Panic

Warning: This story contains mature content. Reader discretion is advised.

I repeat: Reader Discretion Is Advised.

This is a Caskett story in the end. There is no major character death. Also no minor character death. Sex will be mentioned, however there is no violence.

Remember, for all stories in this series, if you ignore the warnings and don't like it that is on you. You were warned.

This is an alternate reality story (Meaning I do not follow Canon event by event)

One Chapter Only

Kate dropped her keys when she tried to unlock the door to her apartment. She stooped down, picked them up, and tried again. God, she was tired; she went into her apartment. It was mentally mostly, but that transferred into being physically tired as well. She closed and locked her door.

"Good evening, Detective." It was a man's voice. Alarmed, Kate scanned her living room and spotted him just sitting there. Since she was still armed, she pulled out her weapon and pointed it at him.

"Who are you?" Kate demanded.

"Relax, Detective. If I wanted you dead, you would be dead. Please join me, we need to discuss something. However, first, take a look at your kitchen countertop." He gestured toward her kitchen.

While keeping her weapon trained on him, she looked at what was laying there. "Are these what I think they are?" Kate had seen something like them before. Just not these exact ones.

"Yes, three are from your apartment. The other one I found in your laptop," he explained.

"I'm bugged!?" She knew what was happening at the precinct, but why would anyone bug her?

"I'm willing to bet your cell phone, work phone, and your desk are also bugged. They want my son and think you know something. So the question I have for you is, where is my son?" He had lost track of him, and Kate was still his best lead.

"Like I told my captain, the FBI, and Homeland Security, I don't know where Castle is." Kate was still pointing her weapon at him, but he just sat there. "Wait, your son? Castle doesn't know who his dad is."

"Quite true, he doesn't. But I know who he is, as well as my only granddaughter, and Martha. I've done my best to keep tabs on them. So tell me what you do know," he said impatiently.

"Why should I tell you anything?" Kate countered and kept her weapon ready.

"Good question. Since they want my son, I'm betting he did something stupid. He has wings, a tail, horns, and his skin is more reddish suddenly. Beyond that, it would be just how much of his pants survived his transformation. So what happened, Detective?"

Kate put her weapon away. "You know about that?"

"That my son is a Demon, an Incubus to be precise? Of course, I know," he retorted. "Now, how about you sit down and explain to me everything that happened."

"Who are you?" Kate meant a name.

"I'm Jackson Hunt."

Kate raised an eyebrow. "Sounds made up." Meaning it was fake.

"That's because it is. Now, what happened, and what exactly did my son say to you?" Jackson asked insistently.

She still wasn't sure she should be talking to this guy. "Why should I trust you?" Kate demanded. "For all I know, you're part of Homeland Security trying to get me to tell you something I don't know."

"Solid point. Sound thinking." Jackson bent down and took off his shoes first. Then he straightened up and began stripping off his clothes, exposing that he was armed, and it had a silencer attached to it.

"For one, I'm not the FBI, Homeland Security, or any other three-letter company. Though I have managed to get a lot of jobs with the CIA in my history," Jackson told her.

He was finally naked. "Pay close attention. I'm not going to do this for you again. Ever!" Jackson quickly shifted into an Incubus. "My son looked a lot like this, didn't he? You still think I'm FBI, Homeland Security, or maybe you think I'm KGB. Oh, I know! I'm Mossad. PULL YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS, DETECTIVE! I thought you were smart. So fucking act like it." Jackson started putting his clothes back on.

Once again dressed, he sat down. "Now sit the fuck down, stop wasting my time, and tell me what happened, damn it. Short version first. Then we'll go over each and every thing that happened. Right down to the dust bunny in the corner hiding a TV camera."

Kate sat down and proceeded to sum up what had happened. "We were out to talk to a possible suspect. Only he got the drop on me. I had only just reached for my weapon when he fired. I might be dead if not for Castle. Suddenly he was in front of me and he had wings and a tail.

"Castle took the weapon and broke his arm. I was just putting the cuffs on his broken arm when Castle told me he had to run. That he was sorry, but he had to go. And he jumped out the window. After that, I don't know. By the time I looked, he was gone. We were on the fourth floor.

"He doesn't answer his cell phone, and neither does Alexis. I don't know if Martha even has a cell phone. When I could, I went to his place. The doorman told me they moved out suddenly. Then he told me there had been people wanting to know about Mr. Castle, asking questions about him.

