Never grow up.
Summary: Anything could change in the blink of an eye. Little did Castle know his whole world would be turned upside down? What lengths does he go through to save a loved one?
A/N: I know, this has to be my first Multi-parter (and update) in what feels like years! I've had a pretty crazy school year with camping, musical practice and loads of other things in between I've hardly got to come up with some inspiration for stories. But this story I wrote back when the 3xK promo was released and had everyone minds thinking it was in fact Alexis to be the one who was kidnapped. So I guess what I'm saying is…this story is about: What would happen if it was Alexis who was kidnapped? Keep in mind that I had a few chapters of this written before the episode aired ;)
Disclaimer: I do not own Castle or anything associated. Everything belongs to their rightful owners.
"Mother? MOTHER?" Richard Castle stared at his cell phone in wonder as his mother's voice still swirled around his mind, her croaking voice that had prompted his to answer back as soon as possible. But before he knew it, the line went dead which led him to his later action: To stare at the phone until it spoke back to him. Maybe she needed comforting after Chet's one month anniversary later that week or quite possibly, Gina had driven her up the wall to an extent that she had to get out of the god dammed loft.
"Castle. Are you waiting for the phone to speak back to you?" He glanced toward her for a brief moment, soon enough holding her gaze; long enough for Beckett to notice something was up. Tilting her head, she tried to find an answer through his facial expression, but this time she couldn't find anything. Not a single brow was arched, his lips didn't even twitch yet he continued to stare wide eyed at the gadget in his hand.
Something definitely was up.
"Cause if you are, it won't"
This time his brows furrowed in a way that could only be achieved by Richard Castle and if she was correct, he was glaring at the screen with a small look of hatred glistening in his eyes. He began to tense up as she studied him more, she wasn't trying to freak him out; she just wanted him to be alright. His eyes flickered for a brief moment and he lowered the phone from his face and clutched it to his side.
The elevator dinged loudly and a distraught woman wandered from it, whipping her head about the place in a desperate act, until she noticed who she was looking for and Beckett made awkward eye contact with her; soon enough Castle had too. They could both see that deep look in her pale eyes, that trembling lower lip and how she clutched onto her handbag like the world depended on it. An unsettling feeling floated about the eerily silent bullpen, aside from the odd monitor beeping and people walking through; yet both knew bad news was to come. Really bad news. Martha was just as hard to read as Castle, she guessed years of being a successful actress would do that to one and she slightly turned her head to look at Castle. Reaching out her hand to grasp onto her sons arm, she let her handbag slip to hang off her wrist and next she was grasping onto Beckett's. She felt Martha's shaking hand hug hers tightly as she allowed a single sentence escape her quivering lips.
"Alexis is gone, oh Richard"
She looked as if she was going to collapse into a bundle of tears on the floor as she struggled to contain herself, while Beckett felt the strangest feeling she had ever experienced before, shoot daggers down her spine as she hugged Martha. She couldn't pin point it but she knew it couldn't be good. What had her words meant? What happened Alexis? So many questions flooded her mind as she held Martha closer. She hated these types of situations but she considered Castle a valuable friend so she did what she knew would be best. She collapsed into her arms, while Beckett decided the only thing she could do to comfort her was rub her back and whisper soothing yet encouraging words in her ear.
"Gone where?" The worry was evident in his voice as Beckett pulled away and looked at him sincerely. She knew what was up now, and she prayed Alexis wasn't in as bad shape as she was visioning her to be. She knew how much this would kill Castle if he heard some scumbag had dared touch a dirty finger on her precious skin. It'd cut into him like a knife and cut him up into bits.
"Gone WHERE?"
"Richard dear, I—I don't know where, I-" Tears seeped from her eyes and Castle hammered his fist into the wall, specks of tears glistening at his eyes while she noticed his line began to tip downward.
The cutting had already begun.