Chapter 9

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Castle felt someone grab him and someone also took the baby. He could hear her cry. He was put in a car and inside the kidnapper sat across from him.

"Where's the baby? I told you I was taking charge of her." Castle said.

"You'll see her on the helicopter." The man said. "Then you'll teach me."

"You are aware there are self teaching books and heck you can Google on how to write. Or take a class. You don't need to kill numerous writers and kidnap a best selling author to do that." Castle explained annoyed.

"It's more fun this way, Mr. Castle." The kidnapper said giving off a sinister smile.

"So, Red John was your boss?" Castle asked.

"Of course, we were one big happy family until a majority of us were arrested." The man said.

"The Blake Association. I Googled Red John and that came up. One of the heads of the CBI was part of it." Castle said.

"Ah, Gale Bertram. Good guy. But of course Reede Smith had to rat us out and tattle. And the Feds arrested a majority of us." The kidnapper said.

"Except you." Castle noted.

"I was very lucky. I escaped California and escaped to New York. There wasn't any way I was going to stay in California. Oh, I got a new identity and a friend of yours helped me out with that. I'm sure you remember Dr. Kelly Neiman."

"Is that right?" Castle asked.

"Why am I even telling you this?" The man said.

"Who are you?" Castle asked.

The man grinned an evil grin and stopped talking.

They arrived at an airport and waiting for them was a helicopter. The kidnapper led Castle out the car and to the helicopter going. He entered and was handed the baby immediately who was crying because of the helicopter noise. Set in the seat beside him was the bag of baby necessities. "It's okay honey. Did you like seeing your mommy and daddy? They're going to find us." He whispered.

The helicopter took off in the air and the baby cried harder with the change of air pressure. He remembered the first time he brought Alexis in an airplane, the air pressure affected her ears. He looked through the bag and luckily Jones had bought a pacifier. That was all he could do for her for now. He put it in her mouth and she calmed slightly.

Beckett knew immediately she had to see to setting up a flight out of Corpus Christi to go to New York. She discusssed it with Cho and decided to go ahead and do that because she wanted to give some alone time with the couple. With the emergency to get there, Cho let them know that the FBI had first dibs for seats.

"Wylie, can you at all get the video that was just sent?" Lisbon asked. Lisbon decided she needed to see where Castle and Lisby Michelle were located.

"I might be able to check it out. Sometimes video calls aren't as easy." Wylie said taking the computer to the desk in the room and taking a seat. He fiddled with the computer and finally retrieved the footage from the call. He zoomed up and an address came up.

"I don't think we need to spend time looking at this. We need to get to New York!" Jane said panicking and getting up from the bed and pacing around the room nervously.

"Jane, Cho and Beckett are arranging that. We need to stay calm. I know it may be hard but it's not going to do any good to panic." Lisbon said getting up and putting her hand on her husband's shoulder to stop him pacing.

"Teresa, how can you stay so calm! Our child has been taken by some psychopath!" Jane exclaimed pointing his finger.

"Of course, I'm worried to death about her. I'm the one who needs to stay calm." Lisbon answered. "Castle's with her. The killer wants Castle not her."

"She's still in danger. I told you I didn't want to do this case. I was done with serial killers." Jane yelled.

"Jane, we will find her. Beckett knows where they're going." Lisbon led Jane back to the bed. "Sit down and relax." He reluctantly followed her and took a seat with her joining him. "Castle will make sure she's safe." Lisbon said putting her arms around her husband's waist pulling him close and holding him close. "You need to pull back when we go because you're get too worked up."

"How can I not be involved? Everyone wanted me on this case." Jane reminded. "I want our little girl back." Jane said with tears coming down his face.

"I do too." Lisbon said giving him a kiss. Wylie sneaked a peek at the couple and grinned.

A knocking echoed on the door causing the couple to stir. Lisbon got up and walked to the door and opened it. Beckett, her team, and Cho stood in the hallway.

"We have a flight leaving in fifteen minutes." Beckett said.

After packing hurredly, the teams immediately boarded the flight. United was very generous since they were aware of the urgency, they gave the teams first class seats. Jane and Lisbon seated next to each other and across the way while Beckett ended up sitting by Cho since were the team leaders. Ryan and Esposito sat together, and Martha and Wylie sat by each other.

