Thank you all for reading and reviewing. I have read and re-read each comment several times. I promise to get back to thanking you all individually after the next week or so. This is senior week for my twin daughters. They graduate from high school on Sunday. Last weekend was their prom! I can't believe that my youngest are soon going of to college. I'm just not ready to let go yet! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. The details and facts were a killer to research, and no one will probably notice...lol Please let me know what you think! I'm going to need it this week, and if there are any moms out their with suggestions on how to get through this week let me know! My entry in the 2014 Castle Hiatus Ficathon!

Oh, you're in my veins

And I cannot get you out

Oh, you're all I taste

At night inside of my mouth

~Andrew Belle~

The morning passed quickly with the relief everyone felt over Castle's body not being in the car. Speculations and theories abounded and with no hard facts the theories were discussed into meaninglessness while they waited impatiently for more news.

Gates arrived with Chief Brady as everyone finished with breakfast. Ryan, Espo and Kate walked onto the back patio with Chief Brady and Gates. They gathered around the table as Gates and Brady opened the folder they had brought with them, and laid out multiple crime scene photos. Kate's heart shattered as each picture was pulled out, but the picture with the charred remains of the Mercedes caught her breath, and she turned her eyes away. Even knowing he had not died in the crash, the picture quickly reminded her that Castle was still not safe.

"These are just some of the preliminary findings we have." Chief Brady started. He moved the photos of skid marks towards the team.

"These marks here," Brady rearranged the pictures then pointed to the closest one, "were made by Castle's Mercedes as he applied the brakes and was forced off the road and into the embankment. These tire marks, were most likely made by the car that ran him off the road." He pointed to the dark skids marks in the next picture.

Gates continued, "On her way home from shopping a local woman saw a black, four door, SUV speed past her in the opposite direction. She thought she remembered New York plates, but wasn't positive. A mile or so later she came upon the accident and called it into the station right away. The front of Mr. Castle's car was already on fire, when she got there. She never got out of her car."

The Chief continued, "We found tire tracks in the dirt to the left of the Mercedes, and imprints were made. They were consistent with the Pirelli Scorpion Zero Asimmetrico All Season tires used on upscale vehicles like Cadillac Escalades, which fits the description given by our witness. We are looking at any traffic cams, and registered vehicles in the area that fit the bill."

"CSU found something interesting. Right outside the drivers side door were two heel imprints, it was just the back of the shoe and the heel imprinted in the dirt. They are consistent with someone being taken out of the car and their feet dropping dead weight into the dirt. There are four inch drag marks after that. Shoe size was approximately a size 11 or larger. If there was more, it got obliterated by the emergency crews at the scene." Gates looked up into the hopeful eyes of Katherine Beckett.

"Detective Beckett, we also ran the telephone number that called you on your cell. As you can expect it was a burner phone, that's no longer in service. Can you remember anything at all distinctive about the voice? An accent, stutter, lisp?" The Captain asked.

"It was a male voice, no accent. It wasn't a young voice. Nothing that would make it stand out. Why would someone call me? Why wasn't the call made to Alexis or Martha?" She looked at Gates.

"Detective, you know the Hampton PD never notified you, and we need to know who did and why?" Chief Brady interjected. "Have you heard anything else from the ME on whose body it might have been in the car?"

"Nothing yet," Espo replied. "Lanie is there, she will definitely call as soon as they have anything new or definitive."

"With the information we have, we can conclude that Mr. Castle was run off the road, by a large, black SUV. He was them removed from his vehicle and his body replaced with someone else's. We still do not know if the car caught fire on it's own, or if it was intentionally set. We don't know," Gates continued, "who has Mr. Castle and why, or if he is ok."

Just then Chief Brady's phone rang. He walked away from the table as he spoke. After a few minutes he returned to the table and gathered the evidence photos. "I need to get back to the station. Something has come up that I need to take care of. Do you want me to send you copies of these detective?" He motions to the photos he shoved unceremoniously into the folder.

