A/N: Hey guys I'm soo sorry it took me this long to update but the thing is I was having trouble with the story...nothing that music wouldn't solve and then again my music finals are coming up so I haven't really had the time to write...anyway as usual PLEASE REVIEW AND ENJOY!

Castle was in big trouble. It was like everyone was waiting for a move, but non of them tried to do anything. The clock on the bomb was ticking and they had less than 20 minutes to get the hell out before the bomb exploded. He had to think of something to get out alive, but every idea that came to his mind just wasn't good enough to make it out alive. That's when he saw the security camera in the upper corner of the room and finally something clicked in Castle's mind. He hoped and prayed that his father was watching him at the moment. Then, he started taping with his finger.

xxxxxxx

Outside the Precinct, SWAT teams were getting ready to enter the building the second they had green light while police officers covered every possible exit. Meanwhile in the tactics tent, Reynolds, Beckett, Gates, Ryan and Esposito were trying to figure out the best possible way to get Castle out breathing. They thought of a direct attack, but the chances of Castle getting shot were too high and giving his health condition it was clear that they needed to be extra careful.

Beckett was pissed, to say the least, with Castle since he had done the stupidest thing yet and boy he had done stupid things. She didn't know how long they had been standing in that room with guns pointed at each other, but Beckett knew they were running out of time and judging by the look on Castle's eyes he knew it too, but didn't risk to make any move. Then, his eyes briefly glanced at the security camera and she saw as Castle's eyes lighted up. He got an idea. Beckett payed more attention to Castle's demeanor and she noticed. the slight tapping of Castle's finger.

"Guys, come quick." They all approached to the screen. "He's sending us a message."

"Morse code." Reynolds said taking out a small notepad. "L...I...G...H...T...S...O...U...T" Reynolds spelled. "Keeps repeating."

"That's suicidal." Ryan muttered.

"Not if I go in alone." Reynolds answered and everyone looked at him. "Look, there's no point in using a big strike to take down these people, that's only gonna get Richard killed...I know how to handle darkness in my favor...I can take them down."

"What about Castle?" Esposito asked. "He's gonna be even more vulnerable in the dark."

"He can take cover when the lights go out." Gates said. "Besides he came up with the idea, he must know what to do."

"I don't like this." Esposito said.

"Me neither, but we have no other choice." Reynolds said strapping his bulletproof vest. "Wait for my signal to turn the lights off, otherwise Richard is as good as dead." Beckett was the only one that didn't say anything, instead she approached Reynolds when he was just about to get out.

"You better bring him back alive Reynolds." She said in a low dangerous tone and then she sat back down at the chair looking at the screen. After five minutes or so, Castle stopped the taping. If someone saw that message he repeated enough times.

"I just wanna know something." Castle said, looking at the Chief of Detectives directly in the eyes. "Why?" There was a pregnant pause before he answered.

"Several million dollars." Castle was utterly disgusted by this man now.

"Is that what you promised him Sophia?" Castle asked.

"It doesn't matter anymore Rick." She answered coldly. "It's a shame really, I really root for you and Beckett."

"Don't worry...me and Beckett have a lot of years ahead of us, unlike you off course." Castle said with venom in his voice.

xxxxx

The precinct was empty. The only thing he could hear was his own breathing and the echo of his steps. He knew where the archives where, but as he moved he also tried to identify the nearest exit, since Castle couldn't move fast enough in case something went wrong. He was about three meters from where they were when he stopped.

"Esposito." He called through the mic on his wrist.

"Here." Reynolds heard from his earpiece.

"Count to ten before turning the lights off, I'm in position now." He said moving closer to the door of the archives and putting on his night vision goggles. He entered the room as quiet as humanly possible until he saw Castle and the others.

10...

9...

8... He was in position..

7...

6...

5...He took the safety off his gun...

4...

3..

2...

1...

There was nothing but darkness.

More to come soon...