The corners of her mouth are fighting not to turn upward; a few more beats and she's straightening up again, sliding around the mattress and dodging scattered couch cushions on the floor to head down the hallway towards her own bed.
"Go to sleep, Castle," she calls over her shoulder, flicking off lights as she goes.
Once she settles in her bed, sleep doesn't come easy. In fact, it's a long time before she drifts off, the red glowing lights of her digital clock burning a semi-permanent image behind her closed eyelids, and when she finally does sleep, it isn't for very long:
I need him alive.
That's right, you do need me. Now back him off or Castle dies.
The sounds of her cries, deep in sleep, are clearly audible even through the door; she tosses and turns restlessly, as images of Coonan's blood gushing over her hands mixes with the memory of Castle looking at her, helpless, fear in his eyes.
"No, please, no," she whimpers, fighting an invisible enemy before she wakes herself and sits up with a jerk, breathing hard.
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The corners of her mouth are fighting not to turn upward; a few more beats and she's straightening up again, sliding around the mattress and dodging scattered couch cushions on the floor to head down the hallway towards her own bed.
"Go to sleep, Castle," she calls over her shoulder, flicking off lights as she goes.
Once she settles in her bed, sleep doesn't come easy. In fact, it's a long time before she drifts off, the red glowing lights of her digital clock burning a semi-permanent image behind her closed eyelids, and when she finally does sleep, it isn't for very long:
That's right, you do need me. Now back him off or Castle dies.
"No, please, no," she whimpers, fighting an invisible enemy before she wakes herself and sits up with a jerk, breathing hard.