A/N: I thank all useful criticism. However people who leave mean comments and saying how unbelievable the story is can I just remind everyone that it is made up so it doesn't always have to be believable. And if you don't like this story then don't read it.
Disclaimer : Castle is not mine.
Beckett and Castle remained on the sofa in silence for hours, just relishing in each others presence. Kate was taking great comfort in Castle's solid presence and it calmed her greatly. Katherine Beckett is a strong person and does not often take comfort from other people. She often finds comfort from the warmth from a coffee cup, the way a book can take you to so many different places but taking comfort from someone was completely different and she did not like doing it. She hasn't taken comfort from someone since her mothers funeral and her and her dad went to Cooney island together. That was the last time she can remember accepting comfort from someone so easily and here she is 10 years later now excepting comfort from a man she has only known for a few months. There was something about Castle that Beckett found so comforting, maybe it was how the atmosphere in the loft just screamed family or how when Castle was at home he was just a man, a father, an author and a friend. It was so easy for her to see the real him here in his home. She turned to face him and took in his soft features, how relaxed he seemed at home compared to when he was in public or in the precinct. When he was anywhere but the loft you could see the tension in his eyes, his eagerness to impress everyone he came across, his need to be the best he can be and to always have that piece of information that no one else did. But here she could see how calm and relaxed he was.
The third pirates of the Caribbean had just finished and the credits were rolling. Castle stretched his legs out in front of him, his arms above his head and he let out a loud yawn. He turned to her with glistening eyes. She didn't know why but his eyes always seemed to glisten, the deep blue pools were always different shades either baby blue, royal blue or sea blue. His eyes were his best feature she thought, his eyes always held so much truth and promise in them. His eyes allowed her to talk to him easily. As a cop she could read people like a book and when she assessed Castle's behavior there was nothing but goodness in him. She was staring at him again she realized and if she didn't stop soon he was gonna realize. A blush rose to her cheeks as she quickly turned her head away not wanting to be caught by the writer after she has been telling him for weeks that staring was creepy.
"I'm starved do you want Chinese?" He asked her whilst he stood and reached for his phone. He realized her staring throughout the movies but knew she wouldn't want him to call her out on it judging by the subtle blush on her cheeks. He just found her so cute sometimes, not that he would ever tell her that. He was seeing a whole new side to her today and he was loving it, he just wished it was under better circumstances, he hated seeing her like this but on the other hand it was allowing them to become closer 'strictly platonic' he told himself. He was not the guy everybody thought he was and he was thankful that she knew this.
"I could eat something" Kate replied shyly.
Castle ordered the food and then came back to stand in front of her on the sofa. He held his hands out for her to help her stand up. He took her hand and took her to the kitchen where he indicated for her to sit in a bar stool.
"I wonder who's stuff it was they inseminated me with" She said just as he turned around.
"Maybe it's batman or it could be Ben from Starbucks" He said and when she shot him a glare he continued "Could you imagine your future child being half batman" He gasped suddenly, bringing his hands up to his mouth"What if you are carrying the child of a CIA agent and it wasn't an accident it was just a plot to create the most bad ass detective ever!" He exclaimed his face going slightly red from excitement. She raised her eyebrows at him and then for the first time that day her lips turned up slightly in the corners.
"Believe what you want Castle but it's more likely to be Ben the barista then a CIA agent"
"Of course it would be a barista with your addiction to coffee" He smirked and she rolled her eyes.
The doorbell rang and Castle rushed to the door to get the food. He bought it to the kitchen counter, putting one pair of th chopsticks it came with in a draw and picked up a fork for Beckett. He had seen her try to use chopsticks before and he found it absolutely adorable how her brow furrowed in frustration, then she would glare at them and the last step would be to through them and sulk. It sounded very unbeckett like but he found it so amusing that the tough as nails detective couldn't master chopsticks.
She smiled when she saw the fork and shortly after her food was gone and she was sitting back with a content smile on her face.
"I had a feeling that today was gonna be a good day, it then quickly turned into one of the worst days of mu life but you Castle, your making it into a good day again despite everything and I hope I will always have you no matter how bad my mood swings are and yes I know I have them and yes they will probably get worse if I do end up to be-" she stopped and gestured to her stomach "but I'm really grateful to have you in my life." She finished smiling at him.
He smiled at her "Always Kate" he replied. She yawned, he knew she must be exhausted after the day she had. "If you want there is the spare bedroom upstairs if you want to take a nap." She smiled gratefully and squeezed his hand as she went up the staires towards the spare bedroom.