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This fanfic is dedicated to QueenStanatic on Twitter. Thank you so much for all of your continuous love and support! And thanks for giving me this idea! This story is for you! You're the best!
(Entire story takes place January to September 2014 and They are married in this fic)
Disclaimer: Castle is not mine :/
January 23rd, 2014. (5 weeks)
One early morning in January, the smell of coffee brewing woke Kate up from a deep sleep. Sitting up, she stretched her arms above her head and let out a small grunt when a pop was heard.
Ugh. Kate felt terrible.
She definitely wasn't going into the Precinct today. The past week or so Kate hasn't been feeling well and she's gotten sick a few times now. And Rick was worried about her, he has been waiting on her hand and foot, making sure she was as comfortable as possible. He figured she must've eaten something that just hasn't sat well with her stomach, but she claimed it to be the stomach flu.
That's all it was. Right?
With a sigh Kate climbed out of bed, and made her way to the kitchen to find her husband flipping a few pancakes on the griddle.
"Morning, sleepy head," Rick greeted her with a smile when he felt her lithe arms wrap around his middle. "Feeling any better?"
"A bit, yeah," she answered as she pressed a chaste kiss right between his shoulder blades. "Not one hundred percent, but I'm better."
Well that was good news. She was slowly starting to get back to her old self.
"Breakfast?" Rick had just finished frying the bacon and eggs, and the pancakes were now ready to be served.
She let out a breath, rubbing her belly. "Yeah, I'm starving."
That made Rick chuckle. "Good." He dished two plates, and carried them over to table.
But the minute Kate sat down the want for food decreased, and she felt the sudden urge to...relieve herself.
Oh, not good.
Quickly getting up, and without uttering a word, Kate sprinted to the bathroom and dropped to her knees. When she lifted the toilet seat she threw up immediately. Within seconds she could feel that Rick was by her side, holding back her hair, and rubbing her back in soothing motions.
After a few minutes had passed, Kate stopped and leaned back into Rick's embrace, her heart pounding as her breathing slowly went back to normal. Rick reached up on the counter and produced a wash cloth, wetting it with one hand, he brought back down so she could wipe her mouth. He sighed as he sat down on the floor, pulling her into his lap.
That was the third time in the past week that she's gotten sick. What was going on?
But Kate had a feeling she knew why this was happening, but decided to keep it to herself; she needed to make sure first. She needed to make sure for herself, to ease her anxieties.
"You alright?" Rick questioned, his hand not ceasing as he moved it up and down her back. "That's the third time you've gotten sick, Kate. Are you sure you don't want to go to the doctor? Get everything checked out?"
She took an intake of breath. "I'm sure. I'll be alright."
"Are you positive?"
Kate nodded her head, running a hand through her hair. "Positive."
Rick pressed a kiss to her temple. "Okay, well let's get you to bed then, huh?" He grunted, pulling her up into his arms and carrying her to the bedroom.
This was really happening. She was really doing this.
Kate found herself locked in the bathroom a few hours later, looking at the pregnancy test nervously. Rick was at a meeting with his publicist, so that left Kate alone.
God, this was excruciating.
She had to wait three minutes before she would know if she was pregnant or not. If the test showed a plus sign, then she was pregnant. If it showed a negative sign then she wasn't.
The plastic little stick was mocking her as it sat on the bathroom counter. She paced back and forth, her hands shaking.
She'd had an inkling that she was pregnant the other day. She was over three weeks late and hadn't thought much of it at first, figuring it was just stress at work. But after she'd gotten sick the second time that week, Kate knew something wasn't right. And she definitely knew something was up after this morning. So, as soon as Rick had left about a half an hour ago Kate went to the nearest drug store and bought a pregnancy test.
Now, she was in their bathroom, waiting.
And after thinking about it, she remembered that time in mid-December when they had gotten back to the loft after a really tough case; it was all fury and lust, hands and mouths everywhere. Neither of them were thinking clearly, the need for one another trumping over common sense. How could they have been so reckless?
Well, nothing she could do about that now. All she could was linger.
Glancing at her father's watch, Kate saw she had about a minute and a half left. Her palms were sweating and she wiped them nervously against her pajama bottoms. Her stomach was doing funny things, too, but she wasn't sure if it was because she was agitated or because she needed to throw up…
It could have been both.
Did she really want a baby? Were they even ready to have a baby?
An infant was a big commitment and it meant an end to the life that she knew. She would have to give up time at work for a little bit too as there was no way Gates would let her out on the field pregnant. Hell, Kate wouldn't even want to be out on the field while pregnant. There were just too many risks. Risks she wasn't too keen on taking.
Looking at her watch again, Kate saw that the three minutes were up. Closing her eyes, she willed herself to look. Come on, Kate, you can do this. Just open your eyes and look at the test.
Oh, this was it.
Taking a few deep breaths, Kate slowly opened her eyes and stared at the test.
It was positive.
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