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Jordan Shaw was didn't like being strung along. She liked direct answers and cold hard facts, and action, and that's not what she's gotten this morning. She had reached out to her contact at the CIA and received nothing but intello-babble double talk and the bureaucratic run around. Something just wasn't right. She was placed on hold again and her patience was running dangerously thin, when she heard the irrefutable sound of the dial tone. The CIA had hung up on her. She looked at the phone in disbelief and then over to Avery.

"What the fuck?" Shaw mumbled under her breath as she placed the phone non too gently back on it's cradle. "I've been on the phone all morning trying to get information on the two suspects we got hits on from the CIA, and they just hung up on me!"

Avery looked up from his paperwork he and said, "I take it they didn't have much?"

"More like they've got plenty and aren't willing to play nice and share. I've been on that phone for well over an hour and haven't talked to a single human being for more than a minute before I was transferred and finally disconnected? Do we have anything on the suspects?"

"We know that they're twin brothers, born in Canada of Libyan parents who were visiting family in Alberta, when they were born. They were delivered six weeks early, and have dual citizenship. Both have done time in Canada for breaking and entering and armed robbery. They have traveled to Libya for extended stays and are suspected of terrorist activities. That's where our information ends." Avery flipped through the stack of papers and pulled out two 8x10 photos. He puts them up on Beckett's board, for her to arrange at a later time.

It's at that moment that Kate made an appearance at the top of the stairs. She's surprised to see Shaw and Avery at the table working.

"What time is it?" She asked as she reached the bottom of the stairs.

"It's quarter to seven, we got an early start." Avery answered.

"I can see that. Would you two like some coffee while you bring me up to speed?" The two agents nod gratefully.

The next hour was spent bringing Kate up to date and rehashing old leads and info. They were staring at Kate's board, when Jordan's phone rang.

"Special Agent Jordan Shaw, can I help you?"

"Is Detective Beckett with you?" The voice was low and masculine.

"I'm sorry, but who is this?" Jordan continued as she looked up and caught Kate's eyes.

"Who I am isn't important, but I have information on who has Richard Castle."

"How do you know this info? How do I know we can trust you?"

"I called you after you failed to get answers from the CIA. If that's not enough. Tell Detective Beckett that I gave him "Casino Royale" when he was 10."

Jordan turned towards Kate. "He just told me to tell you, he gave him "Casino Royale" when he was ten. Does that mean anything to you?"

Kate rushed over to Jordan and snatched the phone from her hands.

"Hunt, where's Castle? Do you have him?" Her hands trembled as she spoke.

"Unfortunately, I don't, Detective, but I have information about who does. We need to meet."

"Where are you?"

"I'm in the States working the same case you are. Are you still at the Hampton's?"

"Yes, I am."

"I will contact you later today and tell you where to meet. If you trust the F.B.I. Agent bring her with you. We are getting him back, Kate."

Then the line went silent. For a minute Kate just stared at the phone. Her mind replayed the conversation. She was startled out of her thoughts when Avery cleared his throat, and she looked up at two sets of inquiring eyes.

"Care to share what that was, Detective?" Jordan asked.

Kate motioned them to the table and brought over the coffee pot.

"It started just over two years ago. When Alexis was kidnapped and taken to France. Castle disappeared on me and went to find her. There was an elaborate cover story by the US and French governments to explain what exactly happened, but I didn't know that, as Castle was sworn to secrecy and didn't tell me until we encountered Hunt in one of our cases. It wasn't until after we solved that case where a store clerk was murdered, that the real story came out. In that case the young man had been helping the CIA. He tried to expose a mole dubbed Gemini who hacked the CIA's list of deep cover operatives and was poised to sell it to the Iranians. The exchange was to take place at the NY public library, but Hunt had been injured and in no condition to go, I went as backup. Rick and I hijacked the library Wi-Fi signal and tried to grab the file before Gemini could. But when I went to track the Wi-Fi source, Rick was approached by Gemini and led to the basement. Luckily the injured Hunt, gave Martha the slip, and stabbed and shot Gemini, just before he would have killed Castle. Castle found me and took me to the scene. By the time we got there the body had disappeared, but the gun remained. The gun that was left behind was the piece of evidence that closed the case. After that Castle confessed about what had happened in France, and that he had been contacted by Jackson Hunt. Hunt helped him rescue Alexis from the kidnappers. She was used as a pawn to flush out Hunt."

"What's the connection between Hunt and Castle? How do they know each other? I don't understand why Alexis would be used to flush Hunt out?" asked Shaw.

"Castle doesn't really know him. They have only met a handful of times, and the first time Castle knew who he, was in France with Alexis' abduction."

"Kate, what are you not telling us?" Jordan was getting frustrated. There was a piece of the puzzle that hadn't been revealed.

"Hunt is Castle's father." Kate said it so quietly that Jordan thought she may have misunderstood.

"His what?"

"His father, Jordan. Castle was famously fatherless until two years ago. You'd think his father being a spy would have thrilled him, but it didn't. Castle was the product of a night of passion between Martha and Hunt. He was gone the next morning, and didn't know till years later that he had a son. He stayed away from them for their own safety, according to him, but he did keep tabs on them and secretly helped them when he could. He would have stayed anonymous but the kidnapping of Alexis drew him out."

