YAY These just keep coming and coming. I think it’s self explanatory when I say it’s a season three finale fic, again. This one was written by a 14 year old who really needs to pay more attention in class than writing fanfic. Someone needs to write to Fanfiction.net and ask to implement a higher age restriction. I’m thinking at least 16 or older.
You know it’s bad when the author tells you it’s bad in the summary. Wow. What little faith the author has for their own work.
Two weeks since
Two days since the episode aired and you are already butchering it.
Katherine Josephine Beckett
That’s a new middle name.
was shot while speaking at the funeral of the man who died to save her. Katherine Beckett was still sick to her stomach.
Could that be because she got shot in the stomach?
She could barely eat or move.
Probably not the best when you had a bullet rip it to shreds.
The bullet that hit her two weeks ago went in right below her rib cage.
In other words, stomach.
As of right now, Katherine Beckett was staring off in space as her boyfriend went on about when he was in Haiti.
I thought he didn’t go. Did I miss something?
She didn’t care. If it wasn’t for the fact that she could barely utter a word, she would break up with him.
Because that’s what ever sane girl does after they’ve been shot. Break up with their boyfriends.
Kate took the pad of paper off of the nightstand and the pen next to it. She quickly scribbled out a note.
‘Were over, leave please.’
I sure hope that’s the painkillers talking and not the education status of the author.
She turned it around for Josh to see. He quickly rushed out of the room.
Crying his eyes out instead of patting her on the head and telling her he would get her more drugs?
Kate sighed and rested her head back on the pillow. Her world soon became fully blackened by sleep.
She awoke a few hours later to Richard Castle looking at.
Looking at what? Looking at the sentence you ended with a preposition? (more…)