Beckett worried over the missing member who would've delighted in the seating arrangements. He always insisted on the best, but she could care less about being in first class. She couldn't deal with another disappearance of her husband. At least this time it wasn't as mysterious as his disappearance before their wedding. She still wondered about those two months? What was he doing most of the time? Who were the people that took them? It didn't make sense or was even believable? It seemed unlikely it was really by choice even though she saw the message he made. He still wondered about it too, she knew. It bugged him knowing he had left her in such a strange way and why?

Her thoughts were interrupted by Jane, "This is high class." Jane said trying keep light and keeping his emotions in check. She knew he was pretty worried about his child, but she was happy he came out of his shock and was speaking. She knew it helped tremendously seeing his little girl with Castle on the screen. She wondered why this killer was going to the Hamptons? It seemed strange. She worried about what the man was planning? Did he want to kill Castle? Why was this man targeting these writers?Hopefully he wouldn't do anything with the baby. She wanted to keep as calm as possible too. She noticed Lisbon holding her husband's hand keeping him calm.

"Castle would've loved this. He wanted to put us on first class when we came here." Beckett said but with worry in her voice. "I didn't let him, of course. It's not practical."

"Oh, yes, indeed Jane has given me ridiculously outlandish gifts through the years. Like dresses and jewelry and even a pony for my birthday." Lisbon said rolling her eyes.

"Castle's given me dresses at times and jewelry accidently given to our boss. Jane got you a pony?" Beckett said.

"Oh, yes, indeed I did. She never got one and so I had to satisfy her longing." Jane said smiling. "And dear, you loved those gifts."

"Yes, but really a pony? I didn't know what to do with it?"Lisbon said rolling her eyes.

"But I built you a house. And you loved that after you announced the best wedding gift ever, that you were expecting our beautiful daughter." Jane said, then got silent and tears ran down his face.

"Jane, we are going to everything we can possibly do to get her back. I know that Castle will do everything to keep her safe." Beckett reassured looking over at Jane in the aisle seat.

After seeing her husband get reassured, Lisbon decided it was okay to feel the emotion and worry over the missing daughter. She didn't need to be tough all the time. Lisbon looked out the window and bit her lip with a tear coming down her cheek.

The helicopter landed at the airport in New York City. Castle looked out the window, hoping above hoping Beckett got his message and would figure out their location. Jane seemed pretty shaken over his missing daughter, but he knew it helped to have the FBI consultant to see her. The baby started crying again as the helicopter started going down and the air pressure changing once again. He tried to calm her the best he could. Finally, they landed and exited. Jones walked behind him at gunpoint. The kidnapper led the two to a black car.
"Take us to your house." The Kidnapper said.

Castle carried Lisby Michelle and bag of supplies over his arm. Castle reluctantly gave directions to his vacation home as they drove through the city and finally into Long Island. They rode past several large mansions with docks. The car parked at his barn shaped with the three car garage. Jones got out and led Castle carrying the baby and the kidnapper went to the door. "There's a key underneath the rock." Castle said looking at a medium sized rock by the door. The kidnapper picked up the key from under the rock inserted in the key hole. "It's not smart to leave a key in the most obvious place for intruders to find it." The kidnapper grinned a evil grin.

"Well, most people don't find it." Castle responded. "Let's get this over with."

They entered the house and right away went to the first living room with a large white couch. A woman with black hair and dressed gothlike met them from behind and she walked in front.

"Ah. Visalia, you came. I have a job for you." The kidnapper said.

"Yes, sir, certainly." Visalia answered in a high voice.

"You're to babysit the child." The kidnapper pointed to Lisby Michelle in Castle's arms.

"I know nothing about babies." Visalia complained glancing over at the baby and she made a face.

"If you want me to pay you for your job, you will." The kidnapper said."Mr. Castle will answer questions, I assume."

"Fine, Mr. Hanson." Visalia answered going to Castle.

