Here is the next chapter. I have written majority of the story a while ago and am just trying to go through it chapter by chapter to look over it. I will post more later. Thanks for everyone for following along.

Again, I don't own Castle or any of the characters. It would be awesome if I did.

Beckett is on the way to Castle's loft to question Martha about Castle's disappearance and look for any indications of his whereabouts. During the questioning, Martha mentions strange phone calls that he got just before he left. It's weak, but it's a lead. Beckett whips out her phone to update the guys.

"Hey, look into Castle's phone records. Martha said that he had received a couple strange phone calls"

"Ok I'll call you back when I get something" Ryan responds.

Once she is off the phone, Beckett tells Martha goodbye and heads out the door. She closes it behind her, and leans against it, desperate to catch her breath. She still can't believe what is happening. She wipes the tear streaming down her cheek with her leather sleeve and tries to regain focus. She doesn't have time to get emotional, and neither does Castle.

She's in the elevator when her phone goes off. It doesn't even finish the first ring before she answers in her usual professional voice.

"Beckett"

It's Esposito "Yo we got a hit on the phone records. Records show he received multiple calls from a woman named Sharon White she lives on the Upper East Side. We're heading there now"

"Ok I'll meet you there. Text me that address" she responds. That was what she needed to snap her out of this emotional state, a lead. She has to be able to keep her composure and stay in her 'detective mode'. If she didn't, who knows when or if the person she lov-liked would be found. Whoa, she thought, did I almost just think that I love him? That thought scared her almost as much as not seeing him again.

She arrives at the apartment after the guys, who are already strapped up.

"Ms. White, NYPD, open up!" Esposito shouts, banging on the door. The next thing they see is Beckett kicking the door in, with her gun raised.

"Castle! Castle are you in here?!" Beckett yells with such concern, that her voice almost cracks.

"Clear!" Esposito yells from the back bedroom.

"Clear!" Ryan says from the kitchen. "He's not here. What were you doing?" He says looking at Beckett. She looks back at him confused. "If he was in here, they could've killed him just for kicking in the door. Plus we have no probable cause to come in here in the first place. Use your head!"

The place had white paint on the walls, and shutters open on the two windows not far from entrance, one of which were just hanging on by one hinge. Side tables and chairs alike were turned over; a closet was open with clothes strung out. Ryan in the kitchen kicked around a few pots and pans all along the white tile floor. Esposito looked around in the

She looks around the apartment. She knows he's right, but she doesn't want to admit it. They had better find something here because without probable cause, she could be in hot water, even from her long-time friend Captain Montgomery.

"Let's check the place and see if we can find anything"

Not even a minute later. Ryan shouts "Hey, over here!" everyone rushes over to see what he has found. Just in the coat closet, behind the chair next to entrance to the apartment, is a woman, sitting in the bottom of the closet. She is dead. Her skin is pale, eyes are bloodshot, her medium length dirty blonde hair no longer has the shine that it used to have in her photos. Beckett squats down to take a closer look at the woman. She turns to the guys. "I think we have our probable cause. It's Sharon White"