Chapter 14 is now up. This is my birthday "gift" to all my followers/fans (of my story). Hope that you like. Anything in "italicize" is what that character is thinking, (they seem to fight with their inner soul/heart/mind/gut -(if that's even possible, I don't know. I guess)). but I think that you already know that.

Anyway here is the next chapter. Also I made all of this stuff up, could it really happen, I don't know, but for my story it could. Tell me what you think of it. It's a different kind of story and some might not like it, but oh well. I had fun writing it so...

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Take a chance on me
by BeCastle

chapter 14-I'm following my heart

With her ears still ringing, Beckett peers her eyes over the seat like a child hiding behind a couch. More shots ring out. Great just what I need a gun battle and me without my gun. How am I going to get out of this one? And if they are after me, are they after Castle too? Thinking about Castle how...she didn't want to think about him, she just wanted to be with him. In his arms,... were she knew that she would be safe.
in his arms...
yes, that's where you want to be... that's where you should be...always...safe...safe in his arms...and...

The cabbie speeds into a garage that holds all the city's taxi's.

He could hear that the SUV coming to a screeching halt just outside the doors. He was waiting for the SUV to come in following them, but it just stood there. That was not a good sign, the cabbie thought once I try to get her out my car, they will shoot at her again. And this time they might kill her. Lady what are you running from? The cabbie takes a long, deep breath. "Police lady," the cabbie looks at Beckett, who was laying down in the back across the seat. "We have to switch cars."

"Switch cars and then what? Have them follow me again?" Beckett couldn't believe what was happening, who could be coming after her?
It couldn't be that same guy from the roof could it...and how...where they following me...did I just led them here? Where ever here is?

The cabbie opens his door with caution, after hearing the SUV spin-off, interrupting her thoughts.
"Not if you take one in the front of the building. It's a different kind of Taxi, our green party taxi's ."

"Are they bullet proof?" Beckett knew that cars weren't but saying that might calm her nerves.

"No cars are, but if you want to get to Jewel-mont hotel that your...man is at then I suggest you take it."
My what?... did he just say... my man...
yes your man
but he's...
could be...take the deal and find him...take the chance...if you...
you know I'm...

He goes around the Taxi, opens her door and helps Beckett to her feet, "Are you hurt?"

"No but..." She glances at the bullet holes that are in the trunk and then thinks about the glass being shattered.
These guys mean business who ever they were...that could be my body full of holes...with blood...dripping...
stop thinking that way Kate Beckett, you're safe
for now then what? what if they come back...to...

She swallows, trying to forces the thoughts from her head.

"Don't worry about the car, it can be replaced but people can't."

That's for sure, but why are these gunmen after me? was it the ones that where hanging me off the roof in New York? If they were how did they...they were following me this whole time?...is that why the US marshal was on that flight, did the FBI know something that I didn't? Is that why Will was looking for me, did he know that I was in danger and not...
what? he didn't know that you were there...
what have I got myself or she swallows the lump that was in her throat. Castle into...I mean if they are after me on the plane, then what's stopping them from going after Castle. Beckett blinks, holding back tears,

Castle... She sniffs. what if...that means that Castle is in trouble too. The cabbie's right, I have to get to him before...they find him. but if I go to him, she swallows, then I will lead them right to him. She slides her hands down her face. Castle what do I do? If I come after you, then we might both be dead...but if I don't...and you...I'll...how could I put you in danger like that? I didn't mean to. I...

"What happened to your car bro," another cabbie comes up to see why a car speeded into the shop.

"We got shot at...I need you to take that police lady." he points to Beckett, who is standing, looking lost. "over there..." he hands a paper to the younger cabbie. "To this address."

"That's..."

"Yeah, I promised her that I would get her there to meet her lover."

"Well, she is hot so..." the other cabbie was looking Beckett up and down smiling.

"Just take her there and don't hit on her. She's a cop and I wouldn't mess with a New York cop."

"Oh, a New York cop, one of the finest, in more ways than one." he laughs. "Yeah, I drop her off."

"Thanks," the older cabbie pats the other cabbie on the back. "Cause after a brush with death, I'm going home,"

"Cop Lady, from New York." Beckett turns."I'm here to take you to the hotel that you looking for."

"You know where?"

"Well, that's why we're the best." Beckett hesitates at the new taxi, "Are you coming?" She opens the door, still not feeling at all safe. "It's only a few blocks from here, you could just walk. I mean, I'll walk with you."

"I..."

"Or I could drop you at one of the stores next to the hotel and you can wait for a while, just to make sure that you aren't being followed."

That would work I suppose, I mean what other choices do I have? I can't walk, I would quickly be seen and I can't put any other people in danger. She puts her hands by her side and lets out a sigh, I wish that I had my gun. We haven't been followed in here but once I step out there again then...she sighs, lowering her head, Castle I...I have to...I got us into this mess and I have to find away to get us out of it.

