A/N: I'd just like to clarify that this is my first thing I have written ever and I'm not even sure why I'm posting this but oh well. Anyway English is not my native language so if you feel like expressions or words are out of place that is probably the reason why. This is set after 4x20, when Castle is pulling away from Beckett and she decides that she won't let that happen without knowing why. This may be a bit OOC, not sure. Well without further ado...

He felt really strange. He felt dizzy and numb like if he had been sedated. Wait… Was that really it? The sudden rush of adrenaline caused him to open his eyes immediately. As soon as he saw the room he let out the deep breath he didn't even realize he was holding. In the seconds between understanding his situation and opening his eyes his brain flickered through all the worst-case scenarios. He braced himself for seeing bloody devices of torture, blood-spattered walls and a dimly lit room. Instead all he saw was an ordinary room with no special furniture. He tried to move but he was tied tightly to the chair. Now that he wasn't so scared anymore he took a moment to gaze through his surroundings. He was sitting in the middle of the room. In front of him was a king-sized bed. On the left side of the bed at the wall there was a closet for clothes and next to it an office desk. On the right he could see the door and a couch pushed to the wall.

After a while he started thinking about what would happen to him. The best-case scenario was that he was being held for ransom. He wasn't sure about the worst one but he sure as hell didn't want to find out. For now he just had to wait.

She was distracted. You could even say nervous. And Kate Beckett wasn't the nervous type. She could handle everything professionally. That's one of the reasons she is so good at her job. She kept glancing at her watch and around her nervously like she had somewhere else to be and couldn't wait to get there.

Esposito couldn't help the amused smirk that sat on his face. He quickly turned before she could notice. He shared his thoughts with Ryan, because he wanted his opinion on this. As usual he didn't really believe it at first but after a while even Ryan had to agree that something was definitely not right. They also couldn't help but notice the absence of Castle. Even though they only had paperwork, they knew that he would show up or call in that he wouldn't come around. Although lately he acted different as well. If they were right it started around the case with the bomb.

After hours of boring work he just couldn't sit anymore. He decided to try to get some information from Beckett. He slowly approached her and she didn't even notice, so he knew that she must be somewhere far away right now. He also knew that she probably wasn't going to share her private life so he just decided to ask about Castle.

"Hey Beckett. Do you know where Castle is?" – He hides an amused smirk when she nearly leaps off her chair.
"Jeez Espo. Don't ever do that again." – She says as she tries to pull herself together.
"So do you know anything?"
"N-no. Why should I? "– He smiles again. It was obviously not very convincing.
"Well he is your partner." - As soon as he finishes his sentence he sees her turn from distracted into the serious detective she usually is. He also catches the anger flaring from her eyes. Shit. Something went terribly wrong between them.
She almost spits out the next sentences.
"He is probably chasing after some blonde bimbo. At least that is what he has been doing lately."

Esposito decided that it was probably better to let that topic go for now but decided to poke her just a little bit more.
"Okay then spill about your date." – He was only guessing but he knew he hit the jackpot as she immediately started to blush and the angry detective was gone.
"I-I don't have a date."
"Well you sure as hell don't act like it. You are barely able to stay in your seat and you check the time every minute."
"My private life is none of your business." – She answered.
He didn't know what else to say so he just went back to work, although he kept an eye on her for the rest of the evening. As soon as their shift was over Beckett grabbed her stuff and bolted off.

He really couldn't put his finger on it but somehow he felt like that some of the stuff in the room was familiar like he had been here before. He decided it was just his brain going crazy from boredom. Castle was getting very impatient. He was thirsty and his legs were itching. He was hoping that someone would come for him soon.

An hour later he finally heard movement. He could hear the footsteps coming closer and tried to look intimidating although he didn't really know how that would help him.

The door opened and he deflated immediately.
"Beckett. Thank God you're here!" – Even if they weren't on the best terms lately he just felt relieved that she was here to rescue him.
Or was she? When she just stood there and waited he suddenly felt like he was hit in the head with a rock as his brain put together the pieces and suddenly everything made sense. Of course he knew the furniture! It was Beckett's! What the hell was going on here?

A/N: Well, there you go. Let me know if I should continue or not. Also I have a basic idea of where this is headed but please feel free to leave me suggestions. Also please review as it would mean a lot to me to know what you guys think about it.