A/N #1: Thank you to all the reviewers who told me about Bob, the Reviewer.
A/N #2: When Kate, Castle, and Jenny refer to Dr. O'Malley as 'Dr. George,' this is not a typo. I'm just letting everybody know now.
A/N #3: I apologize for taking so long to update. I had problems with Chapters 30 and 31, which included complete re-writes and since I like to stay at least two chapters ahead of what I'm posting, my readers once again suffered. Enjoy!
FORGETTING
CHAPTER 29: Talking Things Out
Early November
It was the burning, stabbing pain that woke Kate up from a sound sleep. She struggled to sit up, feeling Lily stretching inside of her. "Ow, shit," she hissed, pressing her fingers to the scar on her abdomen. "Sorry, Lily. Mommy owes you a dollar for cursing."
She took some deep breaths, taking a breath in and releasing it slowly, just as she'd learned in childbirth class and therapy. Tears filled her eyes and fell down her cheeks as the pain persisted. She looked over at Castle, who was sleeping so soundly. There was no other way out of it. She needed him to hold her and to ease her through the pain. She reached out and placed her hand on his shoulder, gently shaking him. "Castle? Rick?"
Castle slowly opened his eyes and rolled onto his back, sitting up instantly when he saw his wife's tear-stained face. "Oh, sweetie," he wrapped his arms around her, feeling her settle against him as closely as her very pregnant body would allow her to. "Slow, deep breaths. In and out. Just like Dr. Burke taught you. That's it. In and out. Is the pain better or do you want the hot water bottle?"
"I just want you to keep holding me, just like this. You make me feel so safe."
"Let me move so we can be a little more comfortable," he moved back up against the headboard, helping Kate cuddle back into him. "How's Lily? Is she awake?"
"She was, but I think she's asleep again."
"Six more weeks, Beckett," he stroked his fingers over her belly. "Six more weeks and we get to meet her. We get to see our Lily."
"Well, she's due in six weeks, but it could be a week or two longer before she's born. I know; I'm impatient, too," she put her fingers to his lips.
"Well, at least we have both rooms ready for her."
The weekend before, they had returned to the Hamptons, where with the help of Ryan and Espo, they had decorated Lily's bedroom. "Now there's nothing to do but wait," Kate placed her hand over Castle's, following his path as he traced their daughter.
"My mother and Alexis want to throw you a shower."
"I know."
"I know that you think we don't need any clothes, but it's not just about getting stuff for the baby. It's about celebrating. I think after everything that's happened and everything that's going to happen, I think we need to celebrate."
"Are you talking about the hearings?"
"Yeah. Kate, we almost died. Our family and friends feel a need to celebrate life. If we get duplicate baby items, we'll donate them to the women's shelter. Okay?"
"Okay," her lips brushed against his.
"Try to go back to sleep. I'll hold you until you fall asleep."
"Okay," she cuddled into his chest, closing her eyes while she felt the rise and fall of his chest under her cheek.
Castle continued sitting against the headboard holding Kate while she slept. When the pain was this bad, this was the only comfort she could find. She was at the stage in the pregnancy where sleeping was difficult and recovering from gunshot wounds didn't help matters. Dr. O'Malley had assured her that once she delivered, the scar would heal and become much less painful. "Lily, please don't be one of those ladies who thinks it's okay to be fashionably late. Your mommy and I would really appreciate it if you arrived on time."
***CCC***
Lanie looked up from her paperwork in surprise. "Martha! Alexis! This is a nice surprise," she got up and came around her desk to hug the two redheads. "What brings you down here today?"
"Richard called me this morning and told me that Kate had another rough night," Martha gave Kate's best friend a tight smile. "That bullet wound in her abdomen has been giving her a lot of trouble. I can't think of a better reason to throw her a baby shower."
"Dad finally talked her into it. He told her that we need a reason to celebrate life. This baby . . . Lily is hope after everything that has happened this past year," Alexis continued. "We're hoping that you and Jenny would like to help us plan a baby shower."
"Girl, I thought you'd never ask," Lanie hugged her again. "Let me call Jenny and we'll make plans to meet at Remy's."
"Kate wants baby items to be donated to the women's shelter. She said that her and dad have everything that they need for Lily. But I figured that you can never have enough diapers, wipes, baby soap and blankets with a newborn," Alexis said.
"Perfect," Lanie agreed. "So, we'll put in the invitations to bring those items as gifts for Castle and Kate and anything else for the women's shelter."
