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The Unthinkable

We had to go to the museum for an assignment in school. We had to pick out one piece that seemed like something we'd like to write about. We also had to do it in partners and I decide to pick Mike as my partner. His brother, Leon, offered to tag along with us on this lovely Saturday afternoon. We were looking around the big museum and it had so many wonderful pieces to choose from.

Mike and I both took a lot of notes on certain art works, so later we can go through them and pick the piece we'd like to do our paper on. Leon kept making us laugh as we hung out at the museum. A few people gave us some looks when we got a little two rowdy and we quickly stopped our banter and talked quietly amongst ourselves.

Everything felt peaceful and nice, and I loved spending time with my friends. I couldn't ask for anything better than that. While we were looking at a painting from a modern artist, we heard a commotion coming from the front of the museum. When we tried to see what was going on, four men wearing all black, stormed the museum and pointed large guns at everyone.

Everyone started panicking and didn't know what to do, it looked like a mad house. Some people ran to the nearest exits, while others were frozen in fear. One of the gunman stuck his gun in the air and fired a couple of shots. Everyone who was still in the museum stopped dead in their tracks. The one who fired his gun said, "I want everyone to line up on this back wall, now!"

Everyone scrambled to the place he told us to stand. Leon stood to my left and Mike stood to my right. I couldn't tell if they were frightened, but I doubt if they weren't. Even though I've been through a lot of crazy scenarios in the past two years, it's still a frightening ordeal. There was about ten people left in this whole place; three were employees, one was a young security guard, and the rest were just visitors. The leader made sure to take the gun from the security guard and stuck it in his jacket pocket.

While two of the robbers watched us closely, the other two secured all the doors, making sure no one was coming in or out. They also sprayed the security cameras with black spray paint and they took a look around the place.

"Get all the paintings we discussed earlier. Do it as quick as possible!" The leader said.

The two henchmen went about their business, trying to collect all the paintings that were probably worth millions of dollars. The leader and his other henchman were still watching us with cold eyes, making sure no one tried anything. I was wondering if the cops were already alerted and on their way. I hope aunt Kate isn't too worried about me, I'm sure we'll all be fine as long as no one does anything stupid.

"Nobody move. We don't need someone trying to be a hero. Just stay calm and no one will get hurt," the leader said.

I could feel how tense it was in the room, and I didn't like it at all. I saw the security guard fidgeting with his fingers and I knew he wanted to do something. I just hope he has enough common sense to not react on his feelings. Two minutes later, the security guard decided to act on what he was thinking in his head. I was really hoping he didn't, but now we can all be in danger because of him.

While the robbers were distracted, trying to load their new prized possessions on a dolly. The security guard started maneuvering around the leader and when the robbers were discussing something, the security guard tried to jump him. He tried to get the leader in a choke hold, but one of the other robbers pulled him off easily, and the leader took his gun, shooting the poor security guy in the leg.

The security guard screamed in pain as the blood seeped out of his new wound.

"I told everyone not to be a hero. You had to go and disobey me. I didn't want to have blood on my hands," the man said.

"We have to help him," a lady whimpered.

"You got to do something," a man spoke up.

The leader sighed and said, "Fine tend to him, but I'm not letting anyone leave. Not yet."

The lady who said we have to help him, dropped to her knees, and tried to keep the security guard calm.

"What do we do?" the lady asked looking up at everyone.

"I don't know. I'm not a doctor," the one man said.

"We should keep pressure on it," one of the employees said.

"With what?" the lady asked.

"Use her scarf," I spoke up, pointing to another woman's scarf.

"No way, I just bought this scarf. It was two hundred dollars," she said.

"Come on Betsy. I'll buy you a new one. The man's life is at stake," a man, whom I'm assuming was her husband, said next to her.

Betsy rolled her eyes and said, "Fine Bill. I'll give it up."

She took it off and handed it to the lady who was attending to the doctor. The lady wrapped the scarf around the man's leg as tight as she could and kept her hands pressed firmly to the wound.

"I think it's going to work," the lady said.

"Good," the other man said.

"Well isn't that sweet. All of you working together to save that dumbasses life. He wouldn't need saving if he didn't try something so stupid," the leader said.

"Boss… we got a situation," one of his henchman said.

"What is it?" the leader asked.

"Cops are here. Looks like they've come full force," the henchman said.

"Damnit! I thought you were on top of things," the leader reprimanded the guy.

"Sorry dude, but I can't help if some of the people slipped out when we stormed this place. I tried to keep it on the down low and stuff," the henchman tried to explain.

"Whatever, if they start trying to negotiate, let them talk to me? Got it?" he asked.

"Yeah, boss. I got it," the henchman said.

"All right boys. You know the drill. You two need to load up the van in the back and take it back to the warehouse. Do not get caught. At least if they see you leave, half of the police will be tailing you and we'll have less to deal with here," the leader said.'

