Kidnapped Ch.11

She laid back against the sofa, her eyes closed and a peaceful expression on her face. Her hand draped naturally but protectively around her bulging stomach, protecting the little one from the evil that lurked in all corners of the world.

He sat down next to her quietly and began to trace a finger over her stomach ever so gently, where their unborn child rested in her womb. Her eyes fluttered sleepily as she woke up from the small movements, and a smile curled on her lips.

'I thought you were at a meeting?' she asked, and he grinned at her.

'Couldn't get out of there quick enough. I miss two of my three favorite people,' he told her childishly, sticking his tongue out to emphasize his point. 'How have you been?'

'Cookie has been kicking up a storm. He'd just allowed me to take a break and sleep,' Kate answered. 'I'm so tired.'

Her eyes began to drift shut again, and her head rolled forward. Castle sat up straight. No matter how tired she was, she never did that, and alarms began ringing in his head.

'Kate, wake up. Wake up,' Castle shook her gently, but she gave absolutely no response.

'Kate,' Castle called, his eyes wide with panic. Instantly, he became aware of the sweat pouring down his face, and he took a deep breath. He looked over to the bed next to him and saw Kate laying there, her face serene, and her still flat stomach without the noticeable bulge from in his dreams. His memories started to flood back, the kidnapping, the fact that Kate might never wake up from the coma…

'It was just a dream. It was just a dream. She is still alive,' Castle chanted to himself as he began to pace around in desperation. The constant beeping of the machines soothed him ever so slightly, and his heartbeat returned to normal.

It had been a whole week since Kate had been taken to the hospital, and there was still no sign of her waking up at all. The doctors have assured him time and time again that her vitals were strong, and that she could wake up any day, but to Castle, each day was more like a year. His only solace was that Kate was right next to him, where she belonged.

'You told me you would deal with it, Antonio,' the man snarled as he slapped the burly man across the cheek, making Antonio wince.

'I know where I cut her, sir. She should not even be alive. She would not wake up,' Antonio tried to reason with the man, but he would hear nothing of it.

'You know what will happen if she wakes up, Antonio. How could you be so stupid to not put on a mask before seeing her? She is a detective, and a damn good one too. Do you really think she would give up looking for you? Look at how tightly she held her mother's case to her. She will never let go, and I will be finished,' the man snarled.

'I'll make sure you aren't,' Antonio answered, and the man laughed mirthlessly.

'How would you do that if she wakes up?' the man asked.

'Then I'll go deal with her once and for all,' Antonio answered, staring at the man in the eyes. 'And this time, I'll make sure of it.'

With a light bounce in her step, Alexis went off to class happily. Kate was finally home with her little brother or sister, and she will wake from her coma soon. She was no longer in the hands of the people who had done the unthinkable to her.

It had been disappointing to know that the people who did this to her were still in the wind and not in the custody of the NYPD, but at least she knew that Kate was no longer in their hands anymore.

'What's got you in such a fantastic mood today, Alexis?' Paige asked, taking in the cheerful sparkle in her friend's eyes that had been missing for the past few weeks.

'Everything is just the way it should be,' Alexis answered, smiling happily. 'Everything.'

With the syringe placed in the metal tray, he walked along the corridors of the hospital. He was not taking any chances, and any loose ends will have to be tied up.

Flashing his medical badge at the officers standing next to the door, he gave them a confident smile as he showed them a medication that was placed next to the tray.

'Is his name on the list?' one of the officers asked as a second officer began running a finger down the list of names on a clipboard.

'Castor Helbi. Yes, his name is here,' the other officer nodded, granting access, and unknowingly allowed a killer into Detective Beckett's room.

'What are you doing here?' Castle asked, and he smiled reassuringly at him.

'Just giving her some vitamins, sir, for the baby,' he answered, flashing him a charming smile, and Castle's frown lessened slightly.

'This will not hurt her?' Castle asked, and he shook his head.

'No sir, this is for her and the baby,' he repeated, showing him the medical gibberish on the label of the bottle.

'Thank you,' Castle answered, as he sat down on the chair, his eyes observing his every move.

Carefully breaking the seal with the syringe, he slipped the needle into the bottle, and pulled at the plunger, but was careful not to get any of the clear liquid into the syringe. Instead, all it contained now was air.

His eyes darted towards Castle, making sure that he had not discovered what he was doing. Walking over to her bed, he took a moment to take in her features before leaning down. Gently slipping the syringe into the tube that was connected to a vein, his thumb rested on the plunger, as he got ready to push in the gas into her vein.

A/N: Seriously, I really love my cliffhangers. I have no idea where they come from, they are just there. I know that this chapter is a little shorter than what you are all used to, but I just got into my new boarding school today, and we have a camp tomorrow, so I don't really have a lot of time for this chapter, and I really wanted to get this chapter up for you guys on time.

As usual, PLEASE REVIEW. Criticisms are much appreciated, but no flamers please.

This chapter is dedicated to Bianca tabbycat for being my wonderful beta.

Zoe tabbycat