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I stared at the little girl who just told me I was her mother. Why was it that the cases that involve my family members are the ones that I get without even trying? I hadn't seen this girl in 14 years, 2 years longer than the last time I saw my own mother. I hadn't seen her since I gave her up for adoption when I was 17. I needed to get back to the precinct to see if it was even possible that this was my kid.

This case already reminded me so much of my mother's case that it took all I had not to get too emotional and break down crying in front of the girl. This was not helping.

15 years ago, I didn't have the best relationship with my dad. During one particularly bad fight, I snuck out of my house and went to my boyfriend's house. We, well, we made Jessie.

We didn't mean to, that was never the intention, but it happened, and that was something I couldn't change no matter how much I wanted to.

I couldn't have an abortion. That was totally out of the question for me, but I couldn't take care of her. I didn't have the money, and my parents wouldn't help me.

The little girl- who wasn't really that little- now looked up at me with big green eyes. My eyes. Her hair was darker than mine though. She was searching my face for my reaction, and I wondered what she saw there.

She looked so much like me; I was surprised I hadn't seen that she was my daughter before. I had named her Jessica. I had given her up 14 years ago, and she had told me that she was adopted. It had been the hardest decision of my life, and I still wonder sometimes what my life would be like I had kept her.

She looked scared, and worried. Probably about what I would do or think. I blinked back tears for the girl and said, "Let's go to my precinct and see if we can sort this out," trying to soothe her, but not get her hopes up. It didn't work. She just looked more upset and nervous.

"You don't think it's you…" She said, sounding defeated.

"I do, You look exactly like I did when I was your age, but I just need to be absolutely sure" That made Jessie relax a little, and she agreed to get into my car and drive with me to the 12th so we could figure this out.

On the way there I wondered about what this would do to my reputation. I hadn't told anyone about Jessie, mainly because it's not really something I talk about, but also because I didn't think it would ever come up like this.

Castle would have a field day, finding out there was more Nikki Heat in me than he thought. He might be a little mad at me at first for not telling him, but he would get over it.

When we got to the precinct I took Jessie to a break room and told her to wait there. Then I went to talk to Captain Montgomery about this situation.