Drabble: "The Fallout"
Title: "The Fallout"
Author: TheAquamarine
Word Count: 100 on the dot!
Prompt: Endings
Spoilers: Through the Season 2 finale.
Rating: G
Characters: Beckett, mentions of Castle, Montgomery, Ryan, Esposito, Lanie
Summary: "She pushes herself back inside, safe." Immediately post-finale fic.
Author's Note: Getting my feet wet in the Castle fandom. First fic! Eeep. Feedback is lovely. This starts right after the finale, as everyody reacts to what they just witnessed.
One by one, they filtered out of the conference room.
Montgomery was first: clasping her forearm, reassuring, firm.
“Good work cracking the case, Detective. This was your collar.”
She registered vaguely that he was trying to comfort her- in the way only a captain could.
Her boys were second: arms’ crossed, angry, conspiratorial voices.
“We are so going to kick his ass.”
“And boycott him on Halo.”
She was struck with an understanding. Loyalty. Her breath caught. She nodded.
Lanie was third: meeting her eyes, sympathetic but insistent.
“He didn’t know.”
She pushed herself back inside, safe denial.
“Know what?
Author: TheAquamarine
Word Count: 100 on the dot!
Prompt: Endings
Spoilers: Through the Season 2 finale.
Rating: G
Characters: Beckett, mentions of Castle, Montgomery, Ryan, Esposito, Lanie
Summary: "She pushes herself back inside, safe." Immediately post-finale fic.
Author's Note: Getting my feet wet in the Castle fandom. First fic! Eeep. Feedback is lovely. This starts right after the finale, as everyody reacts to what they just witnessed.
One by one, they filtered out of the conference room.
Montgomery was first: clasping her forearm, reassuring, firm.
“Good work cracking the case, Detective. This was your collar.”
She registered vaguely that he was trying to comfort her- in the way only a captain could.
Her boys were second: arms’ crossed, angry, conspiratorial voices.
“We are so going to kick his ass.”
“And boycott him on Halo.”
She was struck with an understanding. Loyalty. Her breath caught. She nodded.
Lanie was third: meeting her eyes, sympathetic but insistent.
“He didn’t know.”
She pushed herself back inside, safe denial.
“Know what?