AN: Thank you all for the responses on my other stories, I'm glad you all like them. Most of the stories I post I wrote a while ago, so I have a few stories I can post at the moment. Read and review, hope you enjoy!

Beckett sighed, rubbing her eyes and looking over to the sleeping toddler on the sofa. She hated when Castle had to go on book tours. She knew Hunter hated it too. Her baby girl was definitely daddy's little sweet pea, and she never liked being away from him for a second. But Beckett missed him even more then her daughter. She missed the soft caress of his hand across her face when she came home from work every day. When he was away, she would drop Hunter off at her dads or with Alexis. The two and a half year old would always cry when she left, breaking Beckett's heart every time. She looked like an angel when she was sleeping. Beckett smiled gently and moved over to sit next to the girl. She rubbed her forehead gently, wincing at the abnormal heat. Hunter had begun to run a fever early that afternoon, causing Beckett to come pick up a cranky, sick toddler hours earlier then usual from a profusely apologizing Alexis. God, she needed Castle. He always knew exactly what to do when someone was sick. Sure, she was a cop. She knew how to deal with this kind of thing. But Castle just made them feel so much better, somehow.

Hunter stirred gently, turning towards her mother and slightly opening her eyes. "Momma?" She whispered, and Beckett gently pulled her closer to her body. "Hey, sweetie." She said, gently running her hand through Hunters long, curly brown hair. "How about we take you up to bed?" The little girl's eyes filled with tears. "Wanna stay with you." She murmured, and the detective sighed, adjusting the girl in her arms. "You still have a fever, Hun. We gotta get you some antibiotics to make you feel better." Hunter nuzzled her face gently into Beckett's chest, a habit she had had since birth. "Come on, Hun. You can sleep in Momma's bed tonight." Standing up, she balanced her daughter on her hip and moved to walk upstairs. The little girl coughed gently, eyelids fluttering shut again. Beckett could feel the heat radiating off Hunters body, and, taking a deep breath, turning around and sat back down on the couch. She couldn't do it. Her baby girl would not be left alone when she was sick. Hunter was not leaving her mothers arms. Not tonight. Suddenly, she felt something inside of her break, and then tears began to fall down her cheeks. She needed Castle. Reaching for her phone, she pressed her first speed dial and held the device to her ear. Three rings and his voice mail picked up. "Hey, this is Richard Castle. If you're hearing this, it probably means I'm rocking my baby to sleep, helping my wife solve a crime, or writing a bunch of books. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible." Beckett took a deep breath, and tried desperately to contain herself. She didn't want Castle to worry. "Hey, it's Kate." She began, hoping that he wouldn't hear the pain in her voice. "When you have time, could you please give me a call? I really need to talk to you. Love you." After she hung up, she pressed the next speed dial and prayed that the person on the other line would pick up. Sure enough, a sleepy voice could be heard on the other side of the line. "Hello?" "Lanie. I need you."