A/N: Contrary to popular belief I ship Caskett, this story is just very depressing right now… Sorry. Omgosh…what's this? Another update so soon? Yeah, it's not because I have time but it is because I just can't be bothered doing the things I really should be doing. Anyway, who can concentrate with all those spoilers out there saying that Beckett might be doing a walk of shame!?

Disclaimer: Do Not Own Castle.

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30th May

Out of pure curiosity, she opened it only to find an engagement ring. She swallowed audibly and closed the box quickly, as if closing it as fast as she could would make it magically disappear into thin air. Suddenly she wished she hadn't seen it. She put it back in the "shoe" box, all the way at the bottom.

The woman tapped her on the shoulder, causing her to jump.

"I can escort you to his room," she said softly, trying not to startle Kate any further.

"Sure, um yeah sorry," Kate replied. She'd have to face him now, knowing all of his intentions…

For now, that ring did not exist. She didn't know anything about it, at least not until he proposed to her. If he was going to propose to her, maybe it was only…a commitment ring?

Kate found herself physically rolling her eyes at her own insane thoughts. A commitment ring? Right, Rick Castle gives Kate Beckett a commitment ring. She insentiently handed the "shoe" box to the nurse that was leading the way into the room.

"Right this way," the nurse interrupted her thoughts by gesturing inside a large room. She spotted Castle immediately. He had just taken his most recent dose of Morphine and had closed his in rest.

She slowly walked cautiously towards the end of the bed and as quiet as she was, he still felt her presence and opened his eyes. Or maybe he heard her.

"Katherine," he said happily. She walked closer to the side of the bed instead of the end of the bed, so she could be closer to him.

"Oh good they still have you medicated," she said sarcastically through a clenched toothy smile.

"I'm really tired but I have good news," he said, sitting up slightly as he opened his eyes fully. She pulled up a chair right next to him and sat down.

"Okay?" she said with a confused smile. Only Richard Castle could find the positive light in this situation. Correction, only Richard Castle on morphine could find the positive light in this situation.

"I can call you my muse and you can't do anything about it because both my legs are broken," he said with a dopey smile.

"What are you talking about?" she frowned and then remembered what she had said to him at least two years ago, maybe more. She was surprised he actually remembered her threat when he called her his muse. She threatened to break both his legs if he called her that again.

Kate looked down at her feet and chuckled. She sniffed and tried to blink away the dampness that threatened to fall from her eyes before turning back to face Castle, "You've broken both your legs," she stated sternly yet sadly.

"Yeah I don't remember much of what happened though," he still sounded 'dopey' but to Kate, it appeared that morphine was wearing off. She looked away, avoiding tears again until suddenly she felt his hand grab hers. She turned around quickly to face him and that's when she saw it.

The look on his face and the sorrow in his eyes, "What?"

"I'm sorry," he stated simply. She unconsciously squeezed his hand tightly, as though she was involuntarily forgiving him.

"Oh yeah. What for?" she asked with a straight face.

"You know why. For leaving you after…that night. For driving to Connecticut," he said hysterically, yet somehow quietly. She nodded and felt the sudden urge to change the subject.

"How much do you remember?" after the words flew right out of her mouth, she figured it wasn't exactly changing the subject.

"About leaving for Connecticut?" he scoffed, "Where do I begin? I was with you and then-"

"Yeah I know Rick, I was there,"

"Well I went home afterwards and I thought I could drive it off. No who would have thought I would lose track of the time like that?" he tried to end the story with a smile, but she didn't buy it.

"I know that's not all. You remember more than you're letting on," Beckett was trying her best to make a subtle yet unsubtle reference to the engagement ring that she wasn't supposed to know existed which was the ring he thought she didn't know existed and the ring she wished never had existed.

"Well, there was one other thing. One other person, rather…" he began rambling about Joe and how they had gotten drunk together.

"There was nothing else? Nothing significant about that night? You guys just got drunk together and fell off a bridge? That's all? Nothing else?" Beckett tired her hardest to drop hints for Castle but all she got out of him was…

"Nothing,"

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Almost One Month Later… 27th June.

"Why hello there, Incubator," Lanie said without taking her eyes off the magazine. She stood up and put the magazine down, walking towards Beckett quickly, an expectant expression splayed across her face. Kate looked down before speaking.

"Lanie, I might be pregnant with twins," she spoke quickly, as though trying to get the topic out in the open and out of the way. Lanie blinked. She was rendered speechless.

"S-So you're sure then? You are pregnant?" she stuttered, her eyes growing wider as she spoke.

"Not only am I pregnant Lanie, but there be two of them," she brought one hand to rest against her temple. Beckett began pacing the room, Lanie still standing in the same spot, completely and utterly dumbfounded.

"Oh My God," Lanie moved towards Beckett and pulled her into a hug, "Congratulations! Kate this is so great!" she was still slightly speechless, but managed to give Kate a hug before she started pulling away.

"No its not," she snapped as she moved away from any physical contact with Lanie, "I mean under normal circumstances, yeah this would be great but…" Beckett walked towards her couch and plonked herself down, closely followed by Lanie.

"Hey, it is not your fault that Castle isn't here anymore," Lanie sat next to her and began rubbing soothing circles on her back.

"That's the thing, it is!" she exclaimed. Lanie was taken aback, literally.

"Wait, I thought you said-"

"I lied!" she cut her off with a quavering voice as though she was trying to seem strong and avoid crying, "About a month ago…You know what happened," she gave Lanie a knowing look, who responded with a silent nod, "But then Castle left and I thought he went missing, but he didn't,"

"Honey, you're not telling me stuff I don't already know," Lanie spoke gently and with as much sympathy she could.

"He told me everything Lanie," Beckett continued speaking, ignoring the ME's words, "He told me exactly what happened before I came to get him,"

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"Wow," Lanie sat back down and tried to catch her breath, "Why?" she said looking at Beckett again.

"Why what?"

"Kate, why did you end it? I mean now you're- and was there really need to…to blow him off like that? Wait a second, how do you even know he's the father?"

"Excuse me!?" Kate shrieked.

"I mean he's not the only candidate-"

"There has never been a time in my life where I wished I could have one of those giant cream pies I could chuck at someone's face but you know there's definitely a first time for everything!" she half yelled.

"Calm down honey. I'm just saying…what about Josh?" she shrugged slowly and wrinkled her nose as though she was trying to avoid some sort of pain that was coming her way.

"I legitimately want to slap you right now," Beckett folded her arms across her chest and couldn't stop the smile that broke out across her face, "Well don't think I didn't think about that. I wouldn't just pin a kid on Castle if I didn't know for sure,"

"Well how do you know?" Lanie pushed her limits once more without fear.

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A/N: Wow. What a seriously quickly written chapter. Hmm. Well see ya.