Castle remembered Sabrina Mackson talking about a strange girl named Visalia who attended the writing group. She obviously must be working for the killer. At least he heard a name for the guy. He kept hold of Lisby Michelle. He wasn't sure he trusted the woman to care for her, but he had no choice. Lisby Michelle calmed down since getting off the helicopter. She cooed softly and then she started babbling. "Ba, ba,ba, ba" Lisby Michelle looked at Castle and smiled. He smiled back at the baby.

"Now, sweetie, you'll be going with this lady." Castle said looking at Lisby Michelle and then Visalia. "You be good to this child." Castle said seriously.

Visalia reluctantly picked up Lisby Michelle with Castle helping. She then brought the bag and went into his bedroom at the house. "Everything she needs is in that bag."

Castle walked over to Mr. Henson. "So, exactly what job is Visalia doing for you?" Castle asked.

"Oh, she stakes out the groups." Mr. Henson said. "Enough with that, you are going to teach me."

Castle noticed Jones setting up the laptop computer on his dining room table. Great, this will be interesting. Mr. Henson took a seat at the table in front of the computer. Castle took a seat as well.

"Mr. Henson, do you know the basics at all?" Castle asked. "You like poetry?"

"Blake's my favorite." Mr. Henson said.

"He's a good one. I myself enjoyed reading his works in college." Castle said trying to keep calm. Castle looked around trying to see anything he could use to attack the man or distract him. He knew there were kitchen utensils that could be passed as weapons. He thought he better play along with the kidnapper. He wanted to be as safe as possible. He especially wanted to keep his promise to Jane and Lisbon to take care of their child. He was hoping Visalia would be doing her job. "What do you want to write? Poetry? Fiction? Nonfiction? Then you have to think about genres." Castle stated.

"Well, fiction like yours, of course." Mr. Henson said.

"I was young when I started writing, 11. I had an experience that caused me to write down what I saw. I kept writing realizing I enjoyed it. I could go into my imagination. I got better over time with a lot of practice and encouragement. I went to school, of course, to enhance my skills. For my books I do research. Castle said. "Some people write from experiences or it's an escape for them."

Castle listened for the baby making sure she was okay. He hoped Visalia was trustworthy. He heard her talking to Lisby Michelle which seemed light and like how anyone talked to babies. The baby responded with her babbles and seemed happy enough. The woman who complained about being a babysitter was enjoying her duty. He was instantly drawn to the baby when he met her.

"Oh, yes. That would be perfect." Mr. Henson said grinning.

Writing couldn't be taught in one day or a few hours. It was a slow learning process. It certainly took a few years before he was considered a best selling author. He had to deal with the many rejections and of course critics over the years.

"Type something and I'll look at it." Castle said.

Arriving at LaGuardia airport, the team quickly shuffled off the plane along with the other first class passengers and excited into the gate where they landed. "So, how are we going to get to the Hamptons?" Lisbon nervously asked.

Beckett realized that was one thing she failed to do while she and Cho were arranging the flight. How were they going about traveling to Long Island and to the Hamptons?

"Oh, yes, darling, I've gotten it figured out." Martha announced pointing her finger in the air.

"Martha, really, did you call a cab? I didn't think to call." Beckett said guiltily.

"Sometimes noncops come up with better solutions than the cops." Jane grinned. "No offense to everyone." He said looking at his wife, Cho, Wylie and the NYPD team. Beckett and Lisbon rolled their eyes. "Lead the way, Martha."

Martha led them through the crowds of people in the airport and finally to the pick up curb. A black SUV pulled up, stopped and the driver honked the horn. The automatic windows rolled down and a flash of red showed. "Need a ride?" Alexis said from the driver's seat. "I'm Alexis Castle."

Beckett couldn't help but smile at her stepdaughter. "It's good to see you. Thanks for the ride."

Ryan and Esposito equally thanked her.

"I had to call Alexis about her father missing." Martha said.

"I don't want some psychopath writer killer to do anything to my dad." Alexis said worriedly.

"I'm glad you did, Martha. I nearly forgot." Beckett said.

"Also I called Gates and she let me borrow the SUV." Alexis said.

Another car from behind the driver honked its horn. "I figured you'd need another considering how many people Martha mentioned." Gates looked out the window. "I suppose I'll be involved with helping Mr. Castle again and a child."