The two guys nodded and started wheeling the dolly away, probably to where they had the van. Once they were out of sight the leader looked at all of us and shook his head with a sneer on his face. I bet his plan wasn't falling through the way he wanted it to, and he was highly upset. He walked over to his other henchman and started to talk lowly to him.

"Emmy, do you think we'll make it out alive?" Leon whispered to me.

"I'm sure we will. We just have to stay calm and hope they don't plan on getting rid of all the witnesses," I said.

"How are you able to be so calm?" Mike asked.

"I've been through a lot. It's a little easier, but it's still scary," I said.

"I understand," Mike said.

"Do you think your aunt is out there?" Leon asked.

"I think so. It's pretty possible that she is, along with the rest of the precinct," I said.

"True," he said.

"Your aunts a cop?" I heard the man next to Leon ask.

"Actually a detective," I said.

"A detective!? That's great," the man said, hope emitting in his eyes.

Everyone stopped and looked at me because of the man's sudden outburst. Even the robbers looked over at me and I could feel something was going to happen. The leader started walking over to the man and said, "What's this commotion all about?"

"Nothing," the man mumbled.

"I don't take to kindly to liars. Now what's this thing about a detective?" the leader asked.

"Her aunt is a detective. That's what I heard," the man said.

The leader looked down at me, his blue eyes piercing through my brown ones.

"Is this true?" the man asked.

"Yes," I said.

"Uh-huh…" he nodded and then continued, "You're coming with me."

"She's just a kid," one of the employees spoke up.

The leader took out the security guards hand gun and waved it at the protesting hostages.

"You don't get a say in what I do. Now come with me kid," he said.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me along with him. We went to the front window of the museum and there was chaos going on outside. There were blinking lights from ambulances, firetrucks and police vehicles. There was over two dozen different emergency personnel outside, trying to communicate between each other. The guy placed the gun to my head and whispered in my ear, "Don't pull anything funny."

"Why are you doing this?" I asked.

"I need to start the negotiation somehow and if your aunt is a detective, it'll be easier to get their attention with you in danger," he said.

"Okay," I said.

I looked through the crowd of people and emergency crews, trying to spot my aunt and Castle. I finally spotted her standing with Castle, Ryan, Esposito, and a man I didn't know. I figured he was the head of the FBI or SWAT team. They eventually looked up when people started murmuring that there was someone at the window.

I caught my aunt's eyes and she looked extremely worried. Castle looked worried too and I knew they were probably comforting each other through this intense experience. A museum phone started ringing and the leader walked us over to the phone behind the employees' desk. He picked up the phone and said, "Yes…"

I couldn't here who was on the other line or what they were saying, but a small smirk played on the leaders lips the whole time. They spoke for a while, coming up with a plan to let everyone go safely, but no cops could follow him and his man. The leader asked for a car to take with him and it seemed like they complied with his request. Once he ended his negotiation he handed me the phone and I said, "Hello…"

"Em, are you okay?" aunt Kate asked me.

"Aunt Kate!? I'm fine," I said.

"Thank god. You hang in there okay. We'll figure something out."

"I know you will."

The man pulled the phone from me and hung up on my aunt. I gave him a dirty look and he said, "Don't look at me like that. You're lucky I even let you talk to her. Now come on."

He pulled me back to where everyone else was still against the wall, being watched by the henchman.

"Okay, everyone start lining up. I'm letting you all out of here, but if you make one wrong move, you're done," he said.

Everyone started murmuring and getting excited that they could get out of this awful experience.

"You two, grab the security guard and take him out first," the leader said as he pointed to Bill and the man who spilled my secret.

The men didn't have to be told twice and they grabbed the security guard, picking him up slowly from both ends. They carefully walked him to the entrance of the museum and the leader said, "You, the one who was helping the security guard. Go open the door and help them out. Make sure you close the door promptly after you leave. J, I want you to lock the door once they're out."

"Got it boss," the henchman now known as, J, said.

J followed the people to the door and locked it behind them.

"What about the rest of us?" Betsy asked.

"Don't worry you'll be next once things settle down a bit," the leader said.

We waited a few minutes before he started sending people out in pairs. We were down to the last three people; Leon, an employee, and I. So far, things were going smoothly and hopefully this will all be over soon.

"Okay you two. Leave the building," the leader said, pointing to Leon and the employee.

"What about Emily?" Leon asked.

"Don't worry she'll be accompanying my friend and I," The leader said.

"You can't do that," Leon said.

"Believe me kid, I can do whatever the hell I want. Now leave before I change my mind."

"Go, I'll be fine," I said to Leon.

Leon nodded and followed the employee out to the front. I was left alone in the locked museum with the two robbers. I wondered how I was going to play a part of their escape plan. I just hope I don't get caught in the middle if guns go a blazing.

"Okay, J. We