Hello, it got me by surprise that had passed four days since I last updated. Well, I give you a sweet and totally character's typical chapter.

Jimmy had his tonsils removed, and just like his mother, when she was nine, the little kid was feeling miserable. And just like her mother did, Beckett had taken the day off to spend it with him. But that was yesterday. Today, he was spending it with Castle, just the two of them, all alone.

Beckett knew Castle could have his crazy ideas, but she never really figured out how many things she'd reprimand whenever he's home alone with his son. Castle was worn out from the previous day. He had gone to his publisher and then he headed to the Old Haunt where he spent the whole day writing. Now, both he and Jimmy were still asleep, already missing breakfast and soon enough, missing lunch as well.

When he awoke up, he walked to his son's bedroom where he awoke him up too. "Hi, buddy. It's time to awake up." Jim whimpered, stretched out and rubbed the eyes. "How did you sleep?"

"Good." He said hardly, with a hoarse voice.

"You did?" He asked, taking a seat on the edge of the bed and kissing his hair. "And you're hungry?"

He nodded negatively; he was speaking the truth, but he didn't want to think of eating for the next couple days. Just yesterday, Beckett had made him eat soup. It wasn't hot, in fact, it was almost freezing cold, but to a four-year-old who had just got his tonsils taken out two days ago, everything sounded torturing. "Just thirsty."

"Ok, so let's give you a bath," He sat him on bed by pulling his hands. "then give you a cold cup of milk, the medication and then we're leaving to a really cool place."

"Where?"

"Oh, you'll get to see." Castle grabbed him in arms and carried him to the bathroom. Castle was proud of himself for making his son smile despite his pain. He was washing his head when he spiked out his hair with the shampoo and then put Jimmy in front of the mirror for him to see it and both shared a laugh.

After the bath was done, Rick made sure to bundle up his son so he wouldn't be cold. He put on him, besides the jeans and the sneakers, a t-shirt under a sweatshirt and on top of that he'd be dressing him a denim jacket as well. The two walked to the bathroom again. Rick sat his son inside the washbasin and dried his hair.

Castle put the sweatshirt's hood on Jimmy's head and sat him on the edge of the kitchen counter while served him a big glass of milk and a bowl of cereals for himself. "Come on, Jim, you gotta eat something."

"No." He moaned, putting the hands over the throat. "It hurts."

"Just one spoonful." He begged waiting for him to open the mouth to the spoon of cereals he had in front of his lips. "Just one. For me, buddy, come on." Jimmy opened the mouth and chewed the cereals slowly. "There you go, just one spoonful."

Castle convinced Jimmy to eat a few more spoons of cereals and then both left, walking to the bus stop. He wanted to show his son some of the things his mother never showed to him when he was a kid, one of which, a bus ride. He couldn't understand how the outside seemed so interesting because during the whole ride, Jimmy was gazing through the window, amazed, but Rick's inner child understood at some point, because once he realized, he was as fascinated as Jim, both looking, pointing and commenting the outside.

The ride eventually came to an end and both of them left the bus, Rick holding the tiny hand of his son on his as both were walking down the street. He knocked on a door while Jimmy was trying to read its sign, but the words were still difficult things for Jimmy to read. Yes, because Castle didn't hesitate on trying to teach his son read already. A man came to the door saying that they could go inside in twenty minutes, that had just arrived new books and they were still being put on the shelves.

Castle took then Jimmy to the park across the street. Jimmy saw an ice cream vendor and said, pulling Castle's jacket sleeve. "Dad? I'm kinda hungry now."

"A chocolate popsicle?" He proposed, knowing the obvious answer that would come out of his son's mouth.

Jimmy and Castle walked hand in hand around the park for a while until they found pigeons flying that area. The kid turned to his father and asked him. "Can we take one home?"

Castle smiled and let go his hand. "I tell you one thing: if you catch one, we'll take it home." Jimmy ran around, chasing the pigeons and Rick had a few laughs, and actually joined him too. After a while both were just running around on a tag game, amused.

"Oh," Martha snapped, looking back hearing the door closing above the noise of the mixer. "hello, darling, I didn't expect you home so early." She said kind of in an apology, looking at the kitchen counter.

"Neither had I expected to be home so early." Beckett said with a smile answering Martha's hug.

"I'm so sorry about this mess," The actress picked up a book from the counter and explained. "I'm trying out doing all this shakes."

"It's okay, Martha." Beckett giggled seeing the amount of glasses around the kitchen. "It's better than when Castle tries to make his breakfast's experiences!" Both smiled at each other and the detective listened carefully to an odd silence. "I know Jimmy's sick, but the house is surprisingly silent."

"Oh, Richard left early with James; I don't know where they went."

"I do. And I'm picking them up because it's getting late and I know those two will lose track of time."

Beckett stopped across the street of Comicadia and could already see father and son inside, through the glass. Castle was sitting on the floor in the middle of the comic book store and Jimmy was sitting on the vee of his legs, both surrounded by comic books. The little kid was attentively hearing to his father as he was reading to him an Elektra comic book, his mother's favorite heroine.

"Boys, let's go home?" She asked softly, kneeling in front of them. "And how did you got here anyway?"

"We came on the bus, and then we went to the park for an ice cream, and we chased pigeons and then we came here and read-" Suddenly Jimmy's hoarse voice and his sore throat didn't seem to bother him as he clung on Beckett's neck and spoke fast as Castle was putting the comic books on the shelves again.

"Take a breath, Jay-Jay!" Beckett said on a laugh. "Mom will love to hear all about your afternoon, but slow down. Apparently you two had a lot of fun."

"Obviously we did. I 'm pretty sure he loved a lot more today's afternoon than yesterday's with you!" Castle mocked, holding Jimmy's right hand and Beckett holding his left. The three left the store, walking as a happy family along the sidewalk.

"Oh, you just didn't say that!" She teased back.

Jimmy looked down and sighed. "Not again!"

For those who don't remember, Comicadia was the comic book store to where Castle and Beckett went on the episode 2 of the fourth season.

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