Castle Loft
NY City
8am
The instant she awoke to the banging on her bladder she knew he was gone. 'Damn him! I wanted to say goodbye properly before he left for the airport!'
She sat up and groaned. Being 8 months pregnant was – gross. Her center of gravity was off, her breasts were enormous, her feet – she couldn't see her feet anymore, that enormous belly was in the way.
She waddled into the bathroom, did her thing and then washed her hands and brushed her teeth. Coffee! She needed coffee but NOOOOOO! No coffee. Not for another month.
She rubbed her belly and felt a 'good morning' kick from the ADHD mini-Castle residing inside. The kid was going to be a gymnast if the 'floor exercises' she felt ever morning were any indication.
Kate caught sight of her profile in the mirror and almost didn't recognize herself. She chuckled to her self when she saw her 'stem' as Castle called her belly button that had popped out one night. Rick had explained that it was the origin of Alexis' 'Pumpkin' because Meredith had looked like she'd swallowed a pumpkin and the belly button was the stem. Only Rick could come up with something like that.
She pulled on her robe and walked into the kitchen and was pleased to find her breakfast all ready for her. All she needed to do was sit down and nibble at the fruit plate and scan the web for interesting stuff. Her typical morning when Rick was in Los Angeles.
'The Red Sox manager was expected to leave'. No big story there but her husband was a Sox fan even after living in NYC all this time.
Kate found her cell phone on the charger where he'd left it and sent him a razzing text. He'd still be in the departure lounge drinking his zillionth cup of coffee (damn him!) so he'd still have his cell on.
Kate: Red Sox manager expected to leave.
Rick: Who is this?
Kate: Me, the naked lady you left in your bed this morning.
Rick: LMAO. Sorry, didn't leave any naked lady in my bed, not this morning, anyway.
Kate: I think you did. I know I'm not all that sexy right now but trust me, I was naked this morning in YOUR bed. You said you loved me just as I am.
Rick: Is that so?
Kate: Well that's what you said last night. So did you enjoy it? Kinky, no?
There was no immediate response to her text like the others and she grinned. Intercourse was off the menu but people in love could be quite innovative. And they definitely were in love.
She imagined him, glassy eyed, remembering the previous night and grinned. Her phone vibrated with an in-coming call and she smiled even more broadly at the caller ID – Rick Castle – but suddenly stopped, horrified.
Rick had misplaced his cell phone in L. A. and someone had found it and used it. Rick had gone out and bought a new phone and the phone people said the number would be reassigned. Apparently it had.
She was half asleep. She'd been sending texts to Rick's old phone number.
'Thank God I didn't send him the picture I took this morning in the mirror for our baby book!'
She answered the phone and told her husband about the Red Sox manager – and nothing else.
End
This is true but I changed it for 'Castle'. My daughter-in-law sent these to my son who's on TDY. She forgot one thing though…
Jennifer, if you're reading this…sorry. I know you're not pregnant – yet.
T