Avery interjected, "If that happened with Alexis, then he might also have something to do with Castle's disappearance. What's his full name again?"

"I'm not sure if it's his real name, or just the one he gave us, but he calls himself Jackson Hunt."

Jordan turned to Kate, "How much of that story does anyone at the NYPD know?"

"None of it. They only know we found blood and the gun at the scene after we had been tipped off that something was going down at the library. For Castle's family safety and for Hunt's safety it's best that his involvement in either case be strictly confidential. Hunt is a secret operative for the CIA, so they know him, but would almost certainly never admit it. I'm not a fan of the man, since every time he shows up someone I love is in danger."

"I don't see Jackson Hunt in any of our databases. Just means he's an extremely high level operative, or that's just another one of his aliases." Avery calls out from his computer.

"Avery, scan for any the last six to eight months for any international incidents foiled on American soil? See if we get any hits? Call the office and arrange protection for Castle's daughter and mother." Jordan called out to him over her shoulder, as she reached for the coffee pot and poured herself another cup. "I have a feeling we're going to need this coffee."

Kate excused herself, called Martha and Alexis and brought them up to date. She told them about the protection they would have but omitted the contact with Hunt, for now. The news would only upset them, and they'd had enough turmoil. After that she called the boys and caught up with them. When she spoke to Captain Gates she was surprised to hear that she had been the one to request the FBI's assistance. She thanked her for her help and then returned to the living room where Avery and Shaw were working.

The Jordan's phone rang at 4:45 pm while Kate was getting ready to start a simple dinner.

"Agent Shaw." She answered.

"Hello, Agent Shaw. I'm not far from the house. I'll be arriving within 15 minutes by foot, from the beach side of the house. I would prefer if none of you shot me, when I get there." Hunt answered. "Detective Beckett knows what I look like."

"We'll be waiting."

Shaw relayed the conversation to Avery and Kate. Just a few minutes later they saw an older gentleman walk up to the house from the beach and knock gently on the back door.

"Come in. Jackson Hunt, these are Special Agents Shaw and Avery. Please sit down." Kate motioned towards the kitchen table.

"Has the house been swept for bugs?" He asked.

"My team at the NYPD swept it after Castle's disappearance, to make sure no one had been listening. They were very thorough; no cameras or listening devices were detected." Kate replied as she sat down. "Please tell us what you know."

"Sixteen months ago I was sent to infiltrate a suspected terrorist cell in Canada. The group was lead by two brothers with dual Canadian/Libyan citizenship. They had assembled a small group who believed that the Western powers were evil and must be destroyed. They purchased an old cargo plane and stored in at abandoned airfield in Canada. Their plan was to load the plane with ammonium nitrate fertilizer collected over a period of time, mix it with Diesel fuel and fly the plane to the Indianapolis 500 during Memorial Day and explode it just before it hit the track in front of the main grandstand with 200,000 people in it. Had they been successful they would have killed tens, maybe hundreds, of thousands of people and injured thousands more. Something went terribly wrong a month before the race, because the plane exploded at their airfield killing many of their own people. They suspected sabotage and had eventually figured out who was responsible. Me."

Kate pushed herself away from the table, stood up and ran her fingers roughly through her hair as she started to pace. "So, you're telling us this is because of you? For over forty two years you were nothing but a figment of his imagination. Neither Castle or Martha had any clue who you were. Then two years ago this family is nearly destroyed when Alexis was kidnapped because of you, and now you're telling me that Castle is gone because of you again?"

"Detective Beckett-"

"Don't you dare Detective Beckett me!" she growled defensively between clenched teeth. "Twice my families lives have been at stake because of you. Do you have any idea what it is to have loved ones taken from you? This was our wedding Hunt. Your sons wedding!" She slamed her hand against the table, and bent at the waist and glared into his eyes.

"You're a total stranger to them! Yet their lives have been at risk because of you! They're my family, they're all I have besides my dad, they're everything!" Kate knew she'd lost her composure, and professionalism. She looked at the people around the table, but focuses on Shaw. "Excuse me, I need to step out and get some fresh air."

The room was eerily quiet for a minute, then Agent Shaw said, "That woman has gone through enough loss in her life. Your son worked years at getting her to where she is. I saw the bond and love between them before they did. If something happens to your son or his family it will break her, and God help you there won't be a safe place on earth for you to hide."

Kate paced back and forth like a caged tiger. She had never felt such anger, her blood boiled as she watched Hunt speak about his involvement like it was nothing. For God sake this was his son's life he had once again placed in danger. She knew she needed to cool down enough to regain her objectivity and take advantage of his presence, so she stood and watched the waves crush and recede against the shore, until she was under control.

She turned and entered the house once again. She looked directly at Hunt. "You will do everything in your power to get Castle back safe and sound, but when this is over, I don't care what you do, but you will make sure that this will never ever happen again. Fake your death, get plastic surgery and disappear or drop dead, I don't care how you do it but be certain this never happens again. If there is a next time and it involves you and anyone I love, you won't come out unscathed."

Hunt seemingly unfazed shook his head and said, "Understood, now let's put our heads together and see what we can come up with."

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