Title: Kidnapping Castle
Pairing: R. Castle and K. Beckett
Summary: I promised that we would be checking in on Alexis and Martha, so that will happen in this chapter. Also, has Beckett managed to find anything that could lead to her rescuing Castle and just what is happening on Castle's end?
Disclaimer: I don't own Castle
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Chapter Four:
Day One, 9 hours after being taken
RC POV:
"Are you not going to answer my question Mr Castle?" The voice asked calmly, but there was a quality to it that made me even more ill at ease.
I had managed to not utter one word since he had arrived; it seemed as if though hours had tickled by since he had asked his first question. But even though it had felt like hours it was probably only minutes.
"Cat's got your tongue, I see." He said calmly after a moment's pause he carried on talking. "Maybe I can help you with that."
I was certain that his brand of help was not the type that I would find to be enjoyable, in the least.
I stared straight ahead as he walked towards me, his pace was slow and unhurried, he was in control of this situation and he knew it. He came to a stop before me, towering over me now, his left hand shot out taking a hold of my short hair and tilting my head back harshly.
I had no choice but to look at him this way, I met his gaze head on. His eyes were dark, that some dead quality to them as I had seen earlier when I first laid eyes on him. I clenched my jaw even tighter, refusing to make any sort of sound.
His right fist slammed into my chest, the force behind it made me want to bow over in pain, but his grip on me was unrelenting. I swallowed back the groan that wanted to escape.
I was determined to not let a single sound pass my lips no matter what.
His eyes were boring into mine, there was no flicker of emotion behind them, and violence didn't seem to bother him in the slightest. Not looking away for a second from his eyes, I took the next blow to the stomach without even flinching.
It was hard to keep my poker face in place but showing weakness wasn't an option. The thought of Kate being in danger made it easier though.
"Remember Mr Castle that it was I who was willing to do it the easy way." He said quietly before straightening up, snapping my head back roughly as he let go of me.
I watched as he walked away, he would be back of that I was certain. But he was wrong, this was the easy way for me, I would never be able to live with myself for even a second if I placed Kate deliberately in harm's way.
A faint grinding sound reached my ears, it sounded like metal on metal, rough and scratchy. Bowing my head, I strained hard to hear more but I was met with silence.
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Day One, 9 ½ hours after being taken:
AC POV: (Alexis Castle)
Police officers were streaming in and out the loft; they had set up a small working area in the kitchen, a base of operations. I had been standing on the side lines, out of their way, as I watched them set everything up. But I hadn't been able to stand it any longer.
I felt useless, the only thing I had done was to call the bank to alert them to the problem so that they would have a large amount of cash on hand ready for when the ransom was needed.
It hadn't even been my idea; uselessness wasn't the only feeling plaguing me though I was absolutely terrified. I had been escorted home from the 12th by two uniformed police officers, the entire time I had been worried about just what was happening at the Old Haunt. Worried about just what had happened to my Dad.
I knew something was wrong the moment my calls went unanswered.
All I wanted right now was for my Dad to walk through the door, I couldn't imagine anything else. He has always been here for me, no matter what I needed or wanted, he always done his best to make sure I got it. Even if it was something that had to make him grit his teeth such as advice about boys, he would do it for me.
Detectives Ryan and Esposito where here, watching over the proceedings and making sure that everything was running smoothly they had arrived less than half an hour ago. I could tell that they were also worried about Dad.
Turning away from the scene, I made my way to his bedroom. After closing the door behind me, I curled up into a small ball in the middle of the bed. My arms wrapped tightly around myself as sobs burst forth with tears streaming down my face.
I needed my Dad to be okay; he just had to be okay.
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11 hours after being taken
MR POV (Martha Rodgers):
Alexis had rushed off; the girl had been on the verge of tears ever since the police had reported Richard to be missing. I was surprised that she had managed to hold her tears in for so long, she always wore her heart on her sleeve.
I watched as the Detective walked off towards the others in the kitchen, he had had a great number of questions for me. Wanting to know all manner of things, who all had a key for the pub and the loft, did Richard receive any threats, routine questions.
I had answered them as best as I could but I didn't know the answer to everything, I was worried that this didn't have something to do with money. That it wasn't directly about Richard but I couldn't just tell anyone about my suspicions.
And Kate was nowhere in sight, something which I found to be worrying but I didn't have the energy to worry about anyone else other than Richard.
And, of course, Alexis.
Looking over at all the people in the kitchen that seemed to be doing nothing but staring at the phone hoping for it to ring, I decided that maybe it was about time that I done something. So much time has already passed, surely if it was about a ransom they would have already phoned.
But no demands had been made, and if I was wrong and it was about a ransom, Richard would surely understand why I done what I was about to do.
And if not, then it was something that I could live with, but what I couldn't live with was if something was to happen to my son and I had done nothing about it.
I knew exactly who to speak to, Detectives Esposito and Ryan were standing in the kitchen looking like anxious children, it couldn't be them.
"Captain Gates, please." I said into the phone once the front desk had picked it up to redirect the call.
She would know what to do; Richard said she was a strict woman but a good cop. She was just the type of person that I needed to speak to right now, her emotions wouldn't cloud her judgement and maybe she could also tell me just where exactly Kate Beckett was.
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12 hours after being taken
KB POV:
I had been staring at my make shift investigation board, trying to put together the pieces and solve this case. Trying to find Castle and the scum that was responsible for taking him, but the number one priority I had was to find Castle well and alive.
Anything could be happening to him at this exact moment, it was something that I was trying hard not to think about. I didn't want anything to happen to him, he needed to be safe, he just had to be safe.
So many people cared about him, from random fans to the ridiculous large amount of acquaintances that he had, his close and dearest friends, and his family.
He was a part of so many people's lives; he was a part of my life. A large part of my life, starting with the days of when his books were the only thing that kept me going and believing in getting justice for my mother. And now, he was my best friend and partner, as well as something more.
Something that I had been afraid of admitting to not only myself but to him as well.
I cared so very deeply about him; if I was to be honest I would say that I was in love with him. But such thoughts and feelings would have to wait until he was safe again.
Yet I had no leads or answers, I had poured over all the information that there was so far and there was nothing that would help us to find him. The sound of my phone ringing startled me out of my thoughts; glancing over at it where it laid innocently on the coffee table I was surprised to see that it was Gates was calling me.
Maybe they had found something, or maybe she had found out that I wasn't being kept out of the loop on the investigation.
I hoped that it wasn't the latter, that they had found something instead; maybe they had even found Castle. That he was safe and being returned to his family at this very moment.
"Yes?" I answered eagerly, my voice breathless with hope.
"Detective Beckett, I need you to meet me at Mr Castle's loft." Gates replied evenly.
"Have they found him?" I asked impatiently.
"No, I'm afraid not." Her reply was all but emotionless. "There may be a complication to the matter that we didn't foresee, meet me at Mr Castle's loft in fifteen minutes Detective."
And with that the line went dead; I pulled the phone away from my ear, staring at the screen. My mind whirling, what could she possibly mean by "complication" weren't things already complicated enough?
There was only one way to find out, I dashed out of my apartment the door closing behind me with a bang while I stuffed my keys and phone into my jeans pockets. Not wanting to wait for the elevator, I used the stairs. Rushing down them three at a time.
I had to get to Castle's loft, I had to find out what was happening maybe whatever it was could be the break that we need to find him.
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