"Exactly."
The four women met later that afternoon at Remy's to finalize plans for the shower. "Are we throwing the shower at the loft?" Jenny asked.
"Yeah," Alexis took a drink of her shake. "Dad thinks Kate would be more comfortable if we had it there. I was thinking the Saturday before Thanksgiving from two until six."
"That sounds good to me," Lanie made a notation on her tablet. "What about food?"
"Dad says Kate will eat pizza for every meal these days. I was thinking that we could get pizza and chicken wings. Keep it simple," Alexis suggested.
"I can make a cake," Jenny offered. "My sister made a really cute one for Nicholas' shower."
"That sounds great, darling. Thank you," Martha smiled.
***CCC***
"I see that Lily is hanging upside down today," Dr. O'Malley smiled, feeling the baby's head just above Kate's belly button.
"I know. She's been kicking me in the ribs all morning," Kate groused. "But at least I don't have to worry about her no longer being in position."
"Kate, babies move constantly. Even during labor. They are always on the move. But they always know which way is down. Most of them end up being in the right place in time to come out."
"The scar wakes me up at least three or four times a week. It hurts all the time."
"I'm sorry, Kate. I wish that there was something that I could give you to ease the pain. Like I told you previously, the pain will subside and the scar tissue will heal after you deliver."
"Can I ask you something?"
"Kate, you can ask me anything. There is no question too embarrassing."
"If I have another baby, will I have problems with the scar again? Because, if so, I'm not sure I can go through this again."
"I think if you give your body time to heal, you won't have any problems with the scar in a future pregnancy. Unless, of course, you have twins," he smirked.
"If I have twins, you're getting one of them as down payment."
"I'll keep that in mind," he chuckled. "Are you still having sex?"
"Yeah," she bit her lip. "My husband would tell you that some things never change."
"In what respect?"
"I wanted Castle all the time before I got pregnant. Now I want him even more. Does that make me a freak?"
"No, not at all. Some women enjoy sex more during pregnancy. Some women don't want it, at all. Every woman is different, just like every pregnancy is different."
"What if she is late? I mean, really late?"
"Most first babies are late. There are things that you can do to start your labor. You can do a lot of walking; you can have sex," Kate smiled at that one. "Some women claim spicy food triggers labor. But if she's two weeks late, I will induce you. One way or the other, Lily is going to come out. She's not going to take up residence forever."
"That's good to know, because it's really getting hard to breathe."
"It's going to get harder before it gets easier. How are your childbirth classes going?"
"Good. They're a lot of fun, although one of the men fainted when we were watching the video that showed a C-section. He turned white and fell over."
"I have had that happen on more than one occasion. Do you worry about Rick passing out?"
"Rick has been going to crime scenes with me for almost a decade. He's seen much more gruesome stuff than watching me give birth. When I got shot the first time, my best friend told me that he saved me from bleeding to death."
"You're the only one of my patients who can start a sentence with 'The first time I got shot.' Have you given any thought to going back to work?"
"Right now, my therapist hasn't cleared me. I do plan on going back after Lily's born. I'm just not sure when that will be."
"Take my advice and take as much time as you need. You only have your first child once."
"I'll keep that in mind."
***CCC***
"Kate woke me up again last night," Castle was sitting in Dr. Burke's office, staring at his hands.
"The pain?" Dr. Burke was well versed in the pain that both his patients suffered, mentally and physically.
"Yeah. I hate seeing her in so much pain. I feel helpless when she's hurting."
"Rick, you offer her comfort in the only way you know how. Kate knows this. If she didn't, she wouldn't wake you up. Keep being there when she needs you."
"I will be."
"What else is on your mind?"
"I convinced Kate to—"
"Rick, let's talk about you. What's on your mind?"
"I thought that's what I was doing."
"No, you're telling me about Kate. Kate already comes to see me. She tells me what's going on in her life. I want to know what's going in with you. How is your writing coming along?" The doctor asked, hoping to steer Castle away from his wife and onto himself.
"It isn't," Castle admitted. "And my publisher is starting to get impatient."
"She doesn't understand writer's block?"
"Oh, she understands it. She's just tired of that being my excuse."
"I thought you were thinking about Nikki and Rook having a child."
"I ran it by Kate, and she's not completely on board. She didn't shoot it down, but I could tell it made her uncomfortable."
"What if you ventured away from Nikki and Rook? What if you were to write something completely different?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know. You've solved a lot of cases with Kate. Maybe you could write about some of your most interesting cases."