"That would be the better of the two choices but I..." Beckett finally says, thinking at the last second that maybe she should just turn around. If I stay right here I'm safe but...
then don't do it...do what feels right to you.
what is right anymore...I don't know
following your heart, it is what's right...what does that tell you?
that I'm...
besides that...I already know
to go after him...
then do it.

"Climb in and I will get you there...safely." the cabbie says still waiting for Beckett to make up her mind. Beckett does so, hoping that she was making the right choice. The cabbie pulls up to the corner with no one following them. Beckett gets out of the car stepping to the front of the cab. She leans in window,

"Thanks for getting me here safely." She tries to pay the cabbie.

"I can't take that." he shakes his head. "I...I won't." he smiles. "I just hope that you find the man who you are looking for and that things go well for the two of you."

"What?"

"Look this hotel, the Jewel-mont, is one of the best in the city. When someone is that determined to follow someone there, you are either a stalker or a lover. And since you said that you are a cop then he has to be your lover." He winks then pulls out into the street.

Beckett walks into the Lingerie store, one that was next to the hotel, for a minute just to make sure that no one was following her. Lovers me and Castle, I don't see that happening but I can wish...There's always a shot I suppose. But after what's happened between us...I just don't know. I... She unfolds the paper that the cabbie gave her with the name of the hotel on it. Jewel-mont, what kind of name is that? Shaking off the thought, right now I have to find out if he's even in this place, where the cabbie says he went to...I just hope that they were right...I mean I don't know how, but what ever works. Seeing that no one has shot at her, she thinks it's safe to try this hotel.

Beckett stands in front of the Jewel-mont hotel. Being the tallest building on the block, it looks well out-of-place. She walks through the spinning doors. Wow the cabbie was right look at this place. She stands there just taking in the high ceilings, the ornate pillars and the well-polished floor easily reflecting to her a legendary palace-like feel. The guy was right, this is not like any ordinary place, it's...I don't know...something about it just makes it special. Not like most hotels I've been in...to expensive for my taste but...we are talking...Castle. She closes her eyes for a moment before moving. Her high heels echoing as she walks towards the front desk.

The manager glances up from his computer, holding up a finger, telling her that he would be right with her. She flashes her id badge to make him hurry up. "Can you please hold sir. " He places the phone down. I see that this badge does just as good as the real one...
you are who is real not the badge...believe in yourself Kate.

"What can I do for you officer?"

"I'm looking for some information on a guest of yours, a Richard Castle."

"We respect the privacy of our guess we can't give out such info."

"Well then can you at least tell me if you have seen this man?" She places a picture of Castle down on the counter in front of him.

"Once again, ma'am we don't give out that info, not without a warrant."

"I'm the police you are hindering my investigation." what investigation would that be... one of the heart...

"Well, then you will need to show me a warrant. Then I'll tell you everything," he picks the phone back up and continues where he left off ignoring Beckett.

A room server, who was walking by, over hears Beckett and her request.

"The man who you are looking for..." he whispers.

"Have you seen him?" she whispers back showing him the picture. He nods his head towards his left. Beckett glances that way seeing what she thinks looks like a bar area. "Figures, his at a bar." The man winks, she thanks him.

"13th floor..." the man adds as he walks off, not looking back.

Beckett relaxes now that she knew that she had the right place. but why would he be down here if his room is on the 13th floor? Why not just get room service up there? And what is so special about the 13th floor? Castle why would you take the top floor?

"This is our list of items, ma'am." The same man comes back around . "The whole floor, it's the most private place that we have. Usually for weddings, no one but that one person and room service are allowed up to that floor. but since you are a cop," he whispers and hands her a menu, "Here's the code to the elevator." he smiles, hoping that he was truly not going to get caught doing this for her. "If you need anything on the menu just ask, we serve anything 24 hrs a day." he said, in a regular voice, noticing that the manager at the front desk was watching him.

"Good thing to know, thanks for the info." Beckett smiles. She was glade that someone was willing to help her out, to give her the info that she needs. She takes out her phone and pretending to use it.

"I told you..." the manager behind the desk, waves her off. "Shoo...now."

"Just leaving," she snaps her phone shut."Thank you for your time. I'll be back."

"I'm sure you will." he snorts.

Beckett turns, looking into the bar. She sees that Castle, who was indeed in there with his laptop typing away. She was happy to see that she had the right place and that he looks to be safe.
I'll be back all right, grandee it. You just wont know who I'm.
and neither will he...
I...
you're right you have to protect him...but for how long?
what's that suppose to mean...
when are you just going to tell him that you are here...you can see that he's still heart broken...do something about it...
I...
now is the time...and without...
not yet...

Beckett walks towards the spinning door, then stops, you're right I have to do something, just not what you are thinking.
here we go again...her mind says, I just hope that you know what you are doing.
yeah, me too...

to be continued...