Title: Kidnapping Castle
Pairing: R. Castle and K. Beckett
Summary: So the bad guys have been caught but what about Castle?
Disclaimer: I don't own Castle
Words: 1 908
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34 hours after being taken
KB POV:
Bracken had been rushed to the hospital to be treated for the gun shoot injury I had inflicted upon him, Gates had sent several uniforms to keep watch over him with even more right outside the hospital.
He was rich and well connected, which meant that it would be easy for him to slip away if he had the chance, we were determined to not give him even the slightest of chances. And then there was Cole Maddox, Bracken's little lap dog it would seem.
Maddox had been taken down without any severe injuries, getting him to talk wasn't working though. Gates had been at it for an hour; the man didn't even blink or flinch at anything she had to say. We weren't going to break him.
Esposito and Ryan came rushing to me, looking like two overexcited puppies. I hoped that it was good news, something that would lead us to finding Castle.
"Dorian identified the guy who stole the van." Ryan announced.
It would seem that things had turned around for us, this was good news. Something that could maybe even lead to Castle being found, Esposito interrupted Gates in her useless interrogation of Maddox to inform her about the latest development.
"Beckett, I take it you going?" She barked out at me, her eyes never leaving me as Esposito explained the situation to her.
"Yes." I answered back, readying myself for a fight.
"Very well, bring him in." Gates calmly ordered with a short nod of her head.
I was stunned at how easily she had given in, it wasn't like her but I wasn't about to argue now. I returned her nod with one of my own before dashing out of the 12th with the boys right on my heels. They were just as eager as I was to get this whole situation over with.
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40 hours after being taken
KB POV
When we arrived at the residence of one George Ernst it was only to find that he wasn't home, we had set up a surveillance team on the house before going off to his work address. But he wasn't at work, we checked a few of his local hangouts yet we were having no luck in locating him.
The surveillance team though finally caught sight of him when he arrived at the house, the boys and I rushed back. Eager to snap a pair of cuffs on him, I wanted to jump out of my car and run straight at him with my gun drawn and force him to tell me everything that he knew.
But I managed to calm myself enough to put on my issued bullet proof vest and meet up with the boys before we made our way onto the property. Every time that I got into a situation like this my pulse would start to rise and my breathing would get shallow. The adrenalin and anticipation flooded through my body, with a nod at Esposito we moved in.
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42 hours after being taken
RC POV:
I was awake again, distant sounds reached my ears but I couldn't make out what they were. My vision was blurred and I was exhausted, my throat ached from thirst and my entire body hurt some places more than others. I was slumped over in the uncomfortable metal chair, my head lolling uselessly to the side but I couldn't find the strength to move.
I wanted this nightmare to be over, it had to end. I didn't know how much more I could take.
The sound wasn't so distant anymore; the grinding of metal and metal reached my ears. The door was being opened, he was probably back to torture me some more. I didn't know if I would be able to survive another round or if I would give him all the answers that he needed.
I swallowed the lump in my throat, I couldn't endanger Kate's life but I needed the pain to end one way or another. And right now it seemed that the only option available to me was death. A beam of light was moving in the darkness, its brightness barely able to hold back the darkness for long.
I stared at it, not able to move an inch. My body felt like dead weight and my mind was clouded over. I stared into the bright beam as it landed on me, slowly my eyes drifted closed trying to block out the harshness of the light.
The footfalls were fast, pounding on the cold concrete floor. I heard someone calling my name, my last name but I couldn't concentrate on it. My eyes wouldn't open no matter how hard I tried to get them to they just wouldn't cooperate with me.
I felt a set of hands on my face, they were tender nothing like the man's punishing grip from earlier. Whoever this person was they were holding my head up gently. Slowly my eyes fluttered open as I became aware of a soft voice murmuring words of comfort to me.
Kate…
She was still alive.
And she had found me.
That was the last thought to go through my mind before blackness encroached on my vision yet again.
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AC POV:
Detective Ryan had called to tell us that they had found him, that they had found my Dad. But he was being rushed to the hospital, in that instant relief flooded through my body at the knowledge he was safe before terror over took me again.
