Kate Beckett (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} katebex) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} toboldlyrpg,@ 2018-02-11 19:03:00 |
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WHEN: 226502.12
WHERE: Their quarters
RATING: Should be pretty low
STATUS: Ongoing
SUMMARY: It's time to make a few solid plans for what comes next.
WARNINGS: Negative.
In the 18 hours or so since Peggy's announcement, the atmosphere in the traveler's quarters had changed. Maybe it was merely the lack of worry and anxiousness on Kate's part, but she thought that everyone seemed to be smiling a little more, laughing a little easier when she had seen them in the mess hall or along the corridors of the Enterprise.
Even the traveler's who were going home seemed happy for some sort of resolution.
For her, there had never really been a decision. She was pregnant, she and Castle had decided with their decision to start a family here and now that they were effectively giving up their life together at home though, she could admit, so much of their decision had happened because neither of them had expected the chance to ever go home would be given to them. But even so, she didn't regret it. At just 15 weeks pregnant, Kate already loved her child with a fierceness that would have led her to drastic measures if Starfleet had insisted on sending all of them back to their home worlds.
Pressing her key card to the door to her living quarters, Kate waited for the retractable door to withdraw before she stepped inside. The collection of possessions she and Castle had collected on their year living on the Enterprise was pretty small but she still wasn't thrilled with the idea of packing all of it up and hauling it to Earth with them.
But boy was she happy for the opportunity to get off a spaceship permanently.
"Hey Castle," she called, sliding her card back into her pocket even as she tightened her hold on the small envelope in her other hand. "You busy?" She figured he was probably writing, or procrastinating, but you could really never tell.