Thankyou for all the wonderful reviews. I just wanted to let everyone know i would never bring Demming back. I hope you like this chapter. I tried to make it flow as best i could but it still seems a litte smushed so let me know what you think.
Castle was lying looking at the ceiling in his room. It was a little past four in the morning and he just couldn't sleep. His mind kept going back to his dream, and then to the couch. He couldn't find words to describe how much he had desired Kate in those moments. It was like all his feeling were reaching the surface and intensifying by a million.
He pictured her sitting on the couch looking at him with those eyes. The eyes that could take him miles away while keeping him in place. The way her hair was flowing ever so gently across her cheeks. How he cheeks had kept turning bright pink when he talked. Her lips. Oh god her lips. They looked so soft, so inviting. The way they were pursed ever so slightly like she was asking him to lock his to hers.
He turned over onto his side to stare at the wall for a while. What if she really did want him to kiss her, or worse, what if she didn't? What if she would have gotten mad and left? Then their working relationship would be completely ruined. He didn't want that. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't let that happen again. He would rather keep his feelings for her in check and be friends with her forever then to ruin everything and never talk to her again.
He felt his eyelids finally drooping when there was a light tap at the door. Was it Kate? Was she sick again? He thought as he darted for the door. When he pulled it open he saw her, looking as beautiful as ever. She looked up at him and bit her lower lip. God, it drove him crazy when she did that.
"Did you need something?" He asked and then saw that she looked really sad.
"It's Becks." She said and grabbed his hand, pulling him to her room. What was wrong with Becks?
When they entered her room he saw Becks lying on the bed breathing heavily.
"What's wrong?" He asked not really seeing an issue.
"Nothing is really wrong, it's just that…" She trailed off.
"What?"
"Well, we had a dog named Misty when I was younger and she looked a lot like this when she was… getting ready to give birth."
Castle felt his eyes go as big as saucers. "She's going to have puppies?" He asked.
"I'm pretty sure." She replied.
Then, all the shock left and Castle knew what to do. He hurried to his room and slipped on some slippers. While in there he glanced at the clock. It was almost five. He ran downstairs, out the front door and down two houses to Jon's house. He had known Jon forever and knew he wouldn't mind helping. Jon Bellman was a good friend of the family, and he was also a retired veterinarian. He hated waking him up so early but he needed to make sure Becks was okay. He rang the doorbell and waited. Not even a full minute later the door opened and Jon looked out at him.
"Morning Richard." He said looking wide awake. "Isn't it a little early for you to be up?"
"I need your help, I think my dog is pregnant and I think she's ready to give birth." He said. "Can you help me?"
"When did you get a dog?" The old man asked, slipping his jacket on and grabbing a small blue bag.
"A couple days ago."
"And you didn't know she was pregnant when you got her?" He asked locking his door.
"She just kind of showed up at the house." He said and Jon looked at him sternly.
"You know better than to invite strays in Richard." Jon said as the reached Castles house. "Remember the bunny?" He asked.
Castle shivered at the memory of doodles. That bunny was Evil.
"Castle what are you doing?" He heard Beckett yell as they rushed in.
"I brought someone." He said, looking in the room at Becks.
Jon looked at Becks, felt her stomach and then looked at Castle. "Yup, she's giving birth." He said and then pulled out some rubber gloves. "You may wanna take Richard outside." He said to Beckett. "This whole process makes him a little squeamish." Beckett turned and looked at Castle.
"Does it now?" She said and he knew he would never live it down.
They sat outside the door for fifteen minutes before Jon came out. He had his jacket on and his bag in his hand.
"There are four." He said and shook Castles hand.
"Thank you so much Jon." He said.
"Anytime Rick. You know how I miss my job." He said and then let himself out.
Castle and Beckett entered the room. The four most adorable puppies were curled up around Becks.
"Wow." Beckett said.
"Guess what?"
"What?" She asked.
"We're grandparents." He said throwing an arm around her shoulder.
"Oh god."