A/N: Special thanks to Jo ( fan1bsb97) & Janna.

Disclaimer: I do not own Castle or any of its characters. I wish!

Chapter 10

Wait, what? Ryan's words left her in complete disbelief. How could he be dead? There were no clues…no trace of him. He disappeared without a speck of evidence and he showed up dead? She needed to see it for herself. Words would not be enough this time. She knew that Ryan and Esposito wanted Tyson too, but no one wanted them as much as Castle and herself…no one. "I'm coming there. I need to see it…" Ryan spouted off the address, causing her to jump from her bed. She quickly threw on a pair of yoga pants and a lightweight, off the shoulder sweater. Beckett wasn't on duty today, so it didn't matter that she wasn't dressing the part of Detective Beckett. Right now she was just Kate, concerned citizen, concerned about the safety of her friends and family. She kissed Castle's forehead before she walked out of the room. Looking back at his sleeping form, she silently promised him that she would make sure this nightmare was over.

The sun had yet to rise at the early morning hour while she rushed to find the crime scene. A sinking feeling remained in the pit of her stomach…paranoia creeping in causing her to look over her shoulder every so often as she approached the yellow tape. She felt like someone was watching her. Shrugging off the feeling, she placed a hand on her gun just for reassurance and crossed into the crime scene. Esposito and Ryan were standing next to a couple of other cops and Lanie; all staring at the body on the ground. Pausing for a moment, Beckett took a deep breath and walked up to her partners.

"Espo…" her voice was almost a whisper as she took a good look at the body for the first time. Son of a bitch. It was Tyson. Dressed in the same clothing that he wore the last time she encountered him; the time he taunted her, after he nearly beat Castle to death. And now, she was staring down at his miserable, lifeless body. A small smile formed on her lips. It was over. "So how'd it happen?"

"Ligature marks point to strangulation… kind of poetic if you ask me." Lanie smirked at her friend. True it was a crime scene and usually there was a level of respect around the dead body, but not this time. Tyson deserved no respect. He deserved so much worse than just a simple strangulation.

"Hmm…when? I mean, time of death?" Kate still wasn't thinking straight, this seemed to all be happening too fast and too slow at the same time.

"We're putting time of death at around midnight to 2 am, but I won't know for sure until we get him back to the morgue." Beckett stared at Tyson's face; it was him, it had to be. But the feeling in the pit of her stomach returned. This was all to good to be true and maybe that was the problem. Maybe with the way their luck had been in recent days, this fortunate event just wasn't sitting well with her.

"Guys, I know this is crazy, but we're sure it's him, right? He's gone for good…he needs to be gone for good." Ryan gave her a sympathetic look. She was never this unsure. Though she was never one to believe in the impossible; lately they'd encountered the most insane string of events. She didn't believe anything was real anymore, not until she had seen the evidence in black and white. Scientific proof that, Jerry Tyson was dead and out of their lives forever.

"Kate, I promise I will run every test possible to ensure that this is Tyson. The real Tyson." Lanie laid a reassuring hand on her friend's shoulder and gave her a small smile. Beckett hated that everyone seemed to be treating her with kid gloves, but the truth of the matter was….it was almost necessary. This maniac almost killed her fiancé and he messed with people she cared about. She was definitely on the brink of a mental breakdown. "We have a little back up at the lab so it may be a day or so until we have everything back, but I'll try to get it rushed as much as possible."

"Thanks Lane…I appreciate it." It was overkill, she told herself. Looking down at his body once more, focusing on his face, he was gone. It was him. She didn't know who killed the bastard, but part of her wanted to shake the murderer's hand while the other part wanted to punch them in the gut for robbing her of the opportunity to do it herself. However, she wasn't a murderer…she enforced the law, but this was one case she would be unable to help solve. She'd leave that to her friends…her team…her partners.

Gates walked up behind her from almost nowhere. Kate had no idea that she was even at the scene, but with a body drop this important, she could understand why. "Detective, I want you to take a week off at least. We will handle things while you and Mr. Castle get your lives back in order." She smiled at her detective, one that Kate returned as well.

"Thank you, sir. I think it's definitely needed." Beckett discussed some final details with her coworkers before heading back to her car. She couldn't wait to tell Castle. Their family was going to be okay. They were safe.