"You mean, write true crime?"
"Would it be something you'd be interested in?"
"I guess," Castle sat up in his chair. "I love reading books by Ann Rule and Dianne Fanning."
"It's something fresh."
"That's true enough. And we've worked on over 100 cases. Some of them were interesting. That's for damn sure."
"Maybe once this case gets resolved, you could write about it."
"Doc, you're a genius."
"Maybe you can call my kids and tell them that."
When Castle walked out into the cold November sunshine and hailed a cab, he found himself the most excited he'd been in a very long time. His fingers were literally itching with the urge to go home and start writing. Dr. Burke had given him a great idea. Instead of writing about the fictional world of Nikki Heat and Jameson Rook, he could write about the non-fictional world of Katherine Beckett and mystery novelist Richard Castle. He could write their love story. He could write their real love story.
***CCC***
When Kate walked into the loft, she hung her coat and then she heard it. A sound that she hadn't heard in months. The sound of Rick's fingertips flying on his laptop keyboard. "You're writing?" She rushed into the room and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him soundly on the cheek.
"Yes, I am," he swiveled around in his chair, drawing her down onto his lap. "I'm writing our love story."
"Isn't that what the Nikki Heat series is?"
"No," he shook his head. "That's the fictional version of our love story. I'm going to write about some of our craziest cases. And along the way, I'm going to tell the readers about the joy of falling in love with you. What do you think?"
"We have had some crazy cases."
"You're really okay with me writing about us? The real us?"
"I'm totally okay with it. I'm just so happy to hear you writing anything. When I walked in and heard your fingers . . . I thought I was going to cry."
"Kate, you're pregnant and hormonal. I've seen you cry over toilet paper commercials."
"Well, the bears are kind of cute."
"Speaking of pregnant and hormonal, how was your doctor's appointment?"
"Good. Today, Lily is hanging upside down like a bat," she took his hand and guided it down to her belly button. "Her head is right there and her butt," she slid his hand higher, "is right there."
"She's in the right position."
"Dr. George said she moves constantly, so while she's in the right place now, she might not be there tomorrow or even an hour from now. I asked him about the pain. Castle, I don't want Lily to be an only child, but I want to wait a year or so before we try again. That way, the scar issue can heal."
"Okay. Are you hungry?"
"Starving."
"Let me finish my outline and send it to Gina. Then I'll fix us an early dinner."
"I'm going to change clothes," she kissed him before getting up and leaving the room.
Castle's phone rang the moment Kate left the room. He smiled when he saw Alexis' smiling face on his phone. "Hey, pumpkin," he answered the phone.
"Hi, dad. I just left Remy's. Grams and I met with Lanie and Jenny. We're going to throw the baby shower the Saturday before Thanksgiving. We decided on pizza and chicken wings for the menu. Jenny is going to make the cake."
"That sounds great, sweetie. I'll let Kate know."
"Lanie said she was going to write on the invitations for the guests to give you diapers, wipes, baby soap and blankets. Jenny agreed that you'll need plenty of those with a newborn."
"That's true. I remember you being a puking, pooping newborn."
"Yuck, dad."
"Sorry, pumpkin. All babies are puking, pooping, crying machines. You'll discover that when you have a baby of your own."
"Dad, I thought we agreed to never talk about that. Remember? For me to have a baby, that means you have to admit that I would be having sex."
"Oh, no. It would a total immaculate conception."
"I'm glad you're in such a good mood. I have a late class, so I won't be home until after eight."
"Okay, sweetie. Be careful coming home. I'll see you later. I love you."
"I love you, too. Bye."
"Was that Alexis?" Kate came back into his office from Lily's bedroom.
He smiled when he saw her. She was dressed in a pair of sweat pants and one of his superhero t-shirts, the material snug over her belly. He reached out for her, tugging her between his knees before he planted a kiss on her baby bulge. "Did I just kiss our daughter's butt?" He made a face.
"No," she bit her lip to keep from laughing. "Fortunately, she has moved again. Her feet are right over here," she rubbed her right side.
"Which means you're going to be in pain soon," he looked at her with sad eyes.
"Unless she decides to move. Maybe her daddy can work his magic on her."
"Lily," he pressed his lips to the spot where Kate had told him her head now was. "Lily Pad, I think mommy liked it better when you were pretending to be a bat. I know that it's tight in there, but can you move just a little? Follow my hand. Dr. George told us that you can see light filtering through. Watch my hand, my magnificent baby girl."