Ryan, Esposito, Cho joined Gates in her car and Jane, Lisbon, and Wylie Beckett and Martha joined Alexis. Beckett joined Alexis in the front while Jane and Lisbon went in the back and Martha insisted being in the back with Wylie.

"Hello, so you are the wonderful, beautiful, very smart and more sensible and more grown up than your father, daughter, Alexis?" Jane asked calling up from the back.

"Is that how Dad described me?" Alexis asked. "He goes a little overboard with his bragging."

"Yep. Patrick Jane." Jane said.

"I'm Teresa Lisbon, well Jane from FBI. We thank you, Alexis for coming." Lisbon said.

"Gram told me about your baby being kidnapped with my dad. I'm sorry about that. I'm sure my dad will take good care of her." Alexis said.

"So, what is our plan now?" Lisbon asked. "We know we can't just go there."
"Agent Lisbon, Castle and I have a friend who will let us use his place. I'll call him." Beckett pulled out her phone. "Chief Brady, we need to use your office if you don't mind."

Driving through the streets of the towns in the Hamptons, they noticed the houses along the way. "So, what is this place?" Lisbon asked looking out the window.

"It's the rich people's playground." Beckett responded. "Castle has his vacation home here. That's where the killer took him." Beckett said. "Not really my typical taste."

"I see. I used to have a house like that in Malibu." Jane admitted regretfully. It was the house that was tainted with the red smiley face on the wall. He didn't like thinking about the time when all he thought about was making more money and gaining more clients. "My tastes are less extravagant now."He said with worriedness in his voice. He was trying to keep calm with the thought of his daughter with a killer.

"Yeah, that's for sure, staying in an attic and then an airstream, and finally a cabin in the middle of the woods." Lisbon said trying to keep light with the worry in her mind.

Alexis finally pulled into the police station and the team shuffled out of the car and entered the building. They were greeted by a skinny middle aged brown haired police officer. "Detective Beckett, you brought quite the crew here."

"Chief Brady, good to see you again. This is Supervisory Agent Cho, Agent Lisbon, consultant Patrick Jane, and Agent Wylie all from the FBI Austin office." Beckett introduced.

"Good to meet you. I'm Chief Brady." Brady introduced himself shaking everyone's hand. "I'm confused, Detective, why is the FBI here? Why do you need to use my office."

"We've been investigating the X Killer in New York for the past few months." Beckett started explaining. Brady hinted at recognition of the case.

"I called in the 12th pretinct because the same killer struck in Austin." Cho said. "I called them because I'd seen the case on the news. We've been working with them the past few days in Austin and just recently in Corpus Christi."

"Yes, and I called Beckett to go to Austin." Gates said.

"Castle and the Janes' baby was kidnapped by the killer. Last night we talked to Castle on the video call and he hinted to me that the killer was taking him to his house in the Hamptons." Beckett explained.

"That explains why Castle isn't here." Brady said. "Hello, Martha, Alexis." He said noticing the redheads.

"Has there been any unusual activity around here today?" Beckett asked.

"Nobody's reported anything. It's been pretty calm. No murders here lately." Brady said.

"Anyway, Agent Wylie needs to set up the computer." Beckett said.

Wylie set up the laptop on the table available in the police station. "We need to search through the database at the Blake Association members. We supposedly arrested all of them that I know of." Lisbon said.

"Jane mentioned the Blake Association consisted of corrupt cops and official figures, but why were they?" Beckett asked.

"They did something wrong and McAllister took them up and "saved them" so to speak."Jane said. "Let's get going on this, I don't want to waste time." He said nervously.

Wylie searched through the database and showed several Blake Association people who were behind bars, well supposedly or dead. Reede Smith appeared on the screen, Gale Bertram, Thomas McAllister, Oscar, and other names. Cho's phone rang and the group noticed him talking.

"Thanks Tork." He finished his conversation sliding his phone back into his pocket. "Tork was looking at the footage of both women's apartments. There was a man the footage caught and it's the same man both places. Wylie, Tork sent over footage from Corpus Christi." Cho explained.

