A/N: Sorry for the delay. I got caught up in boys and school. Oopsie! Oh, and the free trail that came with my computer for MSWord expired, sweet! Another thing I have to pay for. Anyway, here you go! BTW, this has not been spell checked because WordPad does not have a spell check. Awesome!
The ride to the precient was unlike any other one before. They smiled, they laughed, it was the awkard silence that it had been for the past couple of days. Pregnancy was really agreeing with Kate, well, so far.
She wasn't ready to go back to work. Sure she had only been away from it for a few hours, but it seemed like a lifetime, and now she was beginning to enjoy her time off. With a baby on the way she knew she would have alot of time off, but not much time to just enjoy the little things, like lunch in bed with Castle.
Castle. She wondered if she and Castle were ready to be a couple, just because she was pregnant. She also believed if she ever had kids, she'd be married and trying to have kids and it would all be a joyious, anticipated event. She didn't believe however, she was ready to be tied down, and probably engaged, knowing Castle and his love for the mothers of his children. There were still many more people she needed to meet.
Maybe pregnancy made her a good multi-tasker. The entire time she was talking to Castle about how excited she was to have a baby and be a mom and how much she enjoyed being with him, she thought about what she really wanted in life. Did she want to be married to Castle? Did she want to have a baby? Either way, she was going to have the last one, whether she wanted, or was ready for it.
She was almost relieved when they came to the precient. As they found their way to their floor from the garage, Castle interlocked their fingers. Was she ready for all of this? She didn't know whether to accept his gesture or pull away. He was, after all the man she figured was the father of her child, and he believed he was without a quesiton, but even if he was the baby's father, did she want to be with him? Or would it break his heart?
Caught off guard, she ultimatley decided to pull away. Sure they had slept together, once, and now they were possibly expecting a child, but it didn't mean they had to jump into something right away. While holding hands did not equal a relationship, she wasn't ready for it, because she knew it would mean to Castle, that she was.
In the elvator, she was surprised when he didn't break the now lurking silence. She didn't know when they became silent, when the conversation stopped, but at some point in time it did.
The short trip on the elevator gave her time to make her decision. She had to tell Castle soon that the baby might not be his. Sure she was three weeks pregnant, but what neither Castle nor Lanie, or anyone else but she and Will knew, was that he had came to see her just days before she slept with Castle.
Now the question was when to tell him? Tell him at work and face him leaving and she having to answer all the questions about it and admit that she was pregnant? Or tell him alone where he could realize his feelings? The consquence of the first idea was enough to have her make up her mind on the spot. Tonight, she would tell him the truth.
"Hey Beckett!" Esposito said, pulling her out of her thoughts.
"Hey, whata got for me?" She asked in return. She was tempted to say us, but something told her not too. They weren't "us" yet, "they" were not "we", they were Beckett and Castle, partners fighting crime.
"Male, late 50s, get this, beat to death, with a small, light weight object." Ryan informed her.
"Yea, probably something like a phone Lanie says." Esposito chimed in.
The entire gang was slowly playing in their head how someone could do that. It didn't seam possible. It would be too easy for the person to fight back.
"Lanie think there was anything in his system?" Beckett asked. It didn't seem possible for a person to be beat to death with a phone and not show any signs of a struggle.
"Lanie said it will take a couple of weeks for the toxicology reports, but more than likely there will be." Ryan informed her and offered his opinion.
"Do we have an ID on the vic?" Beckett asked.
"Yea a Mr. Mark Daniels. We already talked to his wife." Esposito told her.
"Then what do you need me for?" She asked. Oh the mood swings. She went from perfectly fine to furious in a matter of milliseconds.
"Well you are a homicide dective..." Esposito reminded her.
"And you like the weird ones." Ryan added with a odd smirk directly after Esposito before Kate coupld butt in, almost as if they had planned it that way.
Kate just rolled her eyes. Did they really just call her in when she asked for the rest of the day off because some guy got murdered in a real way? She was really going to have to have a talk with Montgomery about this.
Just then, all of that apple sauce and tomatoes began to catch up with her, and her stomach and them didn't get along very well.
"Guys," She said somewhat slowly, her color changing. "I'll be right back." She then nearly ran to the closest bathroom.
Castle new immediatly what happened. Morning sickness, well in Kate's case, all day sickness. Deep fried twenkie had the same problem with Alexis, that when Castle new the baby was a girl.
He was too caught up in his thoughts to even begin to notice the looks Ryan and Esposito were giving each other, and then changing from Beckett's direction to Castle. Finally, Ryan had to speak up, all of this was way too awkard.
"Castle!" He nearly yelled easily pulling Castle out of his thoughts.
"What?" He replied nearly jumping.
"What's up with Beckett?" Esposito asked. Now Castle could see why Kate could easily believe they practiced everything they were going to say days before they said it.
"Ugh..." She didn't want them to know, not yet, not ever if she could, and whether she told him that or not, he had to keep this a secret. "I... don't know." He didn't sound clueless at all.
Ryan and Esposito looked at each other, another thing they did in sync. If Castle wouldn't tell them, they would find out one way or another. Kate was like their little sister, even if she was older, they were there to protect her, even if she didn't want to admit it.