Beckett ran her hand through her hair again and put her gun back. Ryan and Esposito walked to her side and looked at her like lost puppies. The look of you want to help someone, yet you didn't know how.

"We will find him Beckett." Ryan prompted as he did an awkward comforting motion. He didn't know if it would help her or make her want to explode on just looked at the floor and sighed.

"I know, but I keep feeling like this is my fault." Ryan and Esposito both looked at her with a confused look, a mix of wonder and sympathy. Beckett looked up and charged out. Beckett got in her service car and drove back to the precinct. Beckett headed back into the bull pen and crossed out the apartment building in which they had just visited. Beckett heard Ryan and Esposito walk behind her.

"We found a hair in that room. We sent it to Lanie. She should get a report soon." Esposito chimed. That gave Beckett a thought she showed that she heard them and head for Lanie.

"Hey." Beckett said quietly.

"Oh, girl I am so sorry." Lanie, which was holding a clipboard set it down and threw open her arms. Beckett set her head on her shoulder and hugged her hard. "If you don't get to him first I will personally make sure that asshole will pay."

"I know you will." Beckett stepped back and twitched her mouth. "So did you get anything on that hair." Lanie looked at her clip board.

"Not yet, but I will make sure to hunt you down when it does." As she finished speaking she looked over at her computer and she lit up. "Well, I guess your wish is my command. We just got a hit and guess who it was." Beckett looked at her plainly. "Or not. It was Mendoza." Beckett clenched her fist.

"Who would have known." Beckett sneered.

Castle hadn't realized he had fallen asleep. Thousands of thoughts running through his head, he must have closed his eyes until he had fallen asleep. He looked at the ceiling, the same ceiling he had seen for how long, he didn't know. Hours? Days? Years? He still had many questions, yet the questions that he knew would have no answer. He didn't know if the girl came back in, but he looked over and saw he had more water. Placed strategically next to the water was a note and more food.

Eat or suffer.
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Castle looked at the food again. He heard a growl that sounded foreign to his ears. He looked down at his stomach and realized that came from him. The food did look good. If Mendoza wanted to kill him he would have done it already. Maybe Castle was that bone. The bone he was holding over Beckett's head so he could get to Slaughter. Castle crawled over to the tray, hesitated and then completely cleaned the tray. Within minutes the girl was back. She walked as close as she could without being anywhere near him. He looked from her to the tray, then back at her.

"Do you speak." She had the same look in her eyes as he began to speak. He knew that was normal look, yet he even sounded alien. She sat there avoiding her eyes and staring at the tray. He stood up trying to hand her the tray, she shied away. For the first time he realized how much he towered over her. No wonder she skirted away. He sat back down and pushed the tray towards her. "It would be nice to hear you speak." She scurried towards the tray and grabbed it then held there. She looked at him. She set the tray back down and stood straight up. She raised her hands to her shoulders and signed to him. His eyes widened a bit. "That's why he's using you as a servant. Your mute." She nodded and grabbed the tray. She looked up and around and scurried back out of the room. No matter how many times she came in, it seemed as though the door moved every time. Castle stood up and looked around. He felt the walls and searched for anything that might help him. He reached a whole circle and found not even a door handle. How had she gotten in and out? He reached his chair again and sat down. As he sat down the door opened again. Mendoza walked in with an extended posse.

"Time to go."

"What so soon? I was planning on redecorating." Mendoza didn't even crack a smile, yet some one came up from behind him and put another blow in his head. His eyes became fuzzy until another bag was over his head.

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