A/N: T-Minus 44 minutes until Castle! Think I can write a few more chapters in that time? I sure hope so.
"Hey Katie!" He greeted her when she opened the door.
"Hey Castle!" She replied with a giggle.
"I missed you!" He replied frisky and pulled her into his arms for the deepest kiss the two had experienced together.
She didn't know if she was ready for it, even if it was what she wanted, but she kissed him back, secretly not wanting it to end.
"You ready babe?" She asked smiling up at him after they some how pulled away at the same time.
"Of course." He answered leaning his head down to kiss her again.
She was surprised when he carried her purse for her, and the slight of him modeling her solid brown bag at the bottom of the apartment building stairs cause her to nearly die, laughing. When he finally stopped modeling he offered her his hand with a smile, and she gladily accepted, as he continued to carry her bag.
Kate always drove. She wasn't a big fan of letting Castle drive her car, but she was more than happy to see his car, the little Porsche that he would probably have to replace if this baby was in fact his.
It was a warm night, and she was extremely comfortable in her tee and jeans. She was glad Castle didn't like convertibles, she knew why, it messed with his hair, she had already heard all about it when he was buying it. 'I'd love a Porsche convertible but it's too girly and would mess up my hair.' She said to herself in a Castle like voice.
He wondered why it was that his car just screamed writer to her. It fit his personality great.
He opened the passenger side door for her and it reminded her, chivery wasn't dead. It also reminded how scared she was to tell him.
As they began to drive, she was surprised when he took her hand, and placed it under his on the gear shift. Another peel of the Beckett onion, she could drive a stick, but of course she wouldn't let him know. As they were driving, she began to look down and rub her belly. He was too focused on the road to notice. Maybe she was excited to have this baby. Being home tonight made her realize that. She would finally have something to come home to, something to leave work for, even if it was a screaming baby.
What was she going to name this screaming, pooping, bundle of joy? She thought about naming it after her mother, but figured it would bring up too many memories. She figured if it was a boy she would name it after her father in some way, after all he had been through, what they had been through together, it was the least she could do.
She didn't notice how long she had been wrapped up in her thoughts, but Castle had. He slowly pulled up to the valet, but not enough to jerk her too much, he didn't want too hurt her, and tonight he wasn't going to show off.
Finally, after it hit her that they were sitting still, she was pulled out of her thoughts.
"Oh, Castle I'm sorry!" She laughed it off.
"It's ok, beautiful." He told her with a sweet smile. Before she could do anything else, he got out of the car and helped her out her side. He was so sweet sometimes.
He tossed the valet her keys and held out his arm for her. She took it once again and he led her to their resturant.
She wasn't a fan of PDA, but during the short wait for their table, she and Castle had their arms wrapped around each other sharing a few, brief, kisses. When they finally got to their table she knew what she had to do, and over their lovely dinner, she did.
"Castle, there's something I need to tell you." She said after sipping a drink of her wine. She probably shouldn't have it, but she chose the one with the smallest alcohol content, it was one glasses, it shouldn't do too much harm.
"What babe?" He asked looking up from his lobster.
"The baby might not be yours." She told him, feeling the tears begin to sting her eyes.
His heart sank. He already loved this baby with all his heart. How could it not be his? He feel silent for a few minutes, not noticing how much it was tearing Kate apart.
"What?" He question more aloud more than he meant as an actual question.
"There's a great chance it's yours, but it might be Wills." She told him tears streaming down her face.
"Oh my god." He said under his breath.
Kate couldn't stand to see him broken like this. She got up and went to the resturant to try and dry her tears. It took a while but when she finally managed it do it, she returned to find Castle still in shock as to what he had just heard.
They finished their dinner and drove back to her apartment in an awkard silence. She knew she screwed up.
It seemed like forever before they made it to her apartment building. He didn't open the door for her. He did walk her up to her apartment though. Whether this baby was his or not, he still cared about Kate and it, and wanted to make sure they both made it home safely.
She unlocked the door not expecting to be pulled into Castle's embrace when she turned back around. He could feel her tears on his neck, and that's when he knew he was going to be by her side despite if he was the father or not. He should have told her that.
He couldn't see Kate cry any longer. He placed a soft, light kiss on the top of her forehead, and walked away.
She was alone, something she usually loved. As she closed the door behind her, she slid down the wall and sank down to the floor. She was scared, she was weak, she was alone.