Hello, all! This is my first Caskett fanfic, as you may notice =] The fanfic is being based on a gifset which the link is on my profile. I currently don't have a beta for this fanfic, but I'm accepting if someone wants to, just message me :] So for that, I apologize for the grammar errors that may appear - not so easy when English is second language. I'd also like to thank my friend Marisa(rookandheat on tumblr), who helped me with the title of the fic, thanks gurl! Without any further information, enjoy the chapter!

When Richard Castle entered the hospital room, his wife was holding a tiny package on her arms. Katherine B. Castle, as she had adopted the name, had a messy hair and a full happy smile on he face. It was almost impossible to hide how her heart was full of joy now. Passing through a frozen Rick, Martha and Alexis managed to reach Kate's bed and glance over the little thing on her lap.

"She's so tiny!" Alexis said excitedly, running a finger through the fragile head.

"Watch out, dear. Those break." Martha said with a low chuckle, although she was just as amazed to be a grandmother again. "She's adorable! I'm glad she looks like you, Kate."

"I think she has a lot of Castle." Kate teased with a grin to her husband, that stood on the door. "You're not coming in to see your daughter, Rick?" She laughed low too, to don't disturb the baby. "You know, without all the blood and crying."

Rick finally moved, nodding and grinning like a fool. He made space between Kate and Martha, who moved to the other side with Alexis with a roll of eyes.

The father looked down at his new daughter. She was indeed so tiny. With a bit of hair and peaceful face, while she slept on her amazing mother's arms. He didn't blame her, he loved sleeping on those arms too.

"She's beautiful." He gasped, happily. "Like you, Katie."

The couple exchanged a smile and Rick leaned in, kissing his love's forehead.

"She has your eyes, though. I saw before she slept." Kate told them.

"Lucky her!" Castle teased and the three women rolled eyes, making him laugh.

"Shhhh." Martha said when she saw the baby move with his sonorous laugh. "Don't wake up the poor thing."

"But…" He pouted, not finishing to admit that he wanted his little girl awake. "Ok." Richard nodded, seeing Martha's look at him.

"You'll have time with her, Rick." Kate told him with a kind smile, as she read his thoughts.

"How are you naming her?" Alexis finally asked happy. After her jealousy passed a few months ago, she had been the more excited with getting a sister. Kate even agreed she could be the second godmother, since the first would be Lanie. "Have you decided now that you've seen her?"

"Yes." Richard said.

"Yes?" Kate asked, with a grin.

"Johanna. Johanna Castle Beckett."

Kate frowned slightly and rose a brow.

"Beckett Castle." The woman said just as a teased and laughed, shaking her head soft. "I'm kidding. You serious though?" Richard then nodded. "I like it." She told him, happy they'd be naming her after her mother.

"It's a great honor to have your name, little sister." Alexis grinned, telling the young sleeping child.

"How about Johanna Martha?" Kate suggested as Martha seemed to start a dramatic sea of tears.

"Indeed. It's a great honor to have those names, little baby." Martha said in a crying emotional voice, making Richard roll his eyes and Kate to laugh.

"I didn't agree." Richard tried to interfere, but Kate shook his head.

"That's the name."

"Ok." The man nodded, smiling after all.

"Welcome to the world, honey." The mother said lovingly to her baby, caressing her small cheek.

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Kate held her daughter tightly as she cried in the dark baby room. It wasn't clear who was crying though. The child indeed was, but Kate seemed to be trying to keep it, for the sake of her baby girl. The kid was sick. She had been sick for over a week and Kate didn't know what else to do to make that fever go away. All because Richard couldn't listen to her.

She told him many times not to take the girl to the Hampton's on that crazy weather that were settled down the past weeks. But he did, insisting it was his weekend with the baby and he wanted to go to the Hampton's to have fun with his daughter. She could bet what fun he had, leaving the poor kid with the nanny.

But Kate didn't want to think of how her ex-husband was living his bachelor life. It was none of her business anymore. Well, not until it got her daughter involved.

"Shhh, honey, don't cry. Mama is here." Kate whispered, rocking the two-years-old in her arms. The baby gave small coughs and cried again. The mother hated that, because the worse thing was to see her child in pain.

And the fear. The fear that a flu could grow to something bigger. She couldn't even consider losing her child for something so small. No, Kate couldn't even think that.

She told herself to think positive, her daughter would be fine in no time. In the meanwhile she reached for the phone, with the sobbing baby hugged against her chest.

"Hello?" A male groggy voice picked up on the other side of the line. "Kate?" He asked after hearing the soft crying.

"You better find a way to our daughter stop crying like she had been doing for a week since you got her sick in the Hampton's, exactly like I told you not to do because it'd happen." She shoot all at once, breathing just in the end.

"W-What? She's sick? You didn't tell me…" Richard asked confuse, scratching his eyes on the other side, as he sat up on his bed.

"I'm telling now." She groaned madly. "You're not gonna want to discuss it now, are you?"

"No…" He felt a bit threatened and forced against the wall, but it wasn't like that wasn't going on between them for over a year. "I'm going there now, ok? We can take her to the hospital."

"I've done that." The man was able to hear the sniff she let out. "She's not getting better, Richard…" Making a long pause, Kate took a deep breath. "I'm scared."

"We take her to a better one, ok? Don't be scared, Kate. I promise she'll be fine." Castle said with a soft lovingly voice, that even made Kate soften a little. But only lasted a second.

"She better be." Beckett said and turned off the phone on his face. Putting the piece away, she wrapped both arms around her daughter, sitting down in the chair with her.

"Your daddy is coming, everything is gonna be okay, honey." She told the child that she still rocked, although that felt a lot more as to calm herself.