"You're laying it on pretty thick, daddy. She's not a dog. She isn't going to fetch."
"Shhh," he whispered. "I can feel her, Kate."
"Ow," Kate winced. "Lily, where are you going? Ow! Baby girl, those are my ribs!"
"She moved?"
"Her head moved down, but she's still in a bad spot. I'm going to sit down in the living room and relax. I'm sure she'll adjust herself soon."
"Alexis interrupted my writing. I'm going to finish this and send it to Gina. Give me 10 minutes and I'll make us dinner."
"Okay," she kissed him before waddling from the room.
Mid-November
There were snow flurries the afternoon of the baby shower, which made Castle glad they had decided to host the shower at the loft. Martha, Alexis, Lanie and Jenny had gone all out decorating the loft with pink and white streamers along with helium balloons. The whole apartment took on a festive feel.
However, not all the occupants of the loft were feeling festive. The guest of honor was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, scowling at her naked reflection in the glass. Kate had just entered her 36th week of pregnancy and she felt like a cow. In her opinion, she looked like one, too. She could hear Alexis and Martha chattering like magpies in the other room. Castle was out picking up last minute items for the shower. Lanie and Jenny were expected to arrive at any time to help the other two ladies with the preparations.
Now that she was entering the homestretch, nothing was comfortable. Heartburn was a frequent issue, as was chronic fatigue and clumsiness. She couldn't sleep more than a couple or three hours at a time. Most of the time it felt like Lily was squashed against her lungs, making deep breaths a thing of the past. Lily didn't kick as much; Dr. O'Malley had explained that she had simply run out of room. However, she spent a lot of time stretching and when she did kick, they packed a wallop.
Kate knew that she needed to get dressed, but she just wasn't in the mood for a party. Right now, she just wanted to curl up with a good book or work on her pregnancy plan. She heard the doorbell ring, followed moments later by more chattering. She pulled a large towel around her torso and waddled out to the bedroom closet, walking inside and perusing her selection of clothes.
Back in the front of the loft, the four women were finishing up with the last of the food. "Where's your dad and Kate?" Jenny asked.
"Dad went to get the pizza and wings. Kate is in the bedroom getting dressed," Alexis explained, mixing a bowl of punch. "She's been in there a long time, though."
"Do you mind if I go see if she's okay?" Jenny got up from her bar stool.
"No, go ahead," Alexis nodded toward the bedroom.
Kate was still standing in the middle of the closet, pulling hangars aside, getting more frustrated by the second. "Kate?" She heard Jenny's voice. "Kate? Are you okay?"
"Jenny, hi," Kate popped her head out of the closet. "I'll be out in a minute. I'm just trying to find something to wear."
"Maybe I can help. I remember those days of not being able to find anything to wear." Before Kate could protest, Jenny walked into the closet, standing beside her. "The most important thing is being comfortable."
"Can I ask you something?"
"You can ask me anything. What's on your mind?"
"You had Sarah-Grace in early January. Did your body feel like you were in a sauna?"
"All the time," Jenny smiled. "I made Kevin turn on the AC on Christmas Eve."
"I can't sleep," Kate raked her fingers through her hair. "I can't laugh because if I do, I pee all over myself. If I eat anything after six o'clock—"
"Heartburn," Jenny said as Kate nodded. "Girl, I completely understand. Let's find you something to wear so that you're comfortable and then I'll French braid your hair."
After some careful selecting, Jenny finally found some clothes that Kate agreed on. After helping her dress, Kate sat in front of the dresser while Jenny expertly French braided her hair. "Kevin's bringing the babies," she smiled, watching Kate's face visibly brighten.
"You had Sarah-Grace without an epidural. Was it awful?"
"No," Jenny shook her head. "Lanie was there with me and she was wonderful. I was so worried about Kevin, but she kept me focused on delivering Sarah safely. I didn't want to have her until I knew Kevin was safe, but Lanie told me that she wasn't going to wait. She was coming whether Kevin was with me or not. You should ask her to be with you when you have Lily. It was different when I had Nicholas. Give me the back of an ambulance and Lanie any day of the week."
"Are you talking about the emergency C-section?"
