AN: So I know I already posted this story but I've made changes, added chapters, and overall tried to make it better. Let me know what you think (:

Beckett couldn't believe her future lied in one test, what if it came out positive how was she going to tell the father? Then again what if it came out negative, would she be relieved or was she ready to become a mother? Beckett had an idea what the answer to her question was, it became clear a few days ago when she was officially a week late but she had also been stressed out with all the cases at the precinct. She looked down at her father's watch and noticed the wait time was over, she took a deep breath and slowly walked over to the counter where she had laid the little white stick. She shut her eyes before she could read what it said, she knew she wasn't ready for whatever answer it gave her. She wasn't ready to be a mother, she was too dedicated to her job, she wasn't even with the father, she definitely wasn't ready to become a single mother. She took a few minutes to mentally prepare herself before she slowly opened her eyes. As the answer on the white stick began to process in her mind, tears started to build in her eyes. She was a detective she should have known her suspicions were true. She slowly sat down on the bathroom floor, rested her head in her hands and let the tears stream down her cheeks. She wasn't sure if the tears were from happiness or from being scared and right now really wasn't the time she was going to figure that out. When the tears began to dry up she slowly got up from the floor and searched for her cell phone. She found it in her jacket pocket and began to search the contacts until she found the one familiar name who she knew could help her get through anything. She pressed send and began to pace back in forth in her living room as she waited for the ringing to stop and voice to appear on the other end.

"Lanie." The familiar voice finally sounded on the other end.

"Lanie? Can we meet up somewhere, we need to talk." Beckett asked trying not to sound to worried.

"Sure, how about the Old Haunt? I could use a drink." Lanie said. She knew something was wrong, Beckett never just wanted to talk about things.

"Yeah, that sounds great. I'll meet you in ten minutes." Beckett responded. She hung up the phone, grabbed her keys and jacket and headed out of her apartment.

…...

Beckett and Lanie both arrived at the familiar bar at the same time, they walked in and took a seat in one of the booths in the back. A few minutes after they had gotten comfortable in their seats, Lanie broke the silence that was between them.

"I'm gonna go get a drink, what would like? My treat." Lanie asked as she pulled out wallet from her purse and slid out of the booth.

Beckett shook her head. "Water's fine." Lanie gave her a confused look but decided not to protest it, she could tell something was really bothering Beckett.

Beckett watched as Lanie walked up to the bar and ordered their drinks, she continuously tapped her fingers against the table wondering how she was going to tell her best friend what happened.

A few minutes later Lanie came back with two drinks in her hand, she placed Beckett's cup of water in front of her before sliding into her seat and placing her cup on the table.

"So would like to explain to me why were at a bar and you're drinking water?" Lanie asked as she took a sip from her drink and began to get comfortable in her seat. She knew this was going to be a good story, Beckett was usually the first to order a drink when they came here.

"I'm...I'm..." Beckett stuttered looking down and her hands. She nervously began to pick at her nails.

"You're?" Lanie said, taking another sip from her drink.

"Pregnant." Beckett blurted out. She looked up at her best friend who was choking on her drink. "You ok?"

"Kate, you're pregnant. How?" Lanie asked pushing her drink aside and focusing more on Beckett's news.

"Well Lanie you're a doctor you should know..." Beckett said letting a small smirk form on her lips.

Lanie just rolled her eyes and said. "Ha Ha very funny, I meant by who, you're not seeing anyone. Wait don't tell me it's Josh's. Did you two get back together and not tell me."

"No it's not Josh's, we did not get back together, after that fight we had I don't think we will ever speak again." Beckett said worried about reveling who the father really was.

"Then who could it be..." Lanie trailed off. Suddenly her face lite up as if the answer to her question had just hit her. "It's Writer Boy's." She screamed.

Beckett could feel the heat begin to form in her cheeks; she knew she could either deny it or admit it. Had she even admitted it to herself yet? She was pregnant with Richard Castle's baby. She began to slowly nod as she realized the answer too.

"You're having Richard Castle's baby?" Lanie asked still having a hard time believing what she just heard. "But when did you two...? How did I not know...?" Lanie asked, all these questions beginning to form in her head.

"Well the day after I broke up with Josh, I was still pretty upset, I tried to hide it at the precinct but Castle being Castle knew something was wrong, so he invited me over for dinner as his place that night so we could talk about it. Neither Alexis or Martha were home and one thing led to another, at first he was just comforting me with a hug, but then the next thing I knew we were kissing and then we ended up in his bed." Beckett said letting out a sigh. "I knew it was a bad idea, I shouldn't have let my guard, this is all my fault. None of this would be happening if I just turned down his offer to dinner." Beckett said letting her head drop into her hands.

"Look, Kate, I think this is a sign, this is supposed to bring you and Writer Boy closer, I think it was meant to happen. He is already a good father to Alexis so you have nothing to worry about."

"I have everything to worry about Lanie. What if he doesn't want another child, what if he doesn't want to be a part of the baby's life. I don't want my child growing up without a father. That just wouldn't be right. Or even worse what if he never speaks to me again?" Beckett said, feeling the tears begin to form again in her eyes, she ignored them and blinked them away.

"Kate, you know Castle would never leave you alone, especially with a child. Castle is going to be there for that child just as much as you are, and you two are going to make wonderful parents together, and who knows maybe you will be a family one day. He would never stop talking to you, you have nothing to worry about." Lanie said rubbing her hand up and down Kate's arm.

Ever since she found out she was pregnant this was the only time Kate felt a little better about the situation. She thanked Lanie for being here when she needed her and for her helpful advice. They finished their drinks in silence and after they were done they put on their jackets and left the bar.

"So you're going to meet with him as soon as possible right?" Lanie asked as they walked towards Beckett's car.

"Yes." Beckett said with a smile. "But Lanie can I just ask you a favor?"

"Yeah sure anything." Lanie said.

"Please don't tell anyone about this, I want people to find out from us." Beckett said surprised she just referred to her and Castle as us.

"Of course. I would never tell anyone." Lanie said, and with that she gave Beckett a warm smile and quickly started to head towards her car.

…...

Beckett entered her apartment and threw her keys and jacket on the couch. She slowly made her way to her room and just sat on her bed. She still couldn't believe she was pregnant and it was Richard Castle's baby. She had always told herself she would not have children until she was married and settled down and even though her situation right now was nothing like that she just couldn't think of any other thing besides keeping the baby. She knew Lanie had been right and that Castle would make a great father to this baby, he already was a great father to Alexis, it's just Beckett didn't know how she was going to tell him and how he was going to take the news. She slowly climbed into bed and stared at the ceiling letting herself envelope into all the questions the were swarming in her head until she fell asleep.