"I checked anyway, but no one answered the door."

"We're going to get you to remember each and every item that was in that room. We'll find out if that was just an accident or a setup to find out about my son. And if it was, I'm going to find them and kill every last one of them. Don't worry, it will be nice and fast. They won't feel a thing, though it goes against my nature. They're messing with my son and really should suffer before dying. But I'll do you one favor," Jackson told her.

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It was late and Jackson was leaving. "Wait, if you find him will you tell me?" Kate asked.

Jackson stopped at the door. "Why would I do that?"

"Because…" Kate knew he was forcing her into this. All her life, she had wished she could find someone to jump into life with, with both feet. Except actually doing that was turning out to be a lot harder than she ever thought it would be.

"FINE!" Kate yanked off her boots and stripped off all of her clothes until she was standing in front of him completely naked. Then she shifted. "Because I'm a Succubus. He didn't have to step in front of that bullet. I could have shifted and stopped it, but Castle was there, so I reached for my weapon.

"If I'd had the courage to tell him, he wouldn't have had to do that. But then maybe they would be after me instead. At least it would be me, not him. I'm a cop, I deal with danger every day. Castle is a writer. An unarmed one," Kate closed her eyes and let her shoulders sag.

"Yeah, looking good, though. Remember, BUGS! They will most likely replace those listening units by tomorrow. They can be in your cell phone, your work phone, your desk," he warned her. "And in your car, maybe even the coffee shop, or any other place you frequent.

"As for telling you anything, I'll consider it. Just be ready to move at a moment's notice. Do you care enough to leave everyone else behind, including your father? And don't think for an instant he isn't just as bugged. Like your friends and all of his friends." And with that, Jackson left her.

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It had been a month, and Kate was losing her mind. She had spent the first few weeks fighting with herself about Castle. If the big jerk had only fucking told her he was an Incubus. If she had told him. But how was she going to do that? They would be hunting for her just as hard as they were hunting for him.

She had packed an entire suitcase with all the essentials last night. In case her apartment got searched daily, she had shoved it back into the closet. Her carry-on bag was empty and sitting on top of it; she only needed to fill it. But he wasn't going to tell her a thing. It had been thirty-one very long days. She was just torturing herself.

It took Roy to tell her to go home. So here she was, dragging herself up the stairs to her apartment. All this worry was going to be for nothing. All this soul-searching. All of her life since her mother had been killed. Everything she had done since then, helping her dad get off alcohol. She didn't even have one solid lead on her mother. She sacrificed her dream; what had it gotten her?

"It got me Castle, and I'm too fucking chicken to do anything about it," Kate told herself as she put her key in the lock. She sighed and went in. Then Kate turned, closed the door, and went to turn the deadbolt when she spotted an envelope taped to the inside of her door.

"Fifteen minutes, downstairs. Or stay here forever."

Kate felt her heart go into panic mode. It sounded like Jackson Hunt, like it was something he might do. But why wasn't he here to tell her? How long ago had he left this for her? Was she down to five minutes, or was her fifteen minutes two hours ago?

That had her spinning to look at her apartment. She had already fought with herself over this what-if. How many what-ifs did anyone get? "MOM, say something," Kate pleaded, "I need to know what to do."

"Life never gives you something you can't handle," said the voice in her head.

Kate rushed to her bedroom closet and pulled out her carry-on bag; she grabbed things and stuffed them inside. She searched her bathroom and just snatched things and looked at her watch. "I have ten minutes or less if Jackson's not already gone."

It was time for her to leave, so she took hold of her two bags and headed for the front door. Kate didn't even bother to lock the door and ran for the stairs. She rushed outside and looked around frantically.

She spotted a double-parked car right out front. So she bent down to look and saw Jackson. Kate hurried out to the car, opened the back door, and threw in her bags. Then she got in the passenger seat and buckled her seat belt.

At that point, Kate put both hands over her face and dissolved into tears. If Castle wasn't on the other end of this leap of faith, it would break her forever. And from what she had read about Demons over the last month, she might end up living forever. As in forever, forever.

Jackson glanced over at her while maneuvering through traffic. "Crying?"

"You try throwing your life away for the potential of something that isn't certain." Kate put her hands down and let her tears fall.

Kate watched where they were going. He was headed north on the Interstate. "Did you find him?"

"Yes and no," Jackson said. "We can talk when we're in the air."

"We're flying?" How far had Castle gone?

