The white dress is what I pictured Kate's dress to look like, similar hair as well.
Kate is about 28 weeks pregnant in this bit. Baby shower will be next and she will be 30 weeks.
I'm in need of ideas. So could you guys please review with something I'm missing? Pretty please. :)
Enjoy!
"Close your eyes." He whispers to her.
"Why?" She can't believe he's being this childish, she just wants to see the room. He had insisted on doing it on his own, using his daughter when he needed help with something.
"Because I want it to be a surprise. Just close your eyes."
"Fine, but only cause you won't stop bugging me."
"Thank you." He smiles as she closes her eyes. She hears the door creak open. He walks her into the guest bedroom that has been turned into the nursery for their baby girl.
"Open your eyes." She does. She's standing in the entryway gaping at the huge room.
The dark panels of oak that make up the hard wood floor are shiny and new. A large square pink rug lays in the center of the room. Beautiful, freshly painted white baseboards surround the perimeter of the room. The walls pale pink, almost white. The wall to the left of the door has gorgeous mural of a dark cherry blossom tree that spreads to the wall of the door. Small pink flowers float along the walls of the room, in a painted breeze. The ceiling is painted a pale blue. With small white clouds scattered on the vast space. The wall to the right of the white door has a huge window overlooking the sidewalk outside. The drapes are dark brown, blackout curtains, but now they are open, sunlight beaming into the room. Immediately opposite of the door is a magnificent crib, made of dark oak, with pale pink sheets. The crib is wedged ever so gently in the corner. Jacqueline written in deep brown above it in curly brown cursive, the 'i' dotted by a floating blossom. On the same far wall in the other corner is dark oak rocking chair, with a light pink blanket draped over the back and a white pillow plumped against one arm, a small hand towel falling gracefully over the other arm. A tall lamp nestled in the corner behind the chair. A small dark wooden bookshelf beside it on the wall with the blooming tree. Beneath one of the dark painted branches is an oak dressing table. A small wagon that had been passed down to me is resting in the final corner. It's a makeshift bassinet. There is a dark brown canvas bucket beside it, full of stuffed animals of varying shapes, sizes, colors, and species, old and new. Some surround the dark bucket. It's perfect for their baby girl.
She turns to him. He was standing in the middle of the room explaining the cherry blossom tree and how Alexis helped with that. And that he had called her father to help with the clouds on the ceiling. And Lanie did their daughter's name above the crib. He had everyone help just to surprise her. She felt her heart swell as she caught his gaze. She must have been crying because he rushed over to her asking what was wrong.
"Nothing." She chokes. "It's perfect." She rubs her swollen stomach. Feeling the fluttering movements of the small human still growing inside of her.
"I love you Richard Castle." She declares as he wraps his arms around her.
"I love you Katherine Beckett." He whispers in her ear. Before bending down to kneel in front of her belly. "And I love you Jacqueline Amelia Castle."