Sorry this is a bit late, but to make it up to you I'll tell you about my amazing discovery. This morning I ran out of toothpaste so I opened a new tube and... it was green Colgate have made green toothpaste. My life is complete, but to make it even better you could review and tell me about any fun stories you have about toothpaste. P.S you don't really have to tell me about toothpaste, but please review.

It had been four days.

It had been four days since they had kidnapped her. She had spent four days in a damp, dark, soul draining cell with nothing but water and out-of-date petrol station sandwiches. At first she thought someone would find her, but after the second day she began to lose hope.

Today she woke up and she felt that something had changed the sound of people moving around on the floor above her echoed throughout her cell, up until now the only people she had seen were the two men who kidnapped her come to give her food but they both wore balaclavas. She had thought that was a good thing as she realized that if they were going to kill her they wouldn't mind showing their faces. She could hear the footsteps of three people in heavy army like boots and she could almost make out a forth pair of feet which sounded like they were wearing heels.

Half an hour later she heard the heeled feet making their way down the stairs.

He woke up screaming. He had been having the same nightmare for three days now, and each night he had been shaken awake by Kate, but today he had not. He searched for her presentence, but remembered she had gone home for a proper night sleep. So now he found himself alone in the back of his car (where they had been sleeping for the last few nights) in a cold sweat and filler with adrenalin pumping through his veins.

The nightmare that haunted him would stay with him for hours into the day. The nightmare was simple it was him watching Alexis being stabbed. The first night it happened he almost got there in time he almost saved her but as the time she was missing grew longer each night he became farther away from saving her.

He reached for his phone about to call Kate before he realized she would be asleep. The last three nights after she woke him they would talk for hours, well he would. He would tell her about Alexis about every single memory he had. The first night he told her all about Alexis's first years up until her first day at school, the second he told all about Alexis when she was at grade school and last night he told her all about her at middle school.

She couldn't sleep and in the middle of the night she finally gave up. She rolled over to face her alarm clock; it read 4:13 AM. It was too early to go to the 12th. Never the less she pulled herself out of bed and pulled on her bath robe over her PJs. She sat on the sofa and reached for the phone, she knew Castle would be awake and if he wasn't he was such a heavy sleeper he would sleep through the phone ringing.

"Hey, couldn't sleep?" She asked after he picked up after too rings.

"No, and by the sounds of things you couldn't either." He replied. "I had the nightmare and can't go back to sleep. I just can't stop thinking about her."

"I know, but we're getting closer to finding her. Remember the first time I met her."

He lightly laughed into the phone. "Yes it was at the station and she was posting my bail."

"I couldn't believe you two were related and sometimes I still can't."

"I find it hard to believe myself sometimes. Remember when she wanted to speak to you in private about that school trip."

"You were so stressed."

"That was the first time you two had a thing and left me out."

"Yes, it was."

"I never thought I would meet the famous Alexis Castle." Standing before Alexis was the owner of the heels. She stood at least 5ft 10 and had striking red hair a few shades darker than Alexis, but by far her most amazing feature were her eyes, baby blue and an exact replica of Alexis's. "I don't suppose you know who I am?" She asked. Alexis shook her head in reply. "Well I suppose telling you would do no harm. I am Alina but you can call me aunt."

"What?" Alexis asked confused.

"Well, I guess we have time for a story before I... well you will find out later. In 1969 my mother was imprisoned in Moscow they believed she was a double spy working for the CIA, although she claimed her innocents communist Russia left little room for justice. By 1970 she had grown used to living in the prison and even though they had tortured her for information which she did not have she still had a fighting spirit, later that year everything changed she met my father, your grandfather, he was a captured CIA agent and they fell in love instantly. My mother once told me they spent countless hours talking about a free world about how they planned to escape to America.

In 1971 it was a harsh winter, the prison was over flowing with people, the conditions slowly deteriorated and before long they were surrounded with people staving or freezing to death. They started to saved up there food and on a dark cold night in the middle of winter they stole clothes of their dead cell mates and escaped into the streets of Moscow.

They squatted in derelict buildings, often with other escaped prisoners; it was a hard life but better than being in the prison. Three months after their escape my mother discovered she was pregnant with me. They knew they wouldn't be able to raise a child living the way she did so they knew they had to do. They had to escape to America. They crossed Europe by train, and then ended up in France and managed to cross the channel to England, where they managed to board a ship to America.

Meanwhile the CIA had taken my father for dead, but after they arrived in New York they found out he was still alive. They requested he return to service, but he could not tell how he smuggled my mother in, so he left her weeks before I was born. That was the last time my mother saw my father.

In January 1972 my father was working undercover in New York after transferring to the FBI that is where he met the up and coming actress. They never saw each other after that night and without her name his chances of finding her were hopeless. Nine months later your father was born. My father didn't find out about his second child for many years.

As I grew older my mother became involved in something she deeply regretted. There was a band of Russian's living all over the US they were working for the Russian government. They were dotted all over the place from California to Manhattan. My mother became a maid for one of officers using a fake name she slowly began becoming more and more friendly with him until he invited her to join the cause and for the next few years she lived a life of luxury attending balls with senators on visits to New York, head of banks and rich and famous Broadway stars. But in the year 1976 it all changed the society became more violent, they began torturing people for information, kidnapping family's she tried to leave but she couldn't. They started to train her, taught her to kill and before long she was also torturing American citizens.

From the age of 8 I was looking after myself finding food and sleeping rough. I would go to my mother once a week on a Sunday and she would feed me and I would sleep at the house the rest of the week she would be travelling around America gathering Intel.

She did that throughout the cold war until it ended in 1991 after the Christmas day announcement, but the society still continued they had broken contact with the Russian government, but with their resources cut they had to focus on two cities New York and Washington D.C.

Two years later Johanna Beckett started a mission to clean up the neighbourhood. She began simply putting up posters about litter and started baseball teams for under privileged children. Unfortunately for her in 1995 she stumbled onto something. Something that was bigger than her it was the Russian society. It had grown since 1991 and against my mother's wishes I had joined it. By 1993 none of our members had any ties to Russia we acted and still do independently.

We have one aim and one aim only to turn America in to a communist country and Johanna Beckett got in the way, she started to investigate, and little by little she began to find out about our little set up and eventually two days before she died she went to the NYPD where she met none other than my ageing father. She showed him everything all the evidence, but unfortunately for her he showed little interest. She tried again the day she died but now she had pictures of our blue prints for nuclear weapons and believe it or not the NYPD took action. So as you can understand there was nothing we could do but kill her. A pleasure that I was fortunate to have.

Now Alexis I guess you get what I'm getting at, as soon as detective Beckett started to investigate her mother's murder we had to stop her. So I shot her in the chest, but as you know that didn't work so I had to try and find another way to stop her and since the little message I sent her on her recent case didn't help I will have to make it more personal. I will have to kill you."

Ok, wow that was a lot longer than I thought it would be. I know this isn't really historically accurate but... I'm a geography girl. It's my birthday today so it would be a great present if you would review. ;)