Chapter 7

"Hey get up." Louis said. Beckett and Castle quickly awoke from their deep sleep. When they didn't move right away he picked up Beckett and threw her off Castle. Before Castle could reject, Louis punched him in the gut.

"You don't sleep with my girl." The man yelled and punched him again.

"No, no! Stop! It was my idea." Beckett shouted.

"What? No. Your with me. How could you be so rude and oblivious to our love?" Louis asked, real hurt filled his eyes.

"Im sorry. I was cold. I thought Castle could help keep me warm." Beckett said, once again trying to get in his good graces.

"Well if you were so cold why didn't you call for me?"

"I didn't think you would be able to hear me." Beckett quickly lied.

"I can always hear you baby." Louis said with a smirk. Beckett tore her eyes away from his face but didn't say anything.

"Well let's go." Louis said. He forcefully grabbed Beckett's wrist. Castle was told to walk in from of them and any funny business he would break Beckett's wrist. Castle didn't try anything. They made it back to the same room they had spent the first night in. Castle couldn't believe they had already been there 2 nights. Hopefully not much longer. They walked in the room, Louis commanded Beckett to chain up Castle. She did so grudgingly.

"Alright you get to come with me." Louis said and grabbed her wrist again.

"What? Why?" Beckett asked.

"Well it's obviously too cold down here so you are going to come live in my room, the writer can sit down here and think about all the things I will do to you." Louis said and gave another nasty smirk.

"No! I mean- the other room was too cold, this one is perfect." Beckett argued, even though she knew her fate was sealed.

"Would you rather be here with the writer than with me?" Louis challenged.

"O-of course not." Beckett stuttered.

"Really? You don't have me convinced." Louis roughly grabbed her wrist and pinned her against the cold wall.

"Don't. Lie. To. Me." He said through gritted teeth. He kept her pinned there for a while, clearly enjoying her fear and discomfort. Finally he let her off the cold wall. He pulled her close and walked out of the room. Beckett's tears fell when she heard Castle screaming.


"Do we even want to waste out time searching Lem Searle's house?" Esposito asked.

"No. Castle and Beckett need us. Let's do something effective." Ryan said. He started to think about all the awful things they could be going through right that second. He shuddered. Castle was his second main man. (Esposito had to be number one) And Beckett, awh Beckett was Beckett. Fierce, loyal, strong, and many more. The precinct would never be the same if she got-no. Don't think like that. Castle is fine. Beckett is fine. They are fine. But did anyone really know that? No. They were all going off faith and prayer. Hope for God sake. But none of them actually knew that their teammates were safe. It was an extremely painful feeling. Not knowing. The worst emotional pain Ryan had felt in a long time. They better be alright because Ryan really didn't want to go to jail for murder. He has a wife. Stop thinking. Focus. Find them.

"Where the hell are they?" Ryan muttered.

"Huh?"

"Did I say that out loud?" Ryan asked, he hadn't slept ever since they had been taken. It must be going to my head. He thought.

"Hey man, why don't you go take a small nap. I got it for a little while." Esposito said. Ryan didn't object. He hurried off to the bunker and quickly fell asleep. His dream was like none other he ever had.

Lilly's. They surrounded Ryan's body. They were in all different colors, purple, pink, yellow. . .he saw a figure in the distance. They were obviously female. His wife? Was this a love dream. No. The figure got closer. It was Beckett. She looked like an angel.

"Ryan is that you?" Beckett asked in a dreamy voice.

"Of course it's me. Where have you been?" Ryan asked.

"You don't know where I am." Beckett said more as a statement rather than a question.

"Well-" Ryan was cut off, the dreamy flower scene turned into a dungeon. Him and Beckett were trapped in the dark abyss of a prison.

"Beckett are you alright?" She didn't answer. He walked over to where he last saw Beckett's angel-like body. But it wasn't Beckett. It was the mutilated body of Richard Castle.

"Oh God! Castle!" Ryan shouted. He didn't answer for several minutes. Ryan cried over his body. But a stirring interrupted his sobs. Castles blood-shot eyes whipped open. A gurgling sound came from his slit throat. Ryan felt like he was in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. But only one zombie, that happened to be one of his best friends.

"No! No, no, no. We were too late!" Ryan shouted. Castle lunged at his arm and took a huge chunk of it away in his mouth. Ryan let out a horrific scream. It pierced his own ears.

"Castle stop!" Ryan shouted once more. Castle looked at him for a moment then squinted his eyes in confusion. His body went limp, he fell to his knees.

"It's your fault." Castle mumbled, his body went to liquid at Ryan's feet. A big dark puddle sat not even an inch away. Ryan let out a relieved breath. The prison cell changed to a new scene. The coffee shop. The coffee shop that Castle attended every morning without fail for 2 cups for the lovely Kate Beckett and himself. The coffee shop looked normal. There were a few customers inside. Ryan walked up to the counter, a brunette lady had her back towards him.

"Uh excuse me." Ryan said and rang the bell. The brunette turned. It was a young Beckett. Or one that looked exactly like her.

"Kate?" Ryan stared in disbelief.

"No. It's Johanna." The girl said and pointed to her name tag. "Kate is on her break." The girl chomped on her gum loudly.

"Oh. Can I just get a large cup of coffee?" Ryan asked.

"Sure thing. $21.50." Johanna stuck her hand out.

"$21.50?! These aren't usually more than 7 bucks!" Ryan shouted.

"This gonna get ugly?" Johanna retorted.

Before he could answer, her face contorted then turned into Medusa. He cowered in the corner. He refused to look at her, stone was the last thing he wanted to be at the moment. He heard hissing and then everything stopped, he opened his eyes and he was back in the field of Lilly's. This time Beckett wasn't walking towards him like an angel. He saw a man over her body a little ways away.

"Hey stop!" Ryan shouted. The man looked up but his face was just a blur. He got up and ran away. Ryan caught up to Beckett's body and kneeled down.

"Kate are you alright? Can you hear me?" No response. He felt for a pulse. Nothing. A vision came to his head. Beckett kissing him on the cheek. Then speaking slowly.

"It's okay, but you were too late. Now I have to pay for your sins." An eery Beckett chimed.

He looked down at her still body again.

"Oh Kate. I'm so sorry."

Ryan was violently awakened from the awful dream.

"Ryan? Man, what the hell?" Esposito said. He tried to cover the fear and worry in his voice but it was clear. Ryan gasped for air.

"What happened?" Ryan asked, still having a hard time regulating his breathing.

"I came in to get you, you were thrashing and screaming. It took me nearly 10 minutes to wake you up." Esposito said. He clearly was exhausted too.

"I just had a night terror. But during the day." Ryan concluded. They sat there in silence for a few minutes.

"Come on man. Let's get to work." Esposito guided him out of the bunker. Ryan was still sweaty and obviously shaken from the disturbing dream but he tried to hide it. Not very well, but everyone let him believe he was getting away with it. They would find Beckett and Castle alive because Ryan realized he needs them way more than he thought. Maybe that why he had the dream. Extra motivation? Wake up call? It didn't matter. All that mattered was that Beckett and Castle came home safe.


Please review! I need the motivation! And also any ideas for the next chapter? Not sure what I'm going to do. All ideas are good ones and very needed! Thanks! Enjoy.