Characters: Esposito, Beckett, Caskett!Kid

Rating: K

Genre: Humor

Summary: Esposito attempts to hide from a certain person, and fails.

I do NOT own Castle.


One A Day Doesn't Keep Nicknames Away...

Esposito cowered in an unused storage closet that no one ever used, hiding from a certain person.

No, he wasn't hiding from Lanie, he was hiding from someone who was a considerable bit smaller than his fiance.

The poor detective nearly jumped out of his skin when his cell phone rang loudly, and he quickly silenced it so the sound wouldn't give his position away.

But it was too late.

The door to the closet swung open and a small figure attached itself to Esposito.

"I founded you, Uncle Popo!" The little girl giggled, calling her 'uncle' by her favorite nickname for him.

"It's 'found' not 'founded', but come on, Jo. Stop calling me that. It's Esposito. Es-po-si-to. Say it with me?" He tried to get the little girl to say his name, but Johanna Castle wasn't having any of it.

"Uncle Popo is Uncle Popo!"

"So this is where you were hiding, 'Uncle Popo'." Came a teasing voice from the door way.

"Mama! I found him for you!" Johanna let go of Esposito, and instead latched onto Beckett's legs.

"Yes you did. Why don't you go find daddy, or Ryan, while I talk to Popo about work?"

Johanna quickly ran out of the storage closet in search of her father while Beckett turned her attention to Esposito.

"We found out that Roslin's father-in-law might not be as squeaky clean as he led us to believe so I need you to see what you can dig up on him."

"Sure thing. But can you please talk to Jo about her fascination with nicknames?"

"Why ever would I do that, Popo?" Beckett laughed evilly while walking out of the closet, leaving a sighing detective behind.

He was doomed to be called 'Popo' forever.

Though as he walked out and caught sight of the little girl sitting on Ryan's lap, he figured that 'Popo' was better than 'Anan', the name she had given Ryan.