Jackson reached into his pocket and pulled out a couple of things. "You're going to need these. Your ID and passport will need to go into the trash – preferably shredded – or in a weighted bag at the bottom of a river. Someplace no one will find it." Jackson still had things he needed to do.

Kate looked at the first one. It was in Russian, and she could read it. It was a passport. "He's in Russia? But Castle doesn't speak Russian." She was pretty sure he didn't speak anything but English.

"No, but you do now. You need a new name, Detective. Open the glove box."

Kate did as he told her and pulled out a small bag. "Scissors, electric clippers, tan cream, and hair bleach. You want me to change my hair." Kate wasn't that stupid.

Jackson nodded. "Something radically different. We'll be stopping at the first Rest Stop to do just that. I'm cutting and you're bleaching."

Kate hadn't anticipated this, but he was right. If Castle had disappeared and she wanted to join him, she needed to disappear too.

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Kate was back in the car while Jackson kept driving them north toward the Canadian border. She was rubbing the back of her neck. Her hair had never been this short in her life. It was seriously short in the back and on both sides. Jackson had left her hair long on the top. It was a beautiful pale gold blonde. Looking in the mirror, even she didn't recognize herself.

Now she was watching as Jackson had pulled over, put her old ID and passport into a bag, dropped some weights into it, tied it off and threw it over the railing, never to be seen again.

"So, where are we going?" What she meant was, where was Castle.

"There's a device under your seat. Take it out, and turn it on," Jackson said as he took a quick look in the rearview mirror and then made sure she did just that.

"It's a bug detector. You don't take anything for granted, do you?" Kate thought he was overly paranoid. If there was a bug, they were already in trouble.

"I find I live longer that way," Jackson commented dryly. He watched her turn it on and wave it around including over her baggage in the back.

"Clean." Kate tried again. "So, where are we going?"

AEROPORT MONTRÉAL SAINT-HUBERT LONGUEUIL

She had meant, where was Castle, but she watched and followed him to a small private jet. It was a small Cessna two-engine jet. "You own a jet?" Color her impressed. She was also impressed that he knew how to fly if a pilot wasn't waiting for them.

"CIA. I've already swept it for bugs, GPS trackers, or anything else they might use," Jackson advised Kate as he opened her up and climbed inside. "Load your bags, and then follow me."

Kate did what he did and sat in the co-pilot seat. She listened to him talk to someone in the tower. He seemed to know what he was doing as he took off and flew out over the ocean. Except it was pitch black out, so she couldn't tell.

"No talking. This is where we fall of their radar," Jackson told her. Kate gritted her teeth hard as suddenly they went down. Finally, he leveled off and just flew.

"A little more warning next time, maybe?" Kate chastised him. That was damn scary.

Jackson grinned at her. "No one lives forever." Kate glared back at him.

"So, what do you know?" Kate was long since ready for an answer. She had just thrown her life away with possibly no future. Though, she had a Russian passport. She could escape to Kiev, perhaps. At least she knew how to get around there.

"I don't know for a fact if Castle is there. However, I used Alexis to try and find him, believing that Alexis would want high school, still followed by college. So what did that gain me?

"I spent days, weeks sitting at a computer. What new transfer students had recently started school?" Jackson began to explain.

"Talk about a long shot." Kate wasn't impressed.

"Even Black Pawn is after my son, so he can't write any longer. At least not as Castle. Martha might be wearing a disguise with a new name, so that left me with my granddaughter. Believing that she needs an English speaking school, that left off a lot of places that I might escape to, like Ko Phi Phi in Thailand.

"Australia and New Zealand are too obvious. Granted, my son might not think that, but I had to give him some credit. So where would you want to escape to? Someplace that used enough English that you could live there and attend school?" Jackson challenged her.

Kate sighed and tried to think. "England is obvious, so is France and Germany. Thinking that he planned ahead for this, meaning he has money." Kate sighed again. "If it was me, anyplace Russian. I suppose you could get by for a bit while you learned a new local language. So Spain or Portugal are possible. Choose a small coastal town." She gave up. "So, where are we going?"

"First stop is Heathrow." Jackson gave her a clue. "After that, we fly to Geneva and find a train."

"SWITZERLAND!?" Kate thought about it. "Alright, I guess I can see that. But not in Geneva?"

"No, and once we reach the right city, that's where it will get hard. We need to go to that school, try and pick Alexis out of all those kids, follow her home, and not scare her." Jackson knew that was where his research stopped.

