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I am heading interstate for a catch up with some Castle fans. Its gonna take like 9 hours to get here. Thankfully I am not driving, I can only drive for 2 hours max as it is. Bad shoulder. Anyway after singing 99 vodka jelly shots on the wall, I am going to need something else to pass the time. So I am looking for some fan fiction to read on my tablet. I like medium to long stories. Caskett. Romance. Not too heavy on murder case but a bit is okay. So any suggestion. Send me a PM. Thanks.
Castle blinked at his statement. He loved her, he loved Beckett. The room was eerily silent.
"You love her?" Colorado asked.
Castle let out a bewildered chuckle. "Yeah, I do. She took me by surprise, and I didn't think there was anything left in the world that could surprise me."
"Sit down Romeo."
Castle felt a hand on his shoulder and he allowed the man to push him into his seat.
"Look, why did you kidnap me? Surely not to ask me about my love life or lack of it. What is going on?"
The people in the room were silent. Castle frowned.
"Hello, are you still there?"
"We're acting on behalf of our boss. We're doing this because it's what's best for her: whether she realises it or not," Zorro told him.
"Let me get this straight." Colorado questioned him. "You're in love with Kate, not Gina."
Castle nodded. "Yes, I love Kate." The happiness that he had felt for mere moments slipped away. "Why does it even matter, she is off with Schlemming. Is this some kind of new torture technique? Make me feel all pathetic until I reveal all my secrets because honestly it's working. What do you want from me?"
"We want you to grow some balls."
"Zorro," Colorado exclaimed.
"What? If he had balls to speak up to Beckett, he wouldn't be in this dilemma."
"She's with another guy, and she's happy." Castle interrupted.
"Oh, that is utter B.S." Colorado told him. "I hate when the hero says that in movies. If you're in love with someone, you would do whatever it takes to be with them. You don't let them walk off into the sunset with someone else."
Castle hung his head down. "And maybe that's the reason she should be with Schlemming. I didn't fight for her."
"Well, now's your chance," Colorado told him smartly.
Castles head rose. "What do you mean? Where is she? What have you done to her? I swear if you hurt her I'll..." Castle thought for a second. What could he really do? "Well I'll pay someone to track you down. I have friends who are cops too, you know. My friend Esposito is ex-military, and he will torture you so bad and Ryan," Castle paused for a second. "Well Ryan is pretty good on the computer. I'll make sure the internet is flooded with naked pictures of you with a really tiny penis."
This pronouncement caused his captors to laugh.
"You laugh now, but if Beckett is hurt her friend Dr Parish will butcher you with a scalpel. Trust me, you don't want to mess with her. I think even Esposito is scared of her."
"No I.."
"Shhh," someone uttered.
"Nothing will happen to Beckett as long as you listen to our instructions," Colorado told him.
Castle nodded. "Strip me down naked and tie me to the top of the Empire State building if necessary, just don't hurt Beckett."
"That won't be necessary but tempting. We're going to let you go." Zorro told him.
"You are?" Castle asked, confused.
"Yes, we think you have embarrassed yourself tonight," Nessie told him, laughing.
"I.. what?" Castle responded.
"We'll let you go, but you must listen to our instructions."
"Okay."
"We want you to count to twenty. That will give us time to get away without you seeing us. Once we are gone, you can go."
"Go?" Castle frowned. "How can I go? I'm tied up. I don't even know where I am."
"You're resourceful. Think of something," Zorro told him.
"Start counting." He thought Colorado told him, but her voice sounded distant.
Was he supposed to count in his head or was this like a game of hide and seek.
"One, two, three, four, five."
Castle heard the sound of what he thought was a door opening and shutting.
"Seven, eight, nine, ten." Castle heard a muffled voice. Was this a trick? If he stopped counting, would they hurt him or, worse, Beckett? He wasn't sure, so he continued to count.
"Eleven, twelve," he then heard the sound of banging on the floor.
"13."
Castle suddenly heard a loud bang, and then the sound of what he was sure was someone's muffled yelling.
"Eleventeen, eighteen nineteen twenty," he recited quickly.
