Wants
Title: Wants
Author: digitaldesigner
Beta: hazel_eyes_86
Word Count: 364
Rating: PG
Spoilers: A spoiler-free zone.
Pairing: Castle/Beckett
Summary: She wanted to do all the things that most people take for granted. Takes place during Nazi Germany.
Disclaimer: If you recognize them, they belong to Andrew Marlowe. Otherwise, they're mine.
Author's Note: Written for castleland's Rewriting History challenge.
"It's not fair," Kate told her husband with a sigh as she stood looking out the window. "It's not fair that we can't do all the things that most people take for granted."
He looked up from the letter he was writing. "I know," he agreed solemnly.
She continued on as if she hadn't heard him. "I want to take our children to the cinema on Sunday afternoons like we did before. I want them to be able to attend whatever school we choose, not one that's chosen for us for the simple fact that it's Jewish. I want to shop at a time that suits me, not when they tell me I have to. I want to visit our Christian friends again. I miss them dearly. I want to take the tram into the city and catch a show at the theater. I want to go on long walks after dark; just you and me like we'd do when we first met. But most of all, I want to not have to wear that infuriating yellow star," she finished, out of breath.
A single tear slid down her face as he came to stand behind her. He slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her gently against him until she buried her face in his chest, crying her heart out. There were so many things he wanted to say. That things would get better, that they'd figure out a way to improve their situation. He wanted to promise that their American friend would find a way to get them out, but the truth was, he didn't know what the future held for them so he said the only thing he knew to be true. "I know it's not easy, but I promise you this: I love you now and I always will."
"Forever?" she asked.
"And always," he told her tenderly.
She looked up at him, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly. He lowered his lips to hers in a sweet kiss before turning on the sweet sounds of Hans Hotter. Taking her into his arms once again, they tried to forget everything but each other for just a little while.
Author: digitaldesigner
Beta: hazel_eyes_86
Word Count: 364
Rating: PG
Spoilers: A spoiler-free zone.
Pairing: Castle/Beckett
Summary: She wanted to do all the things that most people take for granted. Takes place during Nazi Germany.
Disclaimer: If you recognize them, they belong to Andrew Marlowe. Otherwise, they're mine.
Author's Note: Written for castleland's Rewriting History challenge.
"It's not fair," Kate told her husband with a sigh as she stood looking out the window. "It's not fair that we can't do all the things that most people take for granted."
He looked up from the letter he was writing. "I know," he agreed solemnly.
She continued on as if she hadn't heard him. "I want to take our children to the cinema on Sunday afternoons like we did before. I want them to be able to attend whatever school we choose, not one that's chosen for us for the simple fact that it's Jewish. I want to shop at a time that suits me, not when they tell me I have to. I want to visit our Christian friends again. I miss them dearly. I want to take the tram into the city and catch a show at the theater. I want to go on long walks after dark; just you and me like we'd do when we first met. But most of all, I want to not have to wear that infuriating yellow star," she finished, out of breath.
A single tear slid down her face as he came to stand behind her. He slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her gently against him until she buried her face in his chest, crying her heart out. There were so many things he wanted to say. That things would get better, that they'd figure out a way to improve their situation. He wanted to promise that their American friend would find a way to get them out, but the truth was, he didn't know what the future held for them so he said the only thing he knew to be true. "I know it's not easy, but I promise you this: I love you now and I always will."
"Forever?" she asked.
"And always," he told her tenderly.
She looked up at him, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly. He lowered his lips to hers in a sweet kiss before turning on the sweet sounds of Hans Hotter. Taking her into his arms once again, they tried to forget everything but each other for just a little while.