I know I need to update A Baby Maybe? but I couldn't get this out of my head. Short little one-shot.

Disclamier: I wouldn't even be breathing if I owned Castle.

It was late, probably close to midnight by the time she walked out of the precient to her police issued cruiser. She was more than ready to get home. She hated working late, it was no longer something she did for fun, not when she had the bubbly bouncing baby girl to get home to every night.

At first she didn't want to go back to work at all, it was so hard to walk out that first morning knowing she would have to wait until she got home to see her baby again. Lucky for her she married the right man and Castle brought little baby Emma to her after bring at the precient for only an hour.

Now nearly two and a half years later it still wasn't any easier. Castle stayed home with Emma but would bring her in whenever Beckett was in need of some "Emma time" as he called it- which was just about everyday around lunch time.

She turned on the car and slowly started her way towards the loft, traffic was light with it being so late and all. The drive home she thought about how tonight Castle had to tuck Emma in all by himself without her reading them both a bedtime story, making her a little emotional. She hated not seeing her baby before she went to bed.

It was one of the first nights that she had actually stayed to work late since Emma was born, the case was tough and they had just got back from a vaction at the Hamptons so she felt like she owed the boys.

When she pulled into the parking garage she smiled, just being close to her tiny family made her heart beat excel rapidy. She made her way to the front doors but turned back to the car forgetting the present she got Emma, a gift for being home late -yeah, she had turned into one of those moms.

Finally inside the building she climbed her way to the last floor deciding the walk up would wear off some of this unwanted energy. Getting into the loft she quietly slide off her shoes and hung up her jacket. She turned on the living room light so she could see, knowing it was far enough away from the bedrooms to not wake anybody up.

Walking into the kitchen to put Emma's present-a piece of chocolate cake- away, she heard giggling. Why was someone giggling in her house, at one in the morning?

Walking her way towards the office, which lead to their bedroom, she noticed the trail of clothing. A bright pink sundress lay on the floor next to the table getting closer to the office door she saw the white leggins -inside out she noted.

The giggling was getting louder now, as she opened the door to the bedroom. Two figures froze immediately trying not to move.

"Pretend you're asleep" she heard Castle tell Emma which made her start giggling again. Kate smiled at the sight in front of her. Her three year old daughter laying on their bed looking at her with those gorgeous blue eyes with her pink polka-dot footy pajamas on, until she realised it was one o'clock.

"Emma Reese Castle" she scolded playfully, "What are you doing in my bed at one o'clock in the morning?"

Emma curled up into Castle's side avoiding answering her mothers question. Kate then turned her gaze to Castle and glarred teasingly.

"Why is my three year old daughter up?" her tone feinged annoyance, but her eyes showed the relieve she got from seeing their daughter.

"Well she was asleep" Castle answered as her picked Emma up and handed her to Beckett. "But she woke up and then we were playing and lost track of time"

"Which one of you am I raising?" Beckett questioned. At this Emma laughed again not because she understood but she saw the look her mother was giving her father and she knew he was in trouble.

"Come on Miss Emma, it's bed time" Kate whispered softly in Emma's ear.

"I don't wanna seep momma, I not seepy. I stay up all night like daddy do when he write" she smiled and batted her eyelashes at her mom.

Kate sighed, in all reality she didn't want her to be two rooms away, she wanted to hold her until the both fell asleep wrapped in Castle's soft embrace. "How about I make you a deal, sweet cheeks?"

"No, no deal! I not bad guy! I do nofing wrong momma!" Emma spat out the words like she was afraid Beckett was going to lock her in a cell.

Kate laughed, what was Castle letting her watch? The little voice inside her head spout out an answer for her "You, you dummy. Castle lets her watch you in the interrogation room." She would have to have a talk with him about that.

"No baby, that's not what I meant, how about you stay here and sleep in mommy and daddy's bed tonight?'

Emma smiled but pretended to think about it, all the while twirling her long brown ringlets "Otay, only cause I know daddy gets scared when I not in here"

Beckett laughed she was clearly their daughter. They couldn't pawn her off as anyone else's she was a smartass, already at the age of three- she got that from Kate. She could make Beckett smile with just one look and was so sweet- she got that from Castle- and that girl had the ablity to wrap anyone around her finger.

"Good because I hate it when your daddy gets scared" Beckett told her all the while starring at Castle, his eyes full of love for this beautiful family he had created. "He always whines when he's scared" Kate finshed.

Castle didn't even pretend to be hurt, instead he opened his arms to grab him daughter. Beckett gave her up willingly and then changed into her pajamas.

When she returned to the bed Emma was already alseep on Castles' stomache, when he saw her he turned carefully, as to keep Emma from falling, and opened his arms for her. Beckett slid into to the cacoon of his arms and gently pulled her daughter in the tight space between them.

"I love you" she whispered kissing Emma's forehead first and then looking up to capture Castle's mouth in a sweet passionate kiss. "Both of you"

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