Jamaica
After dealing with the daily grind amongst other things; the need of an escape was definitely a must. With Castle's money impromptu trips were definitely possible. So with things quickly packed for everyone by Castle and the plane tickets purchased. Beckett could hardly wait. The countless days and night of rain made Beckett miss the warmth and the sun. Then there was the fact that the kids were anxious every day since they didn't get to go to the playground.
But down in Jamaica they'd get to play outside as much as they wanted to. Secretly Castle couldn't wait to see his wife soaking up the tropical sun on the beach on top of a beach towel. Of course Castle thought it was a secret; but Beckett knew that Castle was eagerly wanted to see.
Beckett left work early so they could get to JFK airport to fly down to Jamaica. The kids were happy to see their mother. When Beckett came in; all four kids bombarded her from where they were playing in the living room.
"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy. We're going to Jamaica!" the kids shouted in unison.
"I know."
Beckett turned to Castle quickly.
"How much sugar did you let them have?"
"Just a squirt of whipped cream for each of them."
"Not when your dad's been escorted away by cops. How was the slammer? Anyone make you their bitch?"
"Sorry, Switchblade, I still belong to you. Baby bird?"
"Already brushed?"
"Your loss."
Castle clearly remembered the time when he had offered Alexis some whipped cream while he was working on the Tisdale homicide with Beckett and the boys.
"Let's go!" the kids shouted.
With that the group departed for JFK airport's departure terminal. No one could contain their excitement as they took their seats in first class.