"No. I'm talking about everything that happened before. I think when I showed up at that warehouse fire, I was almost ready to deliver. I went to the hospital too early when I went into labor with Nicky. I wanted to walk, but they didn't want me walking around. They were worried that I was going to disturb other patients. I was a woman in labor, not someone with a contagious disease. I sent my sister to get me a strawberry shake. 'Oh no, you can't have that. What if you have to have surgery.' Kate, they will try to take away every ounce of control from you. Research and know your rights. Don't let them do to you what they did to me."
Kate felt sick listening to what Jenny was telling her. She hadn't realized that having a baby could be so complicated. "Did you ever get your shake?"
"Yes, I did. And I did have to have surgery, but I had no complications because of the shake. I'm not scaring you, am I?"
"Yeah, you are freaking me out a little," Kate admitted.
"I'm sorry," Jenny apologized. "Who's your OB?"
"George O'Malley at New York Pres."
"Oh, Dr. George is the best! He was supposed to have delivered Sarah-Grace. And he was on vacation when I had Nicky. Your hair looks great," Jenny stood back to admire the results. "I can't wait until Sarah-Grace's hair is long enough to things with it. Kate, you're going to love having a little girl."
"I can't wait. Especially on the nights when I have to get out of bed five times a night to pee."
"Or when you drop something on the floor and have to leave it there if your husband isn't home to retrieve the item for you."
"How do pregnant single women survive late pregnancy?" Kate asked.
"They must have stuff laying all over their floors," Jenny commiserated with her. "Come on, you have a party to get to."
Kate and Jenny walked out of the bedroom into the living room at the same moment that Castle walked in with the pizza and wings. "Espo is right behind me. Wow," he looked at Kate, "you look beautiful."
"Thank you." She walked over and kissed him, feeling the outside chill on his lips. "Is it still snowing?"
"Not at the moment. But it's going to snow more later."
The party was in full swing an hour later. All their friends from the precinct were in attendance as well as family. Kate's dad had brought her Aunt Theresa and Cousin Sophia. "How's the apartment?" Kate hugged her cousin.
"Terrific. I love it! Thank you so much for subletting it to me."
"You're welcome. Thank you for coming today."
"Can I?" Sophia looked at Kate and then at her belly.
"Yeah," Kate took Sophia's hand and placed it on her belly. "That's one of her feet that you're feeling right now."
"Wow, that is so amazing. I hope that you'll let me babysit sometime."
"Oh, absolutely. With all the family, Castle and I aren't going to be lacking for babysitters."
Kevin had brought Sarah-Grace, who was almost three and her eight-month-old brother, Nicholas, or Nicky, as Jenny called him. "Here, Beckett," Kevin thrust the baby at her. "You might as well get some practice in."
"I have no lap," Kate complained, adjusting the baby on her thigh. Nicholas gave her a two-toothed grin.
"I didn't either when Sarah would climb in my lap when I was pregnant with him," Jenny told her. "You learn to place them so that you're both comfortable."
"Auntie Katie, are you having a baby?" Sarah-Grace smiled.
"Yes, I am. I'm having a little girl. Her name is Lily."
"How did her get in there?" Sarah pointed at Kate's belly.
"Sarah, we don't ask that, remember?" Kevin gently guided the toddler away from Kate and over to the snacks. "I'll fix her something to eat."
"Those are the type of questions that you have to look forward to in your future," Jenny nodded wisely.
Kate had begged out of the baby shower games, so the girls had reluctantly gone along with her. Castle brought her a plate with pizza, chicken wings, and ranch dressing before sitting down next to her. "How are you feeling?"
"Hungry, Castle," she began digging into her food.
"Castle, word of advice," Jenny looked at him over her own plate. "Never get between a pregnant woman and a meal."
"I'm learning that."
"Since we're all seated, I want to say something," Lanie stood up. "Kate, I know that you were reluctant to have this shower. But this baby has been the one good thing to come out of what could've been a horrible tragedy. We want you to know that we have supplied you with enough diapers and wipes to last until it comes time to potty train Lily. But, we did get you one gift that we all agree fits this baby perfectly." She walked over and handed Kate a gift-wrapped box. "This is from all of us."
"Thank you," Kate carefully unwrapped the box and removed the lid, taking out a small onesie that said 'My Mommy and Daddy are Superheroes.' "Oh, I love this!"
"That's great, guys," Castle agreed, smiling at the group.
"Kate, Rick, that onesie says it all," Ryan spoke up. "You guys are superheroes."
"Thank you, Kevin," Kate hugged him. "I don't know about anybody else, but I'm ready for cake."
"Me, too!" Sarah-Grace shouted.
