part responsible for leading you on and manipulating you into doing bad things. For how you turned out. I don't think anyone's bad. Not inherently. But take two guys like you and send them on two different story paths... they turn out differently.
[He set Tribble down.]
I'm not going to pretend that what you did doesn't bother me. But the people above you sound a hell of a lot worse. A lot of people in your world have a lot to answer for. And here... I mean. I've taken care of you and watched you for almost two years now. I called you brother and took care of you and just... trusted you. Because I wanted your story to have a different ending than... what happened. 'cause there's no way in hell it was gonna have a happy one.
[Castle rubbed the back of his neck, and his next words were hurried and nervous.]
... Genius, come home with me. To my world. With me and Mom and Alexis. Where they can't get you.
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Two guys on different story paths, huh. I guess you would know about storylines, Mr. Writer.
[Question was, did he deserve a happy ending. After everything he'd been through in Edensphere, he truly hoped so.
Then Rick's next words caused Genius to turned sharply and stare at his brother ...with a brilliant smile on his face.
Home.
With Rick.
Home was Rick.]
I--I was--you said that before and that's what I wanted to ask. For realsies? You don't mind? This c-could be permanent. Nobody's sure. I probably don't even exist in your world so I'd have to come up with a whole new everything.
[And damn if that didn't sound exciting. Fun even. A hacker's dream. A fresh start. Another one, and what on earth had he done to deserve two fresh starts?
He didn't want to question it. He just wanted to say--]
Yes!
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[Castle was a little surprised that Genius' answer came so easily- then realized he probably shouldn't be, since Genius knew what kind of fate awaited him back home. If he had the chance to just- disappear, why not?]
It's settled, then. If... if we really have been gone for two years, it's going to take some explaining, but... I have connections. You'd be surprised the kind of contacts I've picked up over the years. ... There's also the teensy-weensy fact that I don't know who my father is, so there you go! Built-in long-lost half-sibling excuse.
[He put an arm around his brother, giving him another hug.]
And no, I don't mind. I couldn't live with myself if I abandoned you to that kind of fate.
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Connections? What do you know the Mob? Alexis has been here before maybe she's told everywhere where you've been. And Kate! I could totally be your long lost half brother! We have the same eyes!
[They totally didn't but he laughed anyways and glomped onto Rick. The laughter made Tribble bark and bounce next to him and that made him pause and pull back slightly.]
Shoot. Rick! What about Tribble! We can't leave him here.
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Well, I write mysteries. Crime books. So it's more along the lines of forensic investigators, CIA people... and mobsters, of course. Someone will know someone who can help. I just have this feeling.
[He then frowned at the question and reached down to pat Tribble.]
People are inventing all kinds of new breeds of dog, aren't they? We can call him a fancy designer puppy. A cross between a Pomeranian and a dust bunny. Something like that.
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Huh. I'm gonna be one of those people the Republicans bitch about. Sweet.
[The comment about designer dogs gets a laugh out of him]
More like a science experiment gone wrong. But people are trusting and never see the things that are right in front of him, so I guess it'll work.
[He's speaking from personal experience of course.]
We're really gonna do this, aren't we? Gonna leave the Sphere and--well. You get your life back. I get to create a whole new one.
[He smiled hesitantly]
I'm excited and scared.
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[Castle hugged Genius tightly yet again. There were so many ways this could go wrong, but... it's not like he hadn't engaged in risky behavior before, right?]
But we're going to do this, no matter how hard it looks. With our designer puppy and everything. I'm filthy rich, so we'll find a way to... take care of all the potential problems that could arise. And hey, you never know- if I ever get bored of writing crime, I could write futuristic crime. With Jedi and Gundams and ninjas in it. It'd be sure to be a hit.
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[He leaned into the hug and laughed.]
Filthy rich huh? So was I--damn it. I never did get to dive into my piles and piles of cash like Scrooge McDuck from Duck Tales.
Dude. That sounds like the worst fanfic ever.
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