"Alexis is smart. She might notice us." Kate gave her a chance at spotting them.

Jackson huffed an annoyed breath. "I didn't say this was going to be easy."

"I suppose the harder it is, the better," Kate acquiesced. If this was all he had, maybe everyone else had even less.

"Now you're talking my language." Jackson finally liked what he was hearing. At last, thedetective was showing some brainpower. "If I can't find them, no one else can either. But I do have an emergency exit all planned."

Her eyebrows went up. "You're planning on staying too." Kate heard that loud and clear.

"I'm an Incubus. They'll want me as well. At least this way, I can help keep my family safe. I've been trying to do that long-distance for years," Jackson informed her. "I have enemies that would love to know that I have a family that they can use against me."

"Where exactly are we going?" It wasn't Geneva, but they were taking a train to reach it.

"Institut Monte Rosa," he told her. "It's in Montreux, Switzerland, in the wine country. It's a boarding school for international students that speak English. Though she could be learning French since France is on the other side of Lake Geneva. That or Italian. Based on my research, all three are spoken widely in the region. Sadly, I don't speak any of those."

"I'm not sure I even know where that is." Kate couldn't picture it.

"Geneva is on the far west side of Lake Geneva. Montreux is on the far east side. The best way to get there is by train. We're going to need a hotel room," Jackson warned her.

"As long as there are two beds, I can share." She wasn't sleeping with him.

"I'll try not to take that personally," Jackson joked with her and saw her grin at him.

"Jackson, if I'm Russian, what are you?" Kate queried.

"Egyptian," he said. "I speak Arabic just fine. With a little work, I can even look Egyptian."

"We won't stand out like a sore thumb, will we?" Kate wasn't sure that was such a good combination.

"Well, if we have to run, I'm Jordanian, you're still Russian, and everyone else is South African."

"You've planned ahead." Now, Kate was impressed.

"I have millions that I've earned or helped myself to in accounts in the Cook Islands." Jackson saw the glare she was giving him. "Don't worry. They were all bad people. They also happen to be dead now, so they don't need the money."

"Switzerland. Hmm, this should be interesting." Kate thought about that.

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The school turned out to be three floors tall, and it consisted of a mix of stone and brick with red windows. It was also long. And it looked like it had another two buildings right behind it.

Today was their third day trying to spot Alexis, knowing that she would, or should, look different. But how different?

Kate laid a hand on his arm. "The girl with thekind of short, glow-in-the-dark red hair. What do you think?"

"She can't hide that pale skin all that easily, and her eyebrows are nearly invisible from here. I think you've got something. Take the lead; I'll hang back," Jackson told her and watched her leave. He waited a little before getting up and leaving money behind to pay for their Espressos.

She walked a lot and didn't seem to be in a hurry. Eventually, Kate turned and let Jackson take over while she followed him.

Kate watched him nod at a building. Right out front was a STOP sign with a NO LEFT TURN sign under it. "Interesting. Three floors, open block on the ground floor, stone for the next two, and framing, I'm guessing, for the top floor." Kate liked the look of it. "I count eight balconies, each with a door full of glass. Interesting shape, too. It's not square."

"I kinda like it." What he liked was the look of it. "Now, or come back later?" Jackson was willing to listen to her idea.

"If we have the wrong girl, we're back at square one. We might as well do it now." Kate wanted to get it over with. "We both need cum soon, as well." She knew they were both Demons.

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Kate knocked and waited after finding the stairs and ended with a door. Jackson was behind her somewhat, watching her back. He had to, they were all Demons here.

Kate saw someone that she was betting was Alexis, answering the door.

"Can I help you?" Alexis hadn't seen her before.

Kate was pretty sure of it. It was hard to miss the old orange that she used to have so much of. "Hello, Alexis." Kate smiled but instantly saw fear on the teen's face.

"I don't know anyone by that name. You must have the wrong place." They hadn't been here all that long, and they had to run again already? Alexis tried to close the door on her, but the woman stopped her. Now she was beyond scared.

Kate tried again. "It's me, Kate, Alexis. I'm Kate. Homicide Detective Kate Beckett. NYPD, 12th precinct."

"NO! We didn't do anything." They weren't evil, and none of them had done anything bad.

"I'm not here to arrest you, Alexis. Or your dad, or Martha. We want to escape with you. I'm a Succubus, too," Kate revealed.

