A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while. Life caught up to me. Anyway, consider this a Christmas gift from me to you.
(Jack)
"Where. Is. Alex?" I asked the SAS man, Eagle, as he was pinned against the wall. "You all get into a fight and managed to lose him? How are you in the SAS?!"
Saying Eagle was nervous was an understatement, "Uh... Guys, backup here would be much appreciated." At this comment, I let go of him and turned to face the others.
"How did he even get mixed up in all this?" When nobody answered me, I yelled, "Answer me!"
Beckett stepped forward, "Jack, we don't know where Alex is. But... we have something else to worry about. There's a bomb somewhere in the city that will blow up in three days time..."
"What about Alex?" I asked.
She stated sympaathetically, "He's among the hostages the Black Sand taken. We will get them all back alive, Jack. Don't worry."
I sighed, "Not unless Alex gets himself killed first."
"Jack, if you don't mind me asking, what exactly did Alex do as a spy?" Beckett asked.
At this question, I grabbed my cell phone and called a number. The person answered, "Hello?"
"Mrs. Jones, this is Jack. I'm requesting permission to reveal classified information to the NYPD. Alex is in trouble and I think they need to know whatever they need." I stated.
There was a brief pause, "Go ahead." I closed the phone.
I looked at the othersa dn they looked at me expectantly, "Alex lived with his uncle after his parents died when he was a baby. Alex's father was a spy as well as his uncle, Ian Rider."
Captain Montgomery interrupted, "Ian Rider? Was his brother John Rider?"
Jack nodded, "You knew them?"
"I met them a long time ago, Ian and John, they were legends, John was more than Ian. They held my respect." He replied.
"John Rider was Alex's father and Alex inherited his father's... talents I guess you would call it. Ian was killed by an assassin not too long ago and MI6 told Alex he died in a car crash, but Alex learned the truth. When he did, MI6 recruited him as their spy by blackmailing him. Have you heard of the Stormbreakers?"
Most of them nodded.
"The Stormbreakers contained a virus that would kill thousands of children, Alex stopped it. Then, he was sent on a mission to a boarding school where children were being cloned." I stated.
Wolf interrupted me, "I thought that was a one time thing!"
I shook my head, "I wish it was. On Alex's third mission, he was sent to one of the Florida Keys and stopped a nuclear bomb from going off. His last mission was his worst yet. Damian Cray created a video game by using real emotions. Alex told MI6 Cray was suspicious, but they didn't listen and Alex became a rogue agent. To get those emotions he made people play the game in real life, Alex was one of them. Cray was eventually killed when he was shoved into the engine of Air Force One. He's been through a lot and I believe he'll make it through this one fine."
(Castle)
Grief and fear were the only two emotions I felt other than being numb. My mind continued to rewind to the sound of gunfire before the camera was shut off. Was Alexis shot? Will I ever see her again? Is she dead? I was terrified and that terror made me break down. The emotional pain at the thought I may have just lost my daughter was overwhelming. Tears cascaded down my face and tried to supress a sob, then I felt a hand on my shoulder. However, I didn't turn around. I felt Beckett's arms wrap around my waist with her face against my back. I wanted to find comfort in Beckett, but I was completely numb, devoid of all comfort. "Beckett." My voice cracked with grief, "We have to find them and when we do... The bastard that shot my daughter is mine. I know you're probably going to say I can't go, because it's too dangerous, but I'm going regardless of what you say or do to try to stop me."
She hugged me tighter, "I'm not going to stop you Castle."
(Alex)
The bullet wound burned and ached, but it was bearable. The other hostages continued to shoot glances at me, both in worry and confusion. I ignored their stares and drifted between a daze and sleep, my back against the wall and the girl, Alexis, at my side. I opened my eyes completely and looked at her, "You're deep in thought." I stated.
She jumped, not expecting me to talk to her. "Are we going to get out of here alive?"
I put my arm around her shoulders, "Yeah. The others, your father, Beckett, Esposito, Ryan, K-Unit... They'll come after us, don't worry. Until then, let's just focus on what's going on now."
"Alex, you've done this before, haven't you?" She asked.
I hesitated for a minute, "Yeah and I've lived every time, this time won't be any different. I'll get you all through this alive, Alexis. I promise." I stopped as the door opened and two men grabbed my arms, then pulled me through the door. I knew what was going to happen and I accepted it. I was about to be tortured. I wonder what they'll do? Have the others found the bomb yet? Will they find us or will I have to try to get everyone out? Have they figured out where the bomb is, like I have? Is it all hopeless? Even in the midst of my thoughts, I took mental notes of the hallways I was going through and I even saw an exit sign. This gave me hope, maybe it's not hopeless after all. Then, they lead me through another door, into a cold, white room where I could see two pairs of restraints, one for my ankles and one for my wrists. In the corner was the video camera and I knew my torture session was going to be broadcasted. The two men chained me to the wall and left. I smiled, vowing I would reveal whatever information I knew about my enemies. The door opened again and the Black Sand leader walked through the door. He turned on the video camera and made a single call on a phone, "Turn on the television, you'll see something you will never forget."