"She's wanted a piece of cake since this morning," Jenny said. "Come on, Kate. You're the guest of honor. It's up to you to cut the cake."
"Help me up, Castle," Kate held her hands out to her husband as he carefully pulled her up from the sofa.
The cake was gorgeous, even if Kate thought that it was a little too pink. It was decorated with lily pads and butterflies with 'Welcome, Baby Lily' in white lettering. "Jenny, this cake is almost too pretty to cut," Kate held the knife carefully over the center of the cake.
"I hungry, Aunt Kate!" Sarah-Grace protested.
"Sarah-Grace, behave," Ryan shushed her.
"It's okay," Kate smiled. "I'm hungry, too."
After they ate cake, everybody sat around, taking wagers on how big Lily was going to be. Lanie came up to where Kate was sitting, examining her with her keen medical examiners' eye. "Come on, Lanie!" Espo complained. "You're not conducting an autopsy! How big is Lily going to be?"
"Seven pounds, 11 ounces and 21 inches long," Lanie sat down between Espo and Jim Beckett.
"That's a big baby," Jim said.
"Not really," Lanie disagreed. "That's actually about average."
"Says the woman who isn't having to push a seven-and-a-half-pound baby out of her body," Kate shuddered.
"Katie, if your mother can do it, so can you," her father patted her shoulder. "Katie was seven pounds, eight ounces and her mother swore that she was going to perform my vasectomy herself."
"Excuse me," Kate struggled to get up as Castle helped her. "I'll be right back. Lanie, can I show you something?"
"Sure," Lanie got up and followed Kate to the bedroom.
"Just wait here for me. I really have to pee," Kate made her way to the ensuite and shut the door. She came out a few minutes later and sat beside Lanie on the end of the bed. "Jenny was telling me how great you were when she had Sarah-Grace—"
"I was glad that I was able to help."
"Lanie, I haven't talked to Castle about this yet, but I'd love to have you with me when I have Lily. I don't want drugs and I have a feeling that they're going to make me because of the scar. Castle won't want me in pain. But I know that you'll make sure my wishes are respected."
"Kate—"
"Lanie, I don't want them to take away my rights. I have the right to have my baby the way that I want to have her."
"Of course you do, sweetie. Talk to Castle. If he's okay with it, then I'll be with you."
"He'd better be okay with it, because you're going to be Lily's godmother."
"Are you sure?"
"Castle and I have been talking about it. It was between you and Alexis. And Alexis said she just wants to be the big sister. So, that leaves you. Will you do it?"
"Will I? Girl, you don't have to ask me twice!" Lanie hugged Kate, laughing when she felt Lily kick. "I think Lily approves."
Later that night, Castle and Kate was lying facing each other in their bed. "I talked to Lanie about being Lily's godmother. She's on board. Who are we going to ask to be her godfather? Ryan or Esposito?"
"Why not both?"
"You want our daughter to have two godfathers? Do you have any idea how spoiled she's going to be with all of them being godparents?"
"She might be spoiled, but she's going to be a great kid, Beckett."
"Castle, I also asked Lanie to be with me when I have Lily. I want you there, but I want Lanie there, too. Are you okay with that?"
"I'm okay with whatever you want to do. You're the one who's going to be doing all the work. I'm just going to be standing there, coaching, or annoying you."
"Castle, you annoy me all the time," she moved closer, feeling his arms come around her. "I really need you there. But I need to do this drug free and I know if you think I'm in too much pain, you'll talk me into getting an epidural."
"Is that really so awful? Kate, that scar—"
"Castle, I'm well aware of that scar. I've been living with it for seven months. I'm going to talk to Dr. George when I see him next week."
"You do realize that Lanie's going to be seeing your lady parts?"
"So are you."
"But I've seen your lady parts."
"Not when a baby has come out of them."
"True. Are you getting scared?"
"A little," she admitted. "Are you?"
"I'm more excited than scared. When Meredith went into labor with Alexis, I was terrified. I was just a scared kid who had to grow up in a hurry."
"Well, we're still waiting for that to happen," she teased, kissing him softly.
"When the time comes for this little lady to come out, you can have anybody in there with you that you want. And I will do or say whatever you want. I just want everything to go all right."
"If she arrives on time, we have 21 more days. Three weeks, Castle. Three more weeks and then there's going to be three of us."
"We're going to have so much fun," he grinned, kissing her as she giggled against his lips.
"I'm so excited, Castle. Twenty-one more days."
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