Confused, Alexis stood there, almost frozen with fear. They hadn't planned for this. They had thought they would be able to spot someone looking for them just by watching them. It was why she had different routes from home to school and back again. And she switched between each one every couple of days.

"Is Castle here?" Kate asked her, and she still looked scared. She probably had every right to be. Kate was certainly frightened. But for an entirely different reason. What if Castle rejected her? They were close, but not that kind of close.

Alexis was still scared stiff, and she just stood there, shaking her head.

"Alexis, please. I promise we're not here to arrest you or take you back. Give me a chance, and I'll prove that I'm a Succubus. It was nearly impossible to find you." Kate kept trying, and then Martha showed up.

"Martha! You look so...not like you. What have you done?" She wasn't wearing anything that shocked the eyes, and her hair was different. "It's me, Kate. What do you think?" Kate ran a hand through her hair.

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They were all sitting there in various states of shock for a multitude of reasons. Right now, Rick was stuck on just one. "You found us by using Alexis going to school?" Rick couldn't believe it. He had worked so hard to be ready to run, only for his dad and Kate to find them using Alexis. And all she did was go to school.

"I knew I should have taken French, or maybe Italian. Something." Alexis was positive this was her fault.

"We got lucky, is what we got. It was just my first try at finding you," Jackson countered.

"But you did. So, how far behind are the others?" Alexis looked at her dad. She didn't want to have to move yet again. They had only just settled in here.

"I don't have enough ID's for all of us to keep this up. Money, yes, change our IDs and our looks, no." Rick didn't have an answer.

"I'm not sure you have a problem, Richard. The people looking for you don't think like I do. They're focused on finding you, not your family. That may eventually change, but they're not thinking all of your family are like you." Jackson wasn't so sure they needed to run again. "Besides, I have a plan for us if we do. Getting there from here might be a challenge, though." He hadn't planned on being in Switzerland.

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The house they were in only had three bedrooms and four bathrooms, so Kate and Jackson were back in their hotel room for now. They needed time to figure out how this was going to work.

In the morning, Rick led Kate to his bedroom to talk in private. "You chased me all the way out here? Why would you do that? Being here means you don't dare talk to anyone back home. No one." Rick didn't understand. He and Kate didn't kiss. They didn't date. Not officially date, anyway. Go out for lunch, yes. Go to get coffee, yes. Invite her over to the loft, yes. But not an official date, let alone kiss.

"Why didn't you tell me you were an Incubus?" Kate asked him instead of answering him.

"Tell you that I'm a Demon? You're the woman that doesn't believe in Ghosts, Zombies, Aliens, or Santa Claus. Are you honestly asking me that? Why didn'tyou tell me you were a Succubus? I believe in all those things. Do you really think I would reject you because of that?

"You criticize almost all my theories. For you, everything is black and white. If you can't touch it, it doesn't exist. A Succubus that doesn't believe in any of those." Rick couldn't wrap his mind around such a thing and sat down on his bed. Suddenly, he had a pounding headache.

It was all on her, and she knew it. She sat down next to Rick and took one of his hands in hers. "I don't have a good excuse, Castle, or whatever you name is now. I'm trying to get used to mine still.

"I've been getting the cum I need from a long series of one-night stands. I got used to it. I couldn't risk falling in love with you. You were human. From what I know now, Demons live a long time. If I fell in love with you, and you died on me, what was that going to do to me? Lose my mother followed by losing you. I'm not sure my heart could take that amount of pain. So, I didn't tell you.

"Then you took a bullet for me. The perpetrator saw it and survived, so he told his story, and suddenly my life was under a microscope while they searched for you. Now that I've up and disappeared, they're going to be looking for me too.

"Yes, I left everyone behind. I'll never talk to any of them ever again. Not my Dad or Lanie. Not Kevin, Javi, or even the Captain. It took me a month of soul-searching to work out that I was already in love with you. I was lying to myself. My mother would kill me if she found out what I've been doing. So, here I am.

"The question is, what do we do now? Your dad has a plan to leave here. If you don't want us, want me, I guess we'll take it and leave you behind." It was all Kate had.

"You know how long I've waited to hear you say that? To dream that you might say that. Being a Succubus so that you'll never leave me is just a bonus. As for running or staying, I guess we'll talk," Rick said.

Kate believed that all this was suddenly worth it and leaned across to kiss him, and she felt him kiss her back. That was followed by feeling his arms around her. Soon she was on her back on his bed while still kissing him.