He was being rushed to the hospital which could only mean that he was hurt, Gran and I raced to the hospital wanting to find out all that we can and to be there for him. Beckett, Esposito and Ryan were in the waiting room, blood soaked through their clothes.
I faltered mid step at the sight of them, at the sight of all the blood that was on them. The thought that it was my Dad's immediately came to mind after all none of them looked to be injured in any way which meant that it wasn't theirs.
We badgered the nurse, demanding and threatening for all the information that we could get on Dad's condition. But the nurse was tight lipped saying that the Doctor would be out to see us after the surgery. The word surgery had me rushing out of the room and to the closest bathroom to throw up.
Surgery…
It meant that whatever was wrong was serious, that it wasn't just a cut or bruise. All the blood that I had seen on the Detectives was probably Dad's and there had been so much of it. The realization that he had lost so much of his blood caused my stomach to lurch again.
When I finally made my way out of the bathroom it was to see Gran standing toe to toe with Captain Gates demanding to be told what had happened to Dad. I looked at the scene for all of a moment before slumping down into one of the uncomfortable chairs; I didn't have the energy to keep standing.
All I wanted was to see my Dad, to see him smiling and laughing.
Tears stung at my eyes, I made no move to wipe them away. All I could do was stare at the floor as memory after memory played through my mind, Dad and I playing laser tag, my first day of school, painting together, him reading a bedtime story to me, pushing me on a swing in the park…
It all raced through my mind, his smiling face and happy eyes staring at me.
He had to be okay, he just had to.
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KB POV:
I watched on as Martha and Alexis went to see him, he had just been moved into a private ICU room. The surgery had gone well according to the Doctor but I couldn't bring myself to concentrate and focus on anything that he said afterwards though.
I wanted to rush to his room, to his bedside and make sure with my own to eyes that he was indeed alive.
We had gotten George Ernst to break in a matter of minutes; he had confessed to stealing the van and had told us where he had been instructed to drop it off. He had confirmed that it was indeed Maddox who had hired him to steal the van.
He had dropped it off near an old building that was shut down for renovations, renovations that they had stopped midway for some reason. Bracken owned the building.
A team of twenty had been dispatched to search it from top to bottom to find Castle, the boys and I had been the first in the building. The place had been a mess, pipes and electrical cables ripped out of floors and walls, broken glass everywhere, rubble scattered about. It had felt like an obstacle course.
In one of the underground floors we had found him, we had almost missed it entirely as a large piece of torn metal sheet had been blocking the entrance into the room. And then there he was, cuffed to a chair in the middle of the dark room.
My heart had been lodged in my throat at the sight of him, he was bruised and battered, blood staining his clothes and on the verge of passing out when we had reached him. He had passed out moments after we had reached, while we had been freeing him of the cuffs that had held him in place.
Once we had gotten him out of the room, out of the building and into the back of an ambulance I had seen his injuries in broad day light for the first time. Maddox had hurt him so badly; the urge to put a bullet through the snipers head had surfaced with a vengeance.
The Doctor and Gates were talking, but none of it made sense to me. All I could see was his broken body and slack face.
"He should be awake tomorrow, no later than the following day." The Doctor said before walking away, down the corridor and out of sight.
I wanted to see him but I knew that I wouldn't be allowed into his room just yet. I wasn't family after all.
"Alright then people go home, get some rest and come back tomorrow." Gates said with a nod at us. "Two uniforms will be posted right outside Mr Castle's room for the time being just in case."
I numbly made my way out of the hospital with the boys, with a muttered goodbye I climbed into a taxi giving the driver my address. All I wanted was to see Castle.
But I would have to wait, for now though I needed to get home and have a shower. A scalding hot shower to scrub off all the blood on me and throw away the clothes that I was wearing, tomorrow I would be at the hospital first thing in the morning.
Hopefully I would be able to see him then.
Now wasn't the time to concern myself with thoughts on either Maddox or Bracken, there was plenty of time for that. Neither one of them was about to go anywhere, my mother had finally gotten justice but the price for it had been very high. Thankfully, it hadn't claimed Castle's life.
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AN: Castle has finally being saved! What did you think about the chapter? I hope you enjoyed it.