When Beckett woke the next morning, Castle was already gone. She must have slept later than she thought, because the light pouring in through the cracks in the blind were brighter than usual. She pulled herself away from the warm comforter and padded to the door. She could smell coffee brewing.
When she opened the door, Hudson was crawling around, playing with his toys. When he saw her, he smiled. She went over to him, and he gripped onto her pants, trying to pull himself up. When he was standing, he looked up at her and tried his best at "Mama." He reached out one hand for her.
She scooped him up, moving him to one hip. "Good morning, sweet boy. Let's go see daddy." She kissed his little hand and made her way out of Hudson's room and into the kitchen.