Wylie noticed the message come through. "I got it." He played the first video of Marie's apartment showing a man in a dark jacket and hat with black hair. Then they played the video from Samantha's apartment building. The group scanned the image of the man. Wylie enlarged the images where his face showed. Ryan looked closely at the screen. "That's the same guy who was caught on the traffic cameras in New York. So, you think he's one of the members you pulled up on the screen?" Ryan asked.

"We think he's one of them. We found the poem associated with them." Lisbon said.

Going back to the images of Blake members, Wylie scrolled through the photos seeing anyone who could match the man in the videos. "I don't see anyone who matches the description." Wylie said.

"If the guy escaped he's not going to keep his identity and his looks." Jane notioned looking at the pictures. "The height will be the same." He looked one more time and looked closely at the facts listed one of the photos. It explained he was nowhere to be found when the police went to arrest him.

"Him. It has to be him." Lisbon said pointing to the picture. "Charles Peckham." The profile stated he worked at the Sacramento Police Department. Then it said he was arrested for cocaine possession, sexual assault and robbery. He was acquited of the charges apparently by Gale Bertram two years ago. It explained his medical records and stated that he had a severe cashew allergy.

"Wylie, can you match his fingerprints to anyone else in the database?" Beckett asked.

They went through and eventually came to another man by the name of Chad Henson of a similar height and build with a different look who had the same cashew allergy. Wylie cross reference him with Charles Peckham and instantly saw slight similarities with his ears.

"I think we got a way to stop him." Jane said.

Castle watched Mr. Henson as he typed simply a memory of his as a child, a weekend at the beach.

"That's good. You have to start somewhere. I started simple too, of course." Castle confessed. "For one thing, everything runs together. You need to separate the sentences. Put periods at the end of your sentences. You also need to indent." Castle explained pointing to the story. Did this guy not have basic English? Most people knew how to form the basic sentences, at least ones who were educated. He never expected to have to teach someone.

Mr. Henson followed Castle's was thankful he didn't get angry with him. How long was he supposed to be this guy's slave teacher? Castle wanted to check on the baby and see how she was really holding up. He turned to leave towards the bedroom but first making sure the guy was distracted writing. Jones was nowhere to be found. He thought Mr. Henson would have Jones keep watch but decided to do it himself. Castle walked but then felt an arm around his neck and a knice to his throat. "What do you think you're doing, Mr. Castle?" Henson growled.

"I was just checking on the baby." Castle trembled. "You can't keep me here forever." The knife poked at him as Mr. Henson kept his grip.

"Of course, I can. I told you to teach me to write." Mr. Henson said. "Or else do you want to end up like my other experiments?"

"No," Castle squeaked in fear, his face twisting in panic.

"Fine, go." Mr. Henson let go of Castle. Castle scrambled towards the room. Castle walked towards the bedroom. He heard a tap at a window. He entered the other den and looked over his shoulder. It was strange feeling like a prisoner in his own house? This was supposed to be an escape. Now it felt like a prison with a serial killer watching him. He looked at the window and noticed Jane. He opened the latch quietly.

"Isn't this a Romeo and Juliet scene?" Castle joked trying to make light of things.

Jane looked amuse. "That would require a balcony and me being a woman." Jane answered and gave a smile.

"Beckett figured out my code." Castle said. "You got here quickly."

"How is she?" Jane said worriedly. Castle knew Jane was referring to his baby girl.

"She's fine. He appointed a baby sitter. I'm doing an assignment teaching him to write." Castle explained.

Jane then held up a sheet of paper. He's allergic to cashews. Jane shook Castle's hand. Castle immediately saw an electronic bug.

"Use this to communicate with us." Jane admitted. "Oh, make up an excuse to get baby food. Get chicken and peas and applesauce. "Say she's very picky, which is true."

"The team's not going in right away?" Castle asked.

"As long as nothing traumatic is happening now and the baby's okay." Jane said. "We want to catch him by surprise."

"Nope, well, I just had a knife held to my throat. Other than that I'm good." Castle said sarcastically. "I need to teach him to write."

"Mr. Castle, what's taking so long!" Mr. Henson called out.

