A/N: Thanks for reading. I'm not Marlowe, or ABC or anyone else that owns Castle.

Vulcan Simmons had learned to be careful so he was hard to track down. It was over 24 hours before they had a plan. Rick had to wait until Simmons' car had to stop for a light where there were no cameras. He had Vulcan Simmons over his shoulder and up on the top of the roof in two seconds flat. It would have been quicker but he had to remove Simmons' gun and zip tie his hands too. Simmons remained conscious so Rick heard him gasp when he jumped and grunt when he landed as he took his captive from roof to roof rapidly.

Within seconds, he had arrived where he had left Kate and she was completely in black and masked, just like him. Her voice distorter made her voice very deep when she said, "About time."

Rick's voice distorter made him sound like Darth Vader during his reply. "You try carrying this clown around. He needs to go on a diet." He dropped Simmons down to the roof then dragged him over to the edge and helped him sit on the low wall around the edge. Rick was pleased to see Simmons' eyes were large and jerking around in fear.

"Who the hell are you? What are you?"

Rick's chuckle sounded ominous once the distorter was done with it. He deliberately shoved his masked face into Vulcan's personal space and Simmons tried to move slightly away but not too far as he peered quickly down the side of the building and gulped.

"We'll ask the questions here, Vulcan. You don't mind me calling you Vulcan, do you?"

Vulcan merely gulped again and shook his head no slightly.

"Who is Lazarus?"

Rick saw Simmons' eyes widen slightly so he knew they had someone who knew the answer. However, Simmons chuckled somewhat nervously and replied, "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"You're lying."

Simmons just shrugged although he refused to look directly at Rick.

"I don't like it when someone lies to me." He grabbed one of Simmons' ankles and was holding him upside down over the edge of the building before Simmons could do anything more than squawk in surprise.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

"I'm giving you motivation to tell me the truth."

"But I told you the truth!" His voice was semi-hysterical but he hadn't cracked yet.

"I warned you." Rick released Simmons' ankle and Simmons began to fall while screaming.

Rick had allowed him to fall only about two feet before he grabbed an ankle again and hauled him back up. "You scream like a girl."

Simmons' only response was some incomprehensible blubbering. Sometimes his heightened senses were not a blessing as an unpleasant scent hit his nose. "He peed his pants!" He turned to give Kate an outraged look but she couldn't see it due to his mask. He turned back to Simmons and continued, "I chose this building for a reason. They are going to pour a foundation next door tomorrow. If you don't start telling me the truth, your body will be covered in concrete."

Kate spoke up for only the second time since he arrived. "I say drop him. We can find someone else to question."

Rick pretended to ponder it for a moment and then said, "OK."

Simmons finally said something intelligible. "No! Wait!"

Rick tried to sound irritable and impatient. "What?"

"I need protection!"

"I have somewhere to keep you if you cooperate. Stop stalling and start talking."

"Please! Put me upright again! My head is starting to pound."

Rick grumbled unintelligibly and helped him sit down on the roof. He waited while Simmons gulped and slowly regained his composure but then he decided it was time to apply pressure again. "Start talking or you'll be hanging upside down again."

"It's Senator Bracken. He'll kill me if he knows I'm talking. You have to protect me."

"Do you have proof?"

Simmons hesitated so Kate spoke up again. "He's making it up. Throw him over."

"No! I have proof! I recorded some conversations!"

Rick got his description of where the recordings were and promptly disappeared from the roof, which had Simmons blinking in surprise yet again. Eventually, he began regarding the dark figure watching him from some distance away and based on general physique, he assumed it was a woman. "How about you loosen the zip tie before my hands fall off?"

"How about you shut up?"

He was still contemplating his response when the first figure reappeared with a very familiar box. He was so surprised that he spoke without thinking. "How did you get that so fast?"

Rick leaned into his personal space again with a menacing chuckle thanks to the voice distorter. "You'd be very surprised to know what I can do." Simmons gulped and decided to concede the point with silence. He also remained silent when Rick put a cloth bag over his head and fastened it around his neck. Rick did hear a startled gasp as he launched himself and the burden over his shoulder to the next rooftop. Within three minutes he had Simmons in a room under the Old Haunt that only he knew about and only he could open. He was very glad that he had prepared that sanctuary for himself although this wasn't the use he had planned for it.

He hurried back to the original rooftop to take Kate and the box to the loft. Unlike Simmons, she enjoyed the ride.