Something was going on and he needed to find out what. Castle leaned forward and shook his head a few times. He shook it left and right and up and down until he was able to dislodge the bag on his head. Blinking his eyes a few times to adjust to the light, he stared in shock at his surroundings.
"What the,"
Muffled yelling had him looking down in front of him. A turned over chair lay on the floor with a person strapped to it. This unknown person also had a bag on their head.
"Oh my gosh. Are you okay?" he asked the person as he stood up.
The person nodded but continued to wriggle trying to get out of their bonds. Castle made his way over to the person.
"Hey, stay calm. I'm not going to hurt you. The kidnappers have gone," Castle looked around. "I think we're safe now. We're in my home for some reason. I'll protect you."
Castle knelt down in front of the other kidnap victim. Why were they there? How come they hadn't been asked any questions? Or was that the reason why he had been kept somewhere else for so long? Were Colorado and Zorro interrogating this person?
"Just stay calm. I'm going to remove the bag over your head, okay?"
Castle still had his hands tied behind his back, but he wanted to give this person some relief. Being tied up was one thing, but not being able to see was another. Thankfully, only his hands were bound. For some reason, their captors had duct taped this person's feet to one of his dining room chairs. Their hands were bound behind their back as well, but not to the chair. The unknown person was struggling to move their arms, almost flapping them as if they were wings.
"Please stay calm. My hands aren't free, so I'm going to have to use my teeth."
The person started to yell. Obviously the person was gagged under the bag over their head. Maybe they hadn't listened to instructions, which is why they had been gagged. He couldn't wait to tell Beckett that he'd actually listened to instructions and therefore hadn't been gagged. Unlike the person in front of him.
"Trust me, I won't hurt you."
The person stilled their arms and nodded their head. Castle knelt down and leaned forward. He opened his mouth and used his teeth to grip the bag. One he got a decent mouthfull, he pulled back. He had to shuffle back a bit on his knees in order to get the bag off completely. He turned and spat the bag out of his mouth. Smacking his lips together a few times to rid the taste of fabric out of his mouth, Castle turned back to the person.
"Now let's," Castle gaped at the person on the ground.
"Beckett!"
Beckett response was to yell against her gag. The noise Castle had heard frequently during his interrogation.
"Why are you here?" he asked her
Beckett sent him a glare and he knew that meant Castle!
Castle shuffled towards her again and leaned towards her face. He darted his tongue out and licked the corner of the duct tape. Beckett protested, but he kept on with his quest. He managed to snag the corner of the tape with his teeth and he shuffled back again, taking the tape with him.
"Castle," Beckett gasped.
"Are you okay?" asked after spitting the tape out.
"Why did you remove my gag first?"
"I was worried you couldn't breathe. If you have a blocked nose, you could suffocate. Trust me, it nearly happened to me before."
"Castle, I think you need to focus on getting free."
"Right, in case they come back." Castle then stood up and started squirming.
"Oh great, you chose a great time to need to pee Castle."
"I do not need to pee," he told her, bending forward and squatting slightly.
"Then what are you doing?" she asked from her position on the ground.
"I'm trying to get free," he told her. Castle wiggled from side to side, trying to slide his bound hands over his butt. Was it possible for one's collar bone to stretch, if so he was going to be very sore tomorrow. He felt his left arm slide over what he now considered his big butt and his right hand followed. Success. His hands were below his butt now all he had to do was step through his joined hands like a skipping rope.
"Ta da," he announced, his hands now in front of his body.
Beckett raised her brows. "I'm impressed."
Castle shrugged as he made his way over to Beckett's turned over chair.
"I spent a whole summer learning how to do that to see if it was possible for Storm to do it in one of my books." he told her as he righted her chair.
He walked around to face Beckett.
"The trick is to make sure that when you're being tied up to not place your palms together. You put your wrist pinky to pinky." He showed her his hands before kneeling down in front of her.
"What are you doing?" she asked alarmed
Castle looked straight ahead but then reconsidered it when he saw his view. He quickly decided to look up at her instead.
"Umm, I was thinking you might be feeling vulnerable with the way they have strapped you to the chair."