"I have to go." Castle said. "He needs his teacher back." Castle said. Jane quickly left. Castle quickly looked in the bedroom and saw Lisby Michelle doing okay. He was surprised Jane was so calm considering his baby was taken. He was certain at the initial shock he might've been a complete mess. Watching him on the screen, he appeared in shock and then once he saw the baby he snapped out of it. Castle walked into the room. Mr. Henson looked at him suspiciously. "You didn't try to run away?"

"No. Just checking on the baby." Castle lied. " She needs some baby food."

"What! We got that for you." Mr. Henson said.

"Well, she's quite picky and doesn't seem to be eating what you got." Castle said. "Somebody needs to go to the store. She needs chicken and peas and applesauce."

"Jones! We need some more baby food!" Mr. Henson called out.

"What? I already got the brat food." Jones complaining coming into the room.

"Apparently, it's the wrong kind." Mr. Henson said.

"Fine." Jones complied reluctantly going out the door. "Where's a grocery store?" He looked at Castle.

"There's one down the road." Castle answered.

"If you may, Jones. Get me a latte. I'll be occupied all the night with writing a book." Mr. Henson answered.

"Oh, the grocery store has a Starbucks." Castle said.

Castle groaned at the thought. Was this guy really expecting him to stay up all night to teach him how to write a novel? Writing a novel never happened overnight. It took months of writing and many days and nights of writer's block and procrasination and deadlines and sleepless nights and your publisher getting impatient.

Cho detailed the man that came out. "He just left."

Standing in the Starbucks shop in the store, Lisbon waited impatiently for the plan to begin. They borrowed aprons from the workers saying they needed them for a police investigation. Like everyone aware of Jane's plans, they looked at them strangely. She could see Ryan and Esposito wandering around pretending to be shoppers browsing the aisles. Wylie, Martha, Alexis and Gates stayed at the station with Chief Brady.

"You look cute as a coffee barista." Jane teased and grinned at his wife in the green apron putting on his own. She looked at him with her pout and rolled her eyes.

"Do you even know how to make a latte?" Lisbon asked remembering Castle telling them through the bug that the killer ordered his henchman to get a latte for him. As soon as they heard that, Jane grabbed some cashews in the nut aisle.

"I can figure it out." Jane grinned. "Plus there's instructions posted." Pointing to a piece of paper located by the large coffee machine and she looked at the paper.

"I'm surprised you're calm enough to form an elaborate plan." Lisbon looked at her husband. "Compared to what you were like earlier."

"I know she's safe." Jane said a little worried and then looked up. "Here he comes."

Jones walked to the counter with a couple of jars of baby food. Lisbon came up to the counter. "May I help you, sir?" Lisbon asked.

"I need a grande latte, please." Jones said.

"Would you like whipped cream?" Lisbon asked.

"Sure, why not?" Jones answered tapping his fingers on the counter.

"Coming right up!" Jane yelled as he quickly grabbed the cup and poured the coffee from the machine, poured in the milk and then making sure no one noticed, carefully crushed up a couple of cashews with a spoon and sprinkled them in the latte. He stirred it right up mixing the nuts in the drink. Then he set it up on the pick up counter. "Here you go." Jane grinned.

Jones picked up the coffee and the baby food and they noticed the guy going to the cashier. Ryan and Esposito watched them from the aisle. Beckett waited and noticed the man with the latte. Why did she agree to be a clerk in Jane's plan? This was the craziest way to catch a killer and she couldn't believe she decided to join in on a con. If it got Castle and the baby rescued, then it was fine. "Hello, good evening. Did you find everything alright?" Beckett asked wearing the t-shirt of the particular store.

"The baby needs food." Jones said annoyed. "Very picky."

"I'm sure he or she will be happy." Beckett said as she rung the jars through the scanner.

After Jones left, Jane, Lisbon, Beckett and the guys headed to the SUV and took off to the Castle's house.

Castle continued giving instructions on basic writing skills as Mr. Henson kept typing. He hoped the team would get here. He was tired of being teacher to this guy. The door opened revealing Jones with a grocery bag and a Starbucks cup.

Jones looked at Castle annoyedly. "This better be the right baby food."

Castle took the bag and looked inside. "Looks like the one. Bring to Visalia."