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"Come on, Rick, fuck me again. I'm not tired. I need your cum. I don't just need it, I want it. For once, do as I tell you. FUCK MY PUSSY!" Kate begged him.

Rick and Kate had one bedroom, Alexis had one bedroom, and Martha and Jackson had the remaining bedroom. Jackson hadn't presumed that she would want him. Not when he had left her after one night. Granted, Jackson had kept track. He helped when he could, and when she needed it. But this was different.

Alexis didn't have school today, and she was still adjusting to having these two living with her. With her family. "So if things go wrong, what do we do?" Alexis had been part of the planning for Montreux, Switzerland, so she wanted to know what was next.

"Ko Phi Phi, Thailand. You might have had an escape plan, but I'm an Incubus, so I had one of my own. But I'm not sure how to get there from here." That was Jackson's only issue.

"I didn't really have a plan. Never thought I would get found out. I guess escape to my family cabin in the woods, maybe." Kate didn't have anything. One more reason to admit to herself that she loved Rick.

"So what's there?" Alexis asked. She liked it here. But if she didn't like it there, they needed a new plan.

"Five bedrooms, five bathrooms, located in four different Pods. It's right on the coast and has a pool surrounded by plants. It's mostly private. I picked it because one, Tahi Baht is only thirty cents, and I have access to millions. It was sixty-five million Tahi Baht," Jackson told them.

"That's… That's…" Alexis needed to do the math in her head. "Two million dollars. Dad spent more than that for this place. Where's the high school?" Alexis queried and got Jackson to burst out laughing.

"It never came to mind. It's an island, so there has to be one. Now, do they speak English? And I'm pretty sure you're not going to find a college on the island. Bangkok, sure. Ko Phi Phi Island, very doubtful," Jackson had to admit. "I'm sorry, but I wasn't thinking of you when I bought it.

"Well, shoot!" Suddenly it didn't sound like such a great idea. But if they had to run, at least they had a place to run to. "Can you sell it and buy one in Bangkok?" Alexis looked hopeful and got Jackson to start laughing again.

"This is going to be a whole new life for me. It's different than what I'm used to. But to answer your question, Alexis, I suppose so. Don't even really have to sell it to buy something in Bangkok," Jackson said.

"I still own the building the loft is in and the house in the Hamptons. I can't afford another home," Rick mentioned. "Provided they don't take them from me." He thought they might since they wanted him so badly.

"Thai is the official language, though many people do speak English. I speak Arabic and Thai, so that's why I chose it. Mostly because of the cost," Jackson said, and he shrugged.

"Great, you can teach me when I don't have school." Alexis was more than willing.

"Might as well add me. If I can learn Russian, I can learn Thai. I hope," Kate said and smiled.

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They still felt safe in Switzerland when Alexis was ready for college. That summer was when they had a serious conversation about what to do next.

They chose a private residence in the Four Seasons in Thung Wat Don, Bangkok, Thailand. Four bedrooms, four bathrooms, with 374.69 square meters of space. There was a canal view and city view. The cost was four point eight million US dollars. It was a little more than Jackson thought about spending, but it was perfect for Alexis.

They just needed to decide how to get there and live there safely. The family had no plans to change names again, so Russian, Egyptian, and Canadian passports would get them all there.

Just now, between them, they owned five homes. There was a home in New York City, one in the Hamptons, one in Switzerland, and two in Thailand. The Ko Phi Phi house would be just like the house in the Hamptons. It would be somewhere to retreat to, a place to get out of the city.

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Kate was standing in front of the mirror, trying to see if she could see her baby bump. She was getting more cum than she had ever had in her life from Rick. So she had allowed some of it to see if it could find one of her eggs.

Suddenly she felt Rick's arms around her, and his hands were now on hers. "Feel anything?" Being a Demon meant she didn't have a period. That wasn't how it worked for her.

"I can't tell." Kate spun in place to face him. "I guess you'll just have to keep making love to me." Sheraised her arms to slip around his neck.

"First things first, love. Where do we get married? Switzerland or Thailand?" Rick asked her. However, her only answer was to kiss him while she smiled and let her tears flow.

She had made the right choice. She had jumped in with both feet, and Castle was right there to catch her. She couldn't love him more. Her life was still far too damn complicated. But at least she wasn't doing it alone any longer.

As for everyone she had left behind? So far, not much had changed that they could find out about. Hopefully, it would stay that way.