Beckett looked down at herself and then looked away.
"Umm, thanks."
"Once your hands are tied," he continued returning to his task of removing the duct tape from her feet. "You then keep them moving so the tape doesn't stick to your wrists. When you get the opportunity, you turn your palms together and push your palms apart at the fingertips. You now have extra wriggle room being tied up this way. Although your butt is quite small, and you may not need the extra room. Can you recommend some butt exercises for me?"
"Castle," Beckett warned.
"What?" he said, not looking up. "Have you tried to slide your joined hands over your butt, it's hard. You also have to be quite coordinated. I face planted it more than once trying to get my feet through my arms."
Beckett laughed. "I can see that happening."
"There," Castle told her as he freed her legs from their restraints.
"Thanks," she told him as she snapped her legs closed. Beckett then awkwardly stood up and stumbled slightly.
"Whoa," Castle told her, trying to keep her upright with his bound hands. "Let me untie your hands. We wouldn't want you to face plant too. With a split lip, I look even more ruggedly handsome: you, however, will just look like you came out of a cat fight. Which, now thinking about it, would be hot, but then you wouldn't be able to bit your lip and I find that sexy."
"Castle," Beckett warned again.
Castle motioned for Beckett to turn around. He quickly tore the tape from her wrists and winced at the redness.
"Thank you." she told him as she turned around.
"Now do me," Castle told her.
A scowl appeared on Beckett's face. Castle held up his joined hands.
"Oh," Beckett said, and set about untying her partner. "Are you hurt? I couldn't see anything, but I heard them cracking the whip."
Castle shook his head. "No, you?"
Beckett shook her head. "They showed me a photo of you with a gun to your head. They told me if I put up a struggle, they would kill you."
"I thought they were sending that picture to my mother or Alexis for ransom. I should call them to make sure they are okay." Castle started walking toward the home phone.
Beckett followed him. "Castle, why are we at the loft?"
Castle shrugged as he reached the phone. "I have no idea. I guess if I had been kidnapped, no one would think to look here."
The phone suddenly rang, causing both Beckett and Castle to jump. Beckett frowned. "Who would be calling you at," she looked at Castle's oven clock, "5 am."
Castle shrugged as he answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Oh Mr Castle, I'm glad to see you managed to free yourself."
Castle frowned. "It's my doorman," he told Beckett. "What do you mean, free?"
"Well Starsky and Hutch told us of your research for your book. They said if you didn't come out after 10 minutes that we should call to make sure you are alright."
"Starsky and Hutch?" he asked confused.
"Yes, the two detectives you work with. Detective Beckett's friend, the doctor, said to leave the two of you in there all weekend. She said you two need to sort some mess out. Do we need to send a cleaning crew, Mr Castle?"
Castle looked around the loft.
"What?" Beckett asked.
Castle shook his head. "Ah, no, that's fine. We're both fine. Thanks." Castle hung up the phone.
"What's going on? Do they have video footage of the people who kidnapped us? How did they let them into the building with us bound and gagged?"
"For the record, I wasn't gagged. I listened to instructions."
Beckett huffed. "That would be a first."
"Hey, they told me they would hurt the people I love."
Beckett put her head down. "I'm sorry, that was uncalled for. I'm just a little sleep deprived. I guess we should make some coffee and call the Captain. Get Ryan and Esposito down here."
Castle shook his head. "Oh, I have a feeling Ryan and Esposito will be staying as far away from here as possible."
Beckett frowned. "Why?"
"Did you notice anything about the kidnappers?"
"Well, there were three of them. Two came to my apartment but only one spoke. Not much either. I woke with a gun to my head, and a photo of you in my face. Struggle and he dies, is what one of them told me. "
Castle nodded. "Zorro and Nessie came and got me from the Hamptons, Colorado turned up when the interrogation started. Wait. Why were you at your apartment? Didn't you go away with Schle, arr I mean Demming?"
Beckett bit her lip. "I broke it off with him. Look, Castle, we need to stay focused here. We need to find out who kidnapped us and why?"
Castle frowned. "They said they were doing it for their boss."
