A/N: Hello again! Here's the next chapter... I have school off today, so hopefully i will be able to update quickly!
Disclaimer: Nothing has changed, still don't own anyone.
Beckett awoke to darkness. She felt thick ropes cutting into her wrists and ankles, binding her to a chair. As she struggled to get free, she heard a door creak from somewhere in the room. She instantly froze, keeping all of her senses alert. The door slammed shut, and the click-clack of footsteps echoed throughout the seemingly large room.
"Hello Beckett," a man said, practically spitting her name out as if it was sour.
A bright light flashed on, temporarily blinding her. She squinted, barely able to make out the masculine figure that loomed just yards away.
The man stepped into the light, revealing nothing more than an all black outfit and a black ski mask.
"Not much of a talker, are you," the man said as he began pacing the floor.
"Not on your life," Beckett mumbled angrily.
"Well, Kate, we need information that you have," the man continued. "And we will stop at nothing to make sure we get it."
He stopped pacing and looked straight at her. "In other words, we are going to have a lot of fun."
The team went into overdrive. Checking surveillance videos, taping off the parking lot, looking for fingerprints. Castle called Alexis and Martha and told them to go to the Hampton's for a week, just to be on the safe side.
"Yo, Castle," Esposito called. The writer rushed over.
"Did you find something?" Castle asked hopefully.
"No, but I want you to go to Beckett's apartment. See if there's anything out of the ordinary."
"Got it," Castle said. "Call me when you find anything, no matter how small." Esposito nodded, and continued sorting through surveillance tapes.
Castle trudged out to his car. The last thing he wanted to do was go into Kate's apartment. It would make it even more impossible to forget that the love of his life was missing. But, if there was anything in her apartment that might help him find her, he was willing to go.
He drove across town, making a beeline for Kate's apartment. He stopped and got out of the car, making sure it was locked. He took a deep breath, and headed for the door, unsure about what he would find.