I hang my head in shame at how poorly this was written. I am sorry. I am even more sorry that... tomorrow is the last day. It was a fun ride and I hope you all enjoyed it. :)
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Disclaimer: I Does Not Own Castle.
Yam: "Oh isn't it precious?" Kate was tearing up at sonogram picture of her child. "That's our baby, Rick."
Rick, to his credit, admired the photo with love, knowing that something so small could have such a big influence on their lives. "It looks like a yam."
She gaped at her husband with disgust. "How dare you compare our child to a fruit?"
"A yam isn't a fruit."
"It is so."
"Is not."
"Kate Beckett-Castle what the hell do you think you're doing?" The pair turned to see Lanie walking into the doctor's office with an accusing look – hands on her hips and all.
"Lanie we were just-"
"Mrs. Castle here is a prescription for the prenatal vitamins the doctor recommended." Never in her life had Kate cursed a woman's timing more than that moment.
"Thank you." She muttered, pocketing the piece of paper and avoiding her friend's gaze.
"Prenatal?" She nearly shouted. "As in pregnant? You're Pregnant?" Kate had to look to her husband for the answer because she couldn't stop tearing up at the thought of being a mother.
"Hey Lanie," Castle suddenly leered "what are you doing here?" The Hispanic woman's face dropped.
"Uh…well…I…"
"You know Chica, this sonogram photo looks a bit like a yam." Praise Esposito for having the best timing in the world. Wait…
"You're pregnant too?" The two women shouted simultaneously, causing their men and the rest of the office to jump several feet in the air.
"You think it looks like a yam too?" Rick shouted in excitement. "I told you I wasn't the only one Kate." Ignoring her husband's remark, Kate shook her head.
"You thought you could get away with it couldn't you?"
"So did you?"
"Dude…" Both men stared wide-eyed at each other as realization sank in "the next nine months are going to be hell."