Beckett nodded. "That's right, they did say that. So the kidnappers were just the grunt men."
Castle froze. Oh no. Oh no no no. He was going to kill Ryan and Esposito. He didn't want to mess with Lanie, so he would just glare at her next time.
"You heard them?" he asked.
Beckett nodded. "Yeah. I couldn't identify their voices because they used voice changers, but I heard everything they said. They were acting on behalf of their boss. We just have to figure out who their boss is."
Castle gulped. "Umm Beckett, you're their boss."
Beckett shook her head. "What? Are you drunk?"
Castle shook his head even though he wished he was drunk, then maybe he could justify what he had said.
"Beckett, they were acting on your behalf. Nessie and Zorro. My doorman apparently refers to them as Starsky and Hutch. You and I call them Ryan and Esposito."
Beckett's eyes widened. "Ryan and Esposito?"
Castle nodded. "Yeah, Lanie too. I got a feeling that Colorado was a woman when she started attacking me. Verbally not physically."
Beckett looked down and was obviously taking in this new information.
Castle took a step towards her. "Are you okay?"
Beckett shook her head, still not looking at him. "Why would they do this?"
Castle gulped. "They said they were doing it for you."
Beckett turned away from him.
"That's ridiculous. I don't understand why they did this. Why would they kidnap us? "
Castle followed after her. "I didn't understand at first, but now I do. Think about the questions they asked me, Beckett. Think about my answers."
Beckett shook her head. "No. No, Castle. You were under duress. You thought your life was in danger."
"So I could have said anything to them," he told her. "As far as I knew, they didn't really know me. I didn't have to tell them I lo.."
"No," Beckett shouted. She turned to look at him. "No, you don't. Don't say it Castle."
"Don't tell me how I feel, Beckett," he walked towards her, causing her to walk backwards quickly.
"You're sleep deprived; your life was in danger, you weren't thinking straight. I'm going. I'm going to go and kill Ryan and Esposito."
Beckett turned to open the door, but Castle plastered his arm across it in front of her.
"Castle, move," Beckett levelled a glare at him, but he just glared back at her.
"No. We need to talk about this."
"No, we don't," she told him, trying to get access to the door.
"Beckett, it's five am and you're in your pyjamas."
"I don't care."
"But obviously our friends do. Think about it Beckett, they kidnapped us. They drove all the way to the Hamptons to get me. Guns were pointed at our heads. We were tied up. That's a bit extreme, don't you think, but maybe extreme is what was needed."
"What I need to do is get out of here and get my gun."
"Why?" he challenged.
Beckett scoffed. "Why? Because they tied us up."
Castle shrugged. "So what? They played a prank on us. We'll play one on them next time: get them back. Unless of course you're angry at them for another reason?"
Beckett crossed her arms over her chest. "Like what?"
"I don't know, maybe forcing you to listen to something you obviously didn't want to hear."
Beckett huffed. "Oh, I love hearing how weak you are."
"How about hearing that I"
"Shut it, Castle."
"Why?" he challenged.
"Because you ca..,"
"We went over this already, Beckett." he said, interrupting her. "You won't hear my confession, you won't hear my explanation. I understand why Ryan and Esposito did this to us. Even if I did have the balls to face you, you wouldn't want to hear it. It makes sense that they would tie your legs up, too."
Beckett opened her mouth to object but ended up just blowing out air.
"Fine, whatever. I don't care anymore, Castle. It took me ages to fall asleep, and then those idiots go and wake me up."
"Stay," he offered.
Beckett shook her head.
"The guest room," he told her. "It's all set up."
"Why?"
"Why is it set up?"
Beckett rolled her eyes. "Why do you want me to stay?"
Castle sighed. "Because we are not done here. I don't want to wake up tomorrow and find out you have gone and run off to some cabin in the woods."
"I could leave once you fall asleep."
"I'd get the doorman to call me."
"Castle,"
"Beckett, we need to talk about this. Obviously what was said has agitated you. What we need to talk about is why? Besides, it's not like you have money or keys to let you in your home anyway."
Beckett took a deep breath. "Fine."
So not what you were expecting huh. Hope you weren't disappointed.
