Together We Are

Summary: Kate had left the loft without any explanation and Castle did not have the heart to go and confront her. But it took him three weeks and a worrisome phone call to take that step. What he found, shook him.

A/N: I know I am late with my first story's update but was caught up in things. So sorry for that. But definately posting it in next week. This one is also probably a 3 part story :)

Chapter One:

Castle was so anxious that he couldn't even wait for the elevator. He opened the staircase door and started to practically run up the stairs.

It had been three weeks, three weeks since Kate left their home

Three weeks, since he had seen her.

Three weeks, since he got to hear her soulful voice.

He was miserable, depressed and broken. All his days and all his nights went into thinking: What happened? Why it happened?

What had tick her off from him?

She was back to her old building, living in a rented studio apartment. He was keeping tabs on her even though she had just abandon him so miserably.

But something was telling him it's so not what it seems. Kate will never do this to him.

Wasn't it the fear of breaking his heart that had kept her at bay to persuade a relationship with him? She was too careful about him even then though whatever they used to share at that time was friendship.

Now, they are more. So. Much. More.

Partners, Friends, Lovers and Soulmates.

Till last night, he was keeping himself at bay from their friends. His phone was switched off right from the time Kate left and the battery died. He didn't want to hear pitiful voices telling him how sorry they are, asking him what had happened. As if he had any answer to that,

Facing Martha and Alexis day and night was enough for him.

But last night, his, her friends dropped by the loft wearing the masks of utter seriousness.

"She hasn't come to the precinct since two and a half weeks, Castle" Esposito had told him.

"I even went to her apartment, knocked hard, but dare that girl had answered" Lanie complained with worry etching her face as Ryan patted Castle knee in comfort.

"Castle, Please go, talk to her…" Ryan urged. "See, We don't know what happened between you two and we even don't want to interfere…. all we want is to see you both happy. You both deserve happiness" He had nodded, last night, as if agreeing but as soon as they left, he grimaced.

He wasn't the one to blame. Hell, he even don't know whom to blame.

Last night was spent in pacing, raking his hands through his fine tendrils, sure he was going to go bald with the way he had poked them out.

But what took him out from the bed, dress up haphazardly and run out here wasn't his friends urging. It was the call from her landlord which had woken him up at 6 in the morning after a bare two hours of sleep, informing.

" …We found Katherine Beckett fainted into the hallway just outside her apartment an hour back. She is stable now, resting in her bed but I think it will be better if you can come. I found ypur number from the previous emergency list, she gave us. "

Castle had felt his heart dip a whole bit down. "Is...is she fine?" He stammered.

"She doesn't look fine…..but she claims otherwise...But she should not stay alone right now...Especially in this condition..." The landlord trailed off.

"Condition? What condition?" He had questioned already moving down from the bed.

"She….." The woman on the other side was about to say something but then stopped. "I think you should just come here….I will leave the spare key to her apartment with the doorman that you can get on your way in... She might be sleeping" The landlord informed.

"Thank you so much for the call...I will be right there" Castle had confirmed before biding bye.

And now, he was standing infront of the apartment, holding the key in his shaky fingers, thinking of what is about to happen.

Kate will be furious. His mind had warned.

But his heart was the perfect lawyer of defense, rejecting each argument of his mind with a plain: The hell with it. He is not going to give up Kate just cause of….anything.

The key moved into the hole before he heard the voice of unsnapped lock.

He turned the knob and moved in to silent apartment with careful steps.

What he noticed at the foremost was the sign of light that was filling the room. The windows of the apartment were curtain-less.

So unlike Kate. He thought.

And then it struck him.

She is not converting this place into a home.

His heart encouraged him as he moved in with a new found confidence with just that little information.

Turning away from unused kitchen just having stacked boxes of take outs spread around on counter, he came to found the bed that was holding the most precious possession of his life in the fluffiness of its mattress.

The sheets above her were haphazard. Her feet dangling down the bed. Her face that he so yearned to see was covered with the a white pillow. (for stopping the sunlight)

But soon while he stood bybthe edge of the bed, she moved a little, letting the sheet slip from her midriff, exposing her skin that he was so well aware of.

But right then, all the exposure did was making him stun. His gaze locked on a particular place that seem to have shake his axis.

Kate had felt an intrusion into the room as her sleepy eyes blinked against the white pillow before removing it completely away from her tear-streaked face. She thought it was the owner who had helped her get into the bed just an hour ago and was here to check up on her.

She was all ready to put on a fake smile on her face for the older lady who was nothing but affectionate with her but all she felt were the tears, taking their normal place in her hazel eyes as she looked up at her stunned man, her husband, standing just beside the bed but so far away into his thoughts. His eyes boring into the bed.

"Rick…" She rolled his name on her tongue in disbelieving. Oh! He was looking so beaten. Her heart clenched with sorry.

Un-thoughtfully, her hands ran upto her stomach in a habit she had developed in last few weeks, only to be halted in the mid-way of the motion.

For just a second, her eyes drifted down to her now bare stomach. Her very own bare swollen expended stomach before moving back to his stunned face.

"Rick" this time, she whispered his name in fear as reality raised up its face but what the worse was the hollow deadpan look that he threw her way, shaking her up from head to toe.

Damn. Her secret was out in the open. He knows. He knows it now.

She was so so busted.

"You are pregnant" He murmured in disbelief.

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