Kate nodded and offered a small smile. "Thank you, I'd appreciate that." Already the thought of her own board was forming in her head.

"If I have anything new for you, I'll call you as soon as I can." Brady acknowledged as he started towards the front door.

Kate stood and walked him to the door, Martha saw them and met them at the door. "Thank you for all your help Chief Brady." Martha said as she shook his hand. "We appreciate it."

He smiled and then turned towards Kate. "I'll let you know what we know as soon as I can. If you remember anything or have any questions don't hesitate to call. With everyone's help we will find him, Detective." She gave him a small smile as he walked away towards his squad car.

After everyone had gone back into the house, Kate and Gates sat outside by themselves for a bit.

"Sir, it seems like this is all a bad dream. Or some kind of vaudeville slapstick movie where everything goes wrong. How can so many things go wrong, in one wedding?"

Gates looks at her. "I know that your venue had to be changed at the last minute, and you found out that you had been married for the last 12 years, but what else?"

"It started with Castle's book tour getting cut short; he came home early. Which thank goodness it happened, because then we found out I was married. After that the original venue caught fire, my designer wedding dress was ruined when a pipe burst in the apartment above mine. Rogan wouldn't sign the papers."

"Kate has anyone looked into any of these unusual occurrences? Maybe we should get the boys to go back into the city and just look into all these strange incidences right before your big day. Maybe they aren't all coincidences? Who cancelled Castle's tour? Isn't that unheard of with his ex-wife? Burst pipes tend to happen in the dead of winter, and how did the FBI miss that you were married during your security checks? Did I hear the boys say that Rogan had quite an extensive rap sheet? Your security clearance was approved very quickly with all these inconsistencies. Something just doesn't add up? We should also look into people who would have a grudge against Castle, 3XK and Bracken both come to mind." Gates said as they both stood and walked toward the house to inform the boys of their new assignments.

"Kate, I'm not going to tell you that you can't work this case, because I'm not going to force you to lie to me. Just remember that you can't help him from behind bars, or from a hospital bed. You are my best detective and you need to keep your head on straight. I'll approve whatever time you need, and you have our services at your disposal. I have to return to the 12th tonight. We will keep working on our end. Please keep me updated. We will get him home." Kate wrapped her arms around her captain and gave her a hug.

"Thank you, Sir." She said as the woman walked through the front door to her car. For a moment she remembered the hard ass Captain that she instantly hated on her first day back from her leave of absence. They had all definitely come a long way since then.

Later that night as moon reflected on the calm ocean, Kate sat on the balcony outside their bedroom. Wrapped warmly in Castle's favorite plush robe, she prayed he was under the same stars, safe and sound. When it got too cold and windy to stay outside any longer, she turned, entered the bedroom and closed the French doors behind her. She stood staring into the room as memories of time shared in this room bombarded her.

As she finally climbed into the middle of the bed, she ran her hand over his side of the bed and pulled his pillow up against her. His scent enveloped her And a sob caught in her throat. Alone in the room she could finally let her guard down. She could be the scared fiancé not the tough detective. Tears streamed down her cheeks, as she whispered his name into the silent night, and finally succumbed to sleep.

In the middle of the night she startled from a dream where she had never met Castle. Her heart had pounded fiercely in her chest, at the thought. Never had she thought she would ever feel this way about another human being. He made her better, stronger. He challenged her and made her see everything she was missing. He made her believe in magic and love stories. There was no way anyone was going to take him away from her. She had lost her mother, but she'd be damned if she was going to lose him. She got up and walked into his study. There she pulled out his white board, and in no time had established a time line. She had once told Trapper John at the bank heist that, "She didn't look, she hunted," and that's exactly what she was going to do now.

When Martha finally found her the next morning, she was asleep at his desk. In her hand was a small picture of the two of them taken at his surprise birthday party. Behind her stood a white board with a detailed time line and his picture.

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