Frozen Love (A Castle Fanfiction)

Their Whole World

"Castle, could you please stop talking about it," I told him as we sat in the doctor's office waiting for my OB. He wouldn't stop talking about what had happened yesterday in Gates' office. Seriously, the shock over came him yesterday, but I was so thrilled I couldn't blame him. But at least last night he wasn't talking about it constantly. Now he just continued to go on and on and on about how that was completely insane. He couldn't figure out why she hadn't gotten rid of him. He couldn't figure out why she'd simply asked for a bit more professional behavior in the work place. Was she just warming up to the thought of a writer playing cop? Was she on some kind of medication that was making her loopy?

"I mean, she hates me. You and I both know she hates me. She could have gotten rid of me no questions asked. So why didn't she?" Castle asked looking at me for a theory.

I was laying back in a chair waiting for my doctor. I didn't want to think about anything but the baby. "I don't know, Castle. But I'm kind of focused on something else right now. It's a little something I like to call our baby."

"Right," Rick replied, snapping back to reality. "Sorry. I just- I'm stunned and I don't understand."

Just to get him to shut up, I said, "Maybe it was fate. Or maybe it's a mystery that you'll never solve. But does it really matter? I mean, is it so important for you to know why you get to stay as long as you get to stay?"

He bobbled his head. "I guess not." Even still, he looked depressed and puzzled.

"Castle, could you try to look happy? Your fiance is holding your hand and you and she are about to find out if the baby she's carrying, your baby, is a boy or a girl. I'd love to be able to see you smile about that." I know I was being pushy, but I really didn't want to be thinking about Gates when I could be thinking about Rick. Besides, while he was talking, I couldn't relax. And while I couldn't relax, I couldn't feel the baby moving.

He looked at me for a second, pleasure wisping a smile to his lips and he apologized. "I'm sorry, you're right. I should be focusing on you and the baby, not on Gates."

"Thank you," I replied. "Hey, babe?"

"Yeah?"

"So, Castle. Final guess. Is it a boy or a girl?" We'd both gone back and forth. For a while I was stuck on her being a girl, but now I just couldn't decide. At the moment I was leaning toward him being a boy, but I really just didn't care that much. As long as the baby was healthy and strong and his or her heart was beating, I didn't care. "I'm going with a boy."

"Really?" Castle asked. "Well, Meredith and I both thought Alexis was going to be a boy, so I'm going to guess a girl this time. Maybe I will get it right this time."

As soon as he was done, a knocking came at the door and it opened. Dr. McKayla Price was the best OB in the city, according to Rick. She and he were college buddies while she dated his roommate and he dated her sister for like three minutes. They stayed in touch while Meredith and he were still together and now here we here. Don't get me wrong, I liked her as a doctor and so far I'd had absolutely no problem with her, it just seemed to me that she sometimes played the same games with me that ex-girlfriends played.

"Hello Kate, Ricky, how are you both doing today?" she asked as she came in and set down my chart.

As she gloved her hands and read the papers, Castle replied, "We're doing alright. We're just very anxious to find out if we're having a boy or a girl."

She smiled, "I see you're still avoiding using "it" as a pronoun." This was something Castle had had to explain to her since I didn't quite understand why he was having us do this in the first place. He said something like the word "it" always made him feel like this was Alien and some strange creature from another planet was going to burst out of me at any minute. I did as he asked, but it was hard.

"Alright, so Miss Beckett, you're seventeen weeks along. Have you felt any movements from the baby yet?"

"Some," I said, "when I'm sitting still on the couch at home or at my desk at work. But it's all been very weak. Is that- that's normal, right? I mean, because it's still kind of early in the pregnancy. It's kind of normal, right?"

The woman calmingly smiled and assured me, "Yes, detective. It's all very normal. In less than a month you'll probably be feeling the baby move a lot more and you'll wish you could go back to the occasional gentle sways."

My delight grew, "I can't wait."

"Well then, shall we get started?" the woman asked, taking the chair from the desk and rolling it to the end of the bed. "Alright Kate, if I could have you lift up your shirt, we'll see how the little one is doing." I did as she asked and lifted the cloth off my swollen belly. She pulled out the wand and gel and began scanning my stomach for an image of the baby. Brick slid closer to me, gliding himself toward the bed, grasping my hand as tightly as tightly as he could with both hands. Finally, the picture of the baby came up and I could see every inch of perfection Rick and I had made. I'd seen it all before, I'd seen our little darling resting inside me in the images before, but every time I saw the baby, everything was new again.

Dr. Price looked between us and smiled, asking, "Would you like to hear your son's heart beat?"

"He's a boy?" I asked, completely filled by a love that seemed too real to have been for such a short period. The woman nodded. My heart was absolutely full at the thought of this. A little bitty boy crawling around the house, smiling and laughing. I could see him playing catch with Castle at the park when he turned five and going to comic book stores and spending the day racing remote control cars and playing videogames. Rick and I would be able to show him all the old monster movies we loved and go play lazer tag on the weekends.

It would be absolutely perfect.

When she turned on the sound, we listened to his heart beat filling the air. I could hear him living, thriving, growing inside me. He moved a bit on the screen and I felt it within my core.Every breath I took fueled him. Every movement I made he felt and followed. Every sound I made I was sure he could hear. He was living, breathing and surviving within me and he was the only thing keeping me absolutely sane, putting me in the right place, keeping me from running from the relationship I formed. He was my whole world without even having to say one word.