"Here boss, your latte." Jones said handing the cup to Mr. Henson.

Castle kept his face straight knowing Jane crushed up cashews and knew as Henson drank it would immediately go into an allergic reaction. Castle saw the bag with a needle in it and picked it up and put it in his pocket. Mr. Henson took a sip of the latte and immediately broke into hives and he starting coughing and choking. "Jones! My shot."

Castle quickly ran into his bedroom where Visalia and Lisby Michelle were located. "I'm taking the baby!" Castle said.

"I'm supposed to have her!" Visalia said not letting go and sneered.

Castle grabbed Lisby Michelle and held her tight. She whimpered, but was unharmed.

"Where do you think you're going?" Visalia pulled out a gun out of her pocket. She pointed at Castle. He backed carefully out of the room. The baby started to scream harder.

"You don't want to do this. I have the baby." Castle said fearfully.

"It's more fun like this and see you squirm." Visalia said. "I loved seeing those girls squirm."

Mr. Henson kept coughing and breathed heavily. Soon the door burst open. "FBI" Lisbon and Cho yelled as they pointed their guns at Jones and Mr. Henson.

"NYPD" Beckett, Ryan and Esposito yelled as they came in going around the room.

Jones noticed. "Hey, you made the coffee." He noticed Jane carefully coming through the door.

"Who are you?" Mr. Henson grasped his throat coughing. "Jones! Where's the shot!"

"I couldn't find it!" Jones yelled taking out his gun.

"Looking for this?" Castle said holding up the shot still carrying Lisby Michelle.

"You are going to hand that to me Mr. Castle." Mr. Henson said.

Jane wanting to brave the gun crusade of officers and kidnappers and quickly sneaked past everyone and went by Castle. He wanted to get his baby safely outside away from the action of a possible shootout. "Hold your fire!"

"Who are you?" Visalia said sneering at Jane.

"I'm this child's father and I'm taking her outside ." Jane grabbed Lisby Michelle who smiled at him. "Hi, honey, I'm here." Tears ran down his face as he hugged his baby girl. He wasn't going to let go of her again.

"Yeah, don't care about me. Just leave me here with this crazy woman holding a gun up to me." Castle said.

"Visalia, you don't want to do this." Jane said as he carefully coaxed Visalia. "Relax."Jane hynotically stared into her eyes trying to keep her from shooting the gun. He not only was trying to protect Castle but also his daughter.

She carefully lowered the weapon and stood back. Jane and Castle quickly went outside and Castle threw the Epinephrine needle on the floor by Mr. Henson. They both went into the street as far away from the action as possible as they noticed the shots ringing out. "Are they going to destroy my house?" Castle wondered. "I'm sorry, Jane for what happened. It's all my fault. I know you were pretty worried about her and you can yell at me all you want."

"I'm not mad at you. I'm glad you were there." Jane carefully took his free arm and patted Castle on the back. "You took care of Lisby."

In the house, Jones took a shot with his gun at Ryan. He ducked. Mr. Henson got his shot and poked it in his arm and he carefully came around and took a shot towards Lisbon, but then she got up and took a shot and it hit his leg. "Nobody kidnaps my baby and gets away with it!" Jones fired and Ryan got Jones in the leg. Cho grabbed Visalia and put handcuffs after the shootout.

"Da." Lisby Michelle babbled and looked up lovingly at her father. Lisbon and Beckett came out while Cho, Ryan, and Esposito came out with the three handcuffed. Immediately, Lisbon and Beckett noticed Jane and Castle and the baby.

Lisbon came up to Jane holding their daughter with tears in her eyes. "Honey, we're so happy you're safe." She took her daughter's hand. " Thank you, Castle for making sure she was safe." Lisbon said giving him a hug.

Beckett walked up to her husband. "I'm so happy you're safe, Castle. I woudn't know what I'd I do without you." She went into his arms and gave him a big kiss and he returned it lovingly. "This is nice. Maybe I should be kidnapped more often."

"You better not." Beckett said rolling her eyes.

There'll be one more chapter after this one. It'll finish up the case and I'll have Alexis' college graduation. Feedback is Appreciated.