A couple days had passed since they were home from the hospital with both Castle and Beckett trying to get back to normal. Of course Castle still had a couple broken ribs and some bruises that marred him, but overall they were trying to keep their spirits up. The only thing that was nagging at Beckett was Castle refusing to talk about his abduction or Tyson. He didn't even open up much to Kate about Tyson's murder. Frankly he didn't really acknowledge it at all. It was almost like he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. He was going to start physical therapy next week along with talking to a psychologist about the entire situation.

After basically secluding themselves in the loft for the last couple days, Castle started to get stir crazy. He finally convinced Kate to get out of their little bubble, so all morning they were walking around town, hand in hand, enjoying each other. The weight of their situation was lifting slowly, but the physical scars still weighed them down. Castle couldn't move as quickly as was normal for them nor could he walk as long, but that didn't damper things. They window shopped around town, peeking their heads in at baby boutiques. Castle already couldn't stop talking about all the things he couldn't wait to do with their baby or buy for him or her. The love they felt for one another was apparent by every passer-by.

"Castle, we don't even know what we're having yet. We can't start shopping…" She was grinning from ear to ear at her adorable, child-like fiancé. It was getting hard to prevent him from buying out the shops.

"I understand that, but certain things are uni-sex. And just look at these tiny little shoes!" Beckett rolled her eyes and giggled at him, just strolling through the store. You would think he was the woman by how excited he was about this baby! Not that she wasn't ecstatic; she just had a more reserved way of showing it. She gently touched some of the items as she walked through, imagining their little one wearing the outfit or cuddled in the blanket. The idea of babies never appealed to her, until it was the idea of babies with him.

They walked through a couple more stores before Beckett could finally see the fatigue set in on Castle. She knew better than to suggest that he was tired, so instead she distracted him with the idea of picking up some ice cream to eat at home. Ice cream always worked.

Balancing the bags with the ice cream sundae supplies in her arms, she walked toward their front door with Castle trailing behind her. Her phone started to buzz in her pocket when she noticed a brown envelope leaning against their door with their names written on the front. "Castle can you grab that? I need to answer this….Beckett…" She sounded kind of out of breath, but luckily he grabbed one of the bags from her after he opened the door. She refused to let him carry anything, but from the door to the counter would be acceptable.

"Hey…so I have news…" Esposito started hesitantly and then paused. Kate absent-mindedly balanced her cell between her ear and shoulder so she could use both hands to put away the ice cream. She looked over at Castle who seemed to be transfixed with the envelope.

"Open it…" She whispered to him. "Sorry Javi, what is it."

"Beckett, we got the results back from the lab about Tyson. Without a doubt, that body was not him…."

"What!" Her hands started to shake and the room started to spin. She quickly found a stool at the kitchen bar to sit down on. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, positive. Looks like this is another Dr. Nieman designer clone…" Then it hit her, what Tyson said in that room. Tyson had her help him with some additional items…this was it. He had her make someone look like him. A shiver ran through her body without her knowledge. The other shoe…the one both her and Castle were waiting to drop….it came crashing down.

"He was wearing the same clothes, Espo…that was the same man. I could've sworn it."

"It very well could've been the same person, Beckett. The clothes he was wearing had Castle's blood on them…unfortunately…he could be anywhere, and at this point, he could look like anyone…"

"No…no this can't be happening…" Her stomach twisted in a knot and she needed to get to the closest bathroom. The phone slipped from her hand and she sprinted to the bathroom. She heard Castle stumble after her, as she proceeded to empty the contents of her stomach into the bowl. He bent down gently to rub her back and placed a kiss into her curly brown hair that he brushed out of her face. "It wasn't him…he's still out there…" She choked back a sob as she turned toward the concerned look on her fiancé's face.

"I know…" His face fell as he held up the brown envelope that hadn't left his grasp since walking through the door.

"You know? How?" Slowly he opened up the envelope and pulled out a single piece of paper. Beckett wiped off her mouth and sat down onto the floor.

"Because of this…" His eyes closed as he handed her the paper. Her ultrasound picture. She frantically looked up at Castle, before she turned the image over where she noticed some words scribbled on the back…

"Congrats to Mom and Dad…See you soon…T"

Oh God…

The End…

A/N pt 2: There you have it. The story I set out to tell...Thank you for all your support with this fic. I can't believe I actually wrote one from start to finish. That being said, obviously I have further ideas on this version of Castle and Beckett and I am writing a sequel called "If You Want The Happy Ending". I'm also brainstorming on some other ideas right now as well. So thank you so much for everything! Let me know what you think! :)