Kate opened the door to her old apartment and walked inside. Lanie's jaw fell open slightly as she followed. It looked exactly like when Kate lived there before she married Castle. Walking around the apartment Lanie had to smile to herself. She didn't think Rick could pull everything off while she and Kate were out to lunch. But here they were in what looked like Kate's old apartment.

"I'm going to get changed," Kate announced before walking into her former bedroom. Lanie held her breath as she watched Kate leave. There was no way Rick could have moved the furniture around and put all her clothes away. When she heard a lot of draws opening and closing, Lanie walked down the hallway to Kate's room.

"Everything alright?" Lanie asked as she walked in. Kate sighed and pointed to the basket in the corner of the room

"I need to do laundry," Kate sighed at the over flowing basket of clothes. Lanie couldn't help but smirk. The man was a genius.

"It's fine. We're only having a lounge night right?"

"Yeah I guess you're right," Kate conceded as she pulled a pair of sweatpants out. Together the two friends spent the night watching old movies and relaxing. temporarily forgetting what transpired earlier that day.


"Daddy?"

Rick let out a small sigh before bending down to Emma's height. "Yes princess?"

"Where Mommy?" Emma asked looking behind him.

Rick let out a sigh as he sat down on the couch with Emma. "Mommy's working," He said with a small smile. "It's just going to be you and me for a few days. Hey! Do you want to watch a movie?"

"Yeah!" Emma cheered as she climbed down and went into Rick's office ready to watch a movie. Rick followed closely behind. He knew Emma understood Kate sometimes worked late and wouldn't be home. He just hoped that it really did last just a few days.


Kate looked around her empty apartment. It had been two days since she was released from the hospital. Lanie had come to check on her every night. At first it bothered Kate but she knew her friend was worried.

Montgomery had suggested she take the week off. She didn't mind really. Trying to remember everything has been an exhausting process. There were many pieces of her life that she knew were still missing. She tried to focus on them but every time she came close to remembering, her mind went blank leaving nothing behind.

Looking at the clock she sighed. Lanie was going to be there soon. They were going to go to one of the clubs they have been putting off. The door opening interrupted her thoughts.

"Girl I thought you'd be ready by now," Lanie sighed as her keys hung from her hand.

"Almost," Kate stole a glance at the clock. "Ten minutes? Time me." At eight minutes Kate emerged from her bedroom in a short black dress. "Ready?"

"You know I oughtta smack you for looking that good," Lanie laughed.

"Just making myself feel good," Kate said with a wink.

Kate sat at the bar and watched Lanie out on the dance floor. This seemed like a good idea at the time. But the guilt she felt with every guy that offered to buy her a drink was starting to be too much for her to handle. Kate didn't understand it. She felt someone sit next to her. Her instincts told her it was Lanie.

"What's wrong hon?

Kate let out a sigh. "Lanie am I seeing someone?"

Lanie taken by surprise almost choked on her drink. "Where did that come from?"

"Lanie I'm serious. I know you aren't supposed to force my memory but this is important."

"Kate I-" Just then Lanie phone rang. "Parish. Uh-huh, alright. Bye." Lanie closed her phone as she stood up and gently covered Kate's hand with her own. "Sorry hon but a body just dropped and Perlmutter's already working a scene."

Kate nodded as her friend left. For a few minutes she just sat at the bar before her phone vibrated. Pulling it out she saw it was a text from Lanie.

We'll talk tomorrow. K?

Kate smiled slightly as she typed back her response before pressing send. She stared at her phone's screen watching as the green arrow switched to a check mark before exiting to the home screen. Almost instantly confusion etched itself onto Kate's face. There was a picture of a small child as the background on her phone. Navigating through her phone, Kate discovered tons of pictures of the same little girl. Some with the girl alone and some of them together. There were even some pictures of her with a ruggedly handsome guy. Whoever these people were, they obviously knew her well.

Kate closed the pictures on her phone and went back to the main screen. What else would she be able to figure out about her life from this piece of technology?

A/N: I'm not sure if Kate's phone (the Palm Pre) really works like that. I'm going entirely by memory of my ex's Palm Pre but I only texted on it once. Sorry if how I described it is wrong.