Valentine's Day

Besides Christmas, this was his favorite holiday. Even though some claimed it to be just a day that greeting cards made up and was just an excuse for people to buy flowers, he loved it. He loved it even more now that he had Kate in his life. It was their fourth Valentine's Day together. He wasn't going to do anything too fancy, considering that he knew she didn't really care for it when he went overboard. Kate was a simple girl and while she did enjoy the expensive gifts he got her, she didn't want one everyday and she would be very happy if he had made her a handmade gift. He thought about doing that, but he went with the earrings that he had seen her eyeing last week when they were walking in Manhattan.

Another reason why they were taking it easy was because Kate wasn't feeling that great the past few days. She had felt nauseous and tired, so he didn't want to do anything too crazy. Instead, he was going to make his wife breakfast in bed, maybe have some fun in the shower, getting lunch at their favorite comfort food truck, shopping in Manhattan (where he was going to bring her into the store and pick up those earrings for her), hot chocolate as they walked central park, and then a romantic dinner.

He wasn't sure what Kate would be in the mood for, but he made her french toast with some bacon. He, of course, made her some coffee to go with it. He made a cup for himself and some food for him as well, that way he could join her in bed. He looked at the time and made his way to the front door. Just as he opened it, the man delivering the flowers was just about to knock. He was glad that he prevented that, since he didn't want Kate to wake up just yet.

"Good timing. Thank you." He paid the guy and put the flowers in a vase. He brought them to their bedroom first, then brought the food in. He placed the tray down on the side table and then proceeded to wake his wife up. He pressed soft kisses to her skin. "Kate, it's time to wake up." He laughed when she grumbled. "Your breakfast and coffee is going to get cold."

She opened one of her eyes, looking to make sure that there was actually coffee and breakfast. There was, so she opened her other eye. She moved her hands up to her eyes, getting rid of the sleep and waking herself up a bit more. "What time is it?"

"8am."

She groaned again. "Castle, why so early?"

"Cause we have a big day today, my love." He pressed a kiss to her lips. "Good morning."

"Morning." She sat up and he moved the tray, so it was where they both could reach. "Castle, when did you have the time to get me flowers?"

"I had them delivered just a few minutes ago. You like them?"

"They're perfect."

He handed her her coffee mug and clinked hers with his. "Happy Valentine's Day." He took a sip of his coffee, but he noticed that she didn't. "Not in the mood for coffee?"

"No, I would love to have it, but I can't."

"Is it going to make you sick?"

"No, Castle, it's because of the caffeine in it."

"That's kind of the point of coffee, sweetheart."

She smiled and took his hand in his. "I know, but it's not good for the baby."

His eyes widened. He was glad he wasn't eating or else he would have chocked on his food. "Baby?"

She nodded. "Rick, we're pregnant. That's why I've been feeling sick. I went to the doctor during my lunch hour yesterday and she called me when you were in the shower last night. I wanted to tell you, but I figured that this would be the perfect Valentine's Day gift...at least I hope it is."

"Are you kidding?! This is the best gift I could have ever gotten!" He leaned in and kissed her, letting her know how much he loved her, loved their baby, how happy he was, and so much more.

She smiled against his lips, once the kiss was broken, glad that he was happy about their new addition. "I'm glad you're happy."

"Happy doesn't even come close to what I'm feeling. Amazingly happy, comes closer, but still doesn't give it justice." He leaned in to place another kiss to her lips. "Do you want that decafe coffee?"

She smiled. "No, that's okay. I'll just have some orange juice."

"I'll be back." He pressed another kiss to her lips before he got up from their bed and headed into the kitchen. He got a glass for her and poured a generous amount of orange juice into it. He came back into their bedroom and handed her the glass before getting into bed.

"Thank you, for not just the orange juice, but for breakfast."

"You're welcome, but you definitely don't have to thank me." As they ate their breakfast, Castle couldn't help but think of what their life was going to be like now with a baby on the way. He couldn't wait to meet their son or daughter. "When's your first doctor's appointment?"

"Friday."

"I'll cancel my meeting with Paula."

"Castle, you don't..."

"Kate, this is our baby. I am going to be there for every appointment, for every craving you have, for everything in between now and when you go into labor. And I'll still be there once our baby is in this world. You can't get rid of me, sweetheart."

She smiled and it was her turn to press a kiss to his lips. "Happy Valentine's Day."

"Happy Valentine's Day."