I want everyone to know that it is okay not to like this chapter. I dont. I wanted to add more inn Castles POV but when i did it made the bad guy seem almost nice. (To Castle at least) And you cant have the bad guy be nice to one peson and mean to the other. But after trying and trying to make him act like he does towards Beckett i gave up. it just wasnt working. So i'm sorry if you dont like it. Please review still though.

Four hours left. Kate looked over the letters again and again. Poor Alexis thinking she would die. It hurt Kate to think about it, but Alexis was safe. Now she just had to find Castle. From what Alexis had said, he wasn't in good shape at all.

Thoughts of Castle were swimming through her head. He was always there, always bugging her by always being great at solving the cases. Right now he would have some elaborate idea about this gut and how to catch him. But he wasn't here to share his thoughts. He was somewhere with a crazy man being tortured to death.

A tear slipped down Kate's face. She didn't like showing this much emotion but it was Castle. Her Castle. The man who made her heart flutter. The man who would tease her endlessly and she liked it. He was hers and she was his even if she wasn't ready to admit it.

Castle woke up with an immense headache. For a moment he forgot where he was, but then he remembered. Last time he checked he was upside down and now he was on a couch. He tried to sit up but he instantly go dizzy and felt like he might throw up. His whole body ached from his head to his toes.

Then he realized something, Alexis wasn't here.

"WHERE THE HELL IS MY DAUGHTER?" He yelled at the empty room. He waited and then he heard some footsteps from outside the door. The door opened and a man came in. It was the man who had kid napped him.

"What did you do to Alexis?" He shouted. "Where is she?"

"Don't worry about her." He said in an ignorant tone.

"If you touched her I'll kill you!" He screamed.

"I dropped her off with a friend of yours. She'll be fine." He said in a way that sounded like reassuring but still had the hint of ignorance.

"How can I believe you? You're probably lying."

"I'm not though."

"How do I know?" Castle was really pissed off. He could feel the rope tied around him burning him every time he struggled.

"You have a point. How about we make a little call?"

Castle thought about it for a moment, if he called Beckett she could track it.

"Do I get to pick who I call?"

"Why not."

"I want to call detective Beckett."

"I figured as much. You have one minute." He said coming over to him and placing the phone by his ear.

"Beckett." She answered, it was so good to hear her voice, and he almost forgot why he was calling. "Hello?"

"Beckett it's me, Castle." He said and he heard her gasp.

"Castle where are you, do you know? Are you okay? Please tell me your okay." He could hear the sadness in her voice.

"I'm doing okay. I need to know if you have Alexis and if she's okay?"

"Yeah she's okay Castle, she only has a few bumps and bruises."

"Fifteen seconds." The evil Zorro mask guy said.

"I have to go." Castle said really not wanting to.

"We'll find you. I will do everything in my power to find you."

"Thanks Kate. Tell my mom and Alexis I love them just in case. And also…." He was cut of by the click of the call ending.

"Satisfied?"

"Not really." Castle said sounding defeated.

"Well, I let your daughter do something and now I'm going to let you."

"What?"

"You get to write three letters to three people of your choice. Well actually you get to speek the letter. I'll write them."

"Why?"

"You don't want to, fine by me."

"No, I do it's just, why do something nice for a man you're going to kill?"

"Why not?" he asked.

"Because you're going to kill me so why do you care if my loved ones know how I feel?"

"For my own satisfaction. I'm not doing it for you. I sure as hell am not doing it because I care. I'm doing it because I get to be the last person to hear your deepest darkest secrets."

Castle sighed. He didn't want to give this guy what he wanted but writing letters might ease his family's pain.

"You said you let my daughter write some, but then you let her go, why?"

"That doesn't concern you. Now are you going to or not?"

"Yeah." Castle didn't want to argue with this guy. One minute he was almost nice the next minute he was hitting him over the head with a baseball bat.

He wrote one for Alexis, of course, then his mother. And the last one was to Beckett.