Kate was tired. Really tired. Really, really tired. In fact, she had never been more tired in her whole life. Even after all the sleepless nights she had spent at the precinct trying to solve her mother's case, even after all these very, very hot nights she had spent in bed with Castle, even after she got shot in the chest she had been able to get on her feet. But right now all she wanted to do was to stay in bed, have a huge amount of sex, eventually get up to eat some chicken accompanied by a few tomatoes and some potatoes, and then go back to bed to have an incredible amount of sex gain.

Her stomach started to burn. Okay, the sex would have to wait. She held back some tears, wondering why the hell she wanted to cry so badly because there was absolutely no reason for it, and slowly freed herself from Castle's embrace. She felt his thumb gently tracing circles against her spine. "Mmm, stay in bed…" Castle said, putting his arms around her waist to prevent her from going anywhere that was not at least touching his skin.

Kate was in such pain she could barely talk. "I'm sorry Castle, I really need to go to the bathroom right now !" She put his hands aside as gently as she could, got on her feet, and ran toward the bathroom, her right hand over her stomach, not bothering to put on at least a cover _ which Castle clearly enjoyed _ and only had the time to bend over the toilets before her body decided to get rid of everything that was stuck in her stomach. "Are you okay," Castle asked, passing his head through the open door. "Yeah, I'm alright," she said, still bending over the toilets in case there was anything left in her stomach to throw out. "This has been happening a lot lately, but it usually takes place earlier because, well, I usually wake up earlier, and you usually sleep late and this is not such a big deal so I didn't see the point in waking you every morning to watch me running naked towards the bathroom although I'm pretty sure you'd have been delighted by the view, nor did I see the point in even telling you about it because this is clearly not the best conversation subject ever," she continued. She hesitated for a moment, then added: "Besides, I like watching you asleep. Makes me wanna have sex with you. And makes me cry because I can't have sex with you for the good reason that watching you asleep is definitely worth the shot."

Castle observed her for a moment, looking for any sign that she was exaggerating, but she clearly wasn't, and that worried him, although he didn't let it show on his face or through his body language ( he tried to control his gaze too but the only way to check if it was working was to have a look at himself in the mirror, and that would definitely seem weird so he decided not to ). This is not Kate Beckett, he thought, she's never had that kind of speech before. This scene seemed somehow familiar to him, though… And then he realized. Oh my god ! What if she is … ? Now, she can't be, that's not possible ! He had to ask her. But then he realized something else: she had never been pregnant before, so 1) she would probably be in great shock at the idea that she might actually be pregnant and 2) she wouldn't be able to answer his question, not without taking a pregnancy test, and if the test went negative she would be devastated. He couldn't ask her, not here, not now. He had to let her find out by herself, her pleasure if the test came back positive would surely be even greater. So instead of asking her what he wanted to, he asked asked her what seemed to be the most logical thing to ask right now: "Are you going to stay like this all day ? Because seeing you naked makes me wanna have sex with you too but doing it here doesn't seem very… practical…" Kate rose to her feet, locking eyes with him, the power of their passion urging her to do something very pleasant right now, and she took his hand as she led him wordlessly into their bedroom and toward the bed.