A/N: Ever watched private practice? Well, I kind of got this idea from that. More on an authors note after this long awaited chapter. Guys, please be aware that there could be a major trigger warning if you are affected by things such as pregnancys and babies and such (and I mean in a not so good death way). I really don't want to trigger anyone, so please don't read if you could be triggered. I love you all, and if you ever need to talk, I'm here. Xx By the way, I don't know medical stuff, really :/ and I don't own Castle even though I WISH I DID J
The apartment they walked into was nicely furbished, expensive arm chairs that even Castle eyed with jealousy, because they were nicer than those he had at his loft. It was a penthouse apartment, at the very top, and from all the elegant decors, was probably worth quite a bit.
However, it would have looked a lot nicer. That is, if there wasn't a body in the middle of the kitchen Island. There she lied, sprawled, her once hugely pregnant belly torn open. There was no baby in sight, however, and this mother's eyes were closed tight to the world. Both Katherine Beckett and Richard Castle found themselves frozen at the spot. They had never seen anything like this, and given the topic at dinner, this just felt even more of a sickening sight.
Across the room, Kevin Ryan couldn't even look at the body. It reminded him too much of his baby and his wife. Instead, he had his back to the body, and was asking the maid questions, wondering to himself how anything like this could ever happen, "Ms. Quiten, who else had keys to the apartment?"
Hearing questions shook Kate out of her shock. She had a job to do. She looked over at Lanie, who was standing next to the body. "What have we got, Lanie?" She had to choke back the fact that some part of her really didn't want to know, that she honestly wished they had never walked into the penthouse at all. She wished she had let Castle mope around at home, she wished she had moped around with him. Unfortunately, that wasn't in her job description.
Although the question wasn't addressed to him, hearing the sound of Beckett's voice caused Kevin Ryan to turn around, careful to only look at Beckett and not the body in front of him, "Margaret Voik. Wife of the head of the Varmont corporation. 25."
"She was 8 and a half months pregnant." Lanie said.
"And how did she die?" Beckett asked, afraid of the answer, even though she believed that she knew it.
"The baby was cut out of her, it seems, though quite sloppily I might add." Lanie had already looked over the body and the gaping hole in the woman's stomach. Lanie looked past Beckett and at Castle, who was still standing as still as a statue. " Castle? You okay? You look like you've never seen a dead body before."
Castle snapped out of it, finally,"Fine, just…."
"Dad thing?" Kevin asked.
"Exactly." Castle said, glad he didn't suspect it was anything else. He was not planning on telling them anytime soon that his daughter was pregnant. It just wasn't going to happen.
Ryan patted him on the back, thinking that he could relate to Castle, not knowing that Castle had an entire other reason for being freaked out.
A/N: And that's all she wrote folks, or I wrote, tonight, anyway. You can find me here, on wattpad (ElizabethAshes), on tumblr (notalonedarling), and on Instagram and twitter (ashesunbroken). I love you all :3 Now I'm gonna go eat pizza and watch new girl then sleep.