Disclaimer: Yeah, all I own is Houghton.
A/N: This is set in the year 2013, but other than Beckett and Castle dating, it really doesn't go with the story line of the show, except for what we know already from past seasons. It has NOTHING to do with Season Six because I'm not a fan of spoilers.
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Kate and her father Jim stepped inside of Remy's and Kate shook the snow off of her coat. Judy, Kate and Castle's regular waitress, smiled at her, "Detective Beckett. What a nice surprise." She looked at Jim then Kate, "Will Mr. Castle be joining you today?"
Kate smiled sweetly, "No Judy. It's just me and my father today. Dad this is Judy. Judy this is Jim Beckett." Jim and Judy shook hands and Judy escorted them to Beckett's usual table and gave them menus to look over. Kate already knew she was going to get her usual, a burger, with fries and a strawberry milkshake. Jim decided on the same thing, except he got an ice water instead. After Judy walked away with their order, Kate looked at Jim, "Dad..."
Jim looked up and saw the uncertainty on her face, "Yes Katie?"
"Dad... I caught a case today and some interesting facts came up. Do you remember about nine or ten years ago you were telling me about a young woman you were with?"
Jim looked at her, "Yes, but what does that have to do with your case?"
"What can you tell me about her?"
"Um... It was a mistake. I was upset and I crossed the line."
"Dad." Kate warned, trying to get him to answer the question she wanted.
"Look... Yes we slept together but other than that it was nothing."
"What did you tell her about me?"
"Wh...? What do you...? How do you know I talked about you?"
Kate sighed, "Answer me first."
"Okay.. I told her about the passing of your mother," At the look of betrayal on her face about him openly sharing about her mother's murder, he quickly continued, "Not any details Katie. Just how she had passed, then Miranda and I..."
Kate swallowed hard and interrupted, "Miranda? Do you know her last name?"
Jim shook his head and continued, "Miranda and I went on to talk about you. And that you were an extremely bright and levelheaded and that if it wasn't for you I would be so lost." Kate blushed a little and looked up as Judy brought them their food and she thanked her and waited for Jim to continue. Jim took a sip of his water, "I told her about how you got your name and she was so fascinated by it. That is it Katie. Now. Answer me. How do you know I talked about you?"
"She is my murder victim, and she had a daughter dad. She's eight. We were talking about about how she got her name. Her last name is Storme, her middle name is Nicole, and her first name... She said her mother told her that her father was a Katharine Houghton Hepburn fan dad. You and mom were fan's of hers that is how I got my name."
"Okay? So what is the child's name?"
"Houghton dad. It's Houghton. And she has an older sister with the name of Houghton. Now how many people do you know that have someone named Houghton in the family?"
Jim went pale at the news Kate was sharing, "Hough... There is no way... I... I cannot raise another child. I would have screwed you up so bad if it would have been just me. I could not have raised you."
Kate shook her head, "So.. if mom would not have been around to help raise me you would not have kept me...?"
"No.. That is not what I meant. You're twisting my words."
Kate was on her way to full blown interrogation mode, "That's what you just said. That if mom would not have been here you could not have raised me."
Jim looked at her, "Katie..."
"No... No Dad." She threw some money down on the table, "I have to go... see Lanie..." She got up and quickly left. She didn't know what was worse. Her dad possibly having another child he didn't want, or the fact that if her mother would have died when she was younger her dad wouldn't have kept her. She worked her Charger out into traffic and made her way to the morgue. Lanie. If anybody could pacify her, other than Castle, it was Lanie.
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Dr. Lanie Parish looked up as she heard the morgue door open, "Hey girl. You look like hell."
"Not now Lanie. What have you found out about my victim?" Kate brushed her hair back, clearly avoiding that she was upset about something.
Lanie looked at her with a questioning glance for a second before continuing, "Well. Other than the icicle in the chest she was a healthy 40-year-old. Speaking of icicle. It wasn't a real one. It was plastic. Almost like a Christmas decoration."
Kate looked at her confused, "Any prints?"
"Really? Do I look like I run prints?"
Kate sighed, "No. What about the weapon? What could have shot a plastic icicle?"
"My guess would be a crossbow of some kind. Not your usual weapon of choice but under the circumstance.." Kate nodded a little, "As far as getting your prints. I did send the icicle up to be ran." Kate nodded again. "So... Spill it girl. What is bothering you? And do not tell me nothing, because I know you better than that, Was it Writer Boy? Is that why he isn't with you? Do I need to send Javi after him?"
Kate smirked a little, "Whoa calm down Lanie. It wasn't Castle believe it or not. He's not with me because he's at the loft with Alexis and Houghton. I put them under police protection until we solve this. We think Houghton was the target not her mother."
"Okay. So stop stalling then. What is bothering you?"
Kate took a deep breath and pushed her hair back and looked down, "He slept around Lanie..."
"CASTLE?!"
Kate jumped and looked up at her, "What? No! My... My dad... after my mom died.. He slept around.." She looked back down with the sympathetic look on Lanie's face, "I know. I know. He didn't exactly sleep around but..."
"But you still feel betrayed because he was supposed to love your mom and he still wears his wedding band." Kate nodded a little. "Why do I get the feeling there is more to this story?"
"Because there is... The lady was Houghton's mom and the reason Houghton got her first name was the same reason I got my middle name..."
"You think she's your sister?"
"Well yeah... I mean we kind of look a like and some of our mannerisms are the same. How do I find out?"
"Well... its not ethical but you get me a sample of her DNA and I will personally run it against yours."
"You'll get in trouble."
"Girl I'ma smack you. Do you think I care about that? You're my friend. I would do anything for you."
Kate smiled, "Thanks Lanie. You're the best."
"You know it, girl." She smiled and patted her shoulder, "You've had a rough day. Go home, relax in a nice hot bath, drink some wine. Or better yet. Go see Castle. Does he know?"
"Not yet, no."
"Well.. you two promised no more secrets. So don't keep this from him."
Kate nodded and hugged her, "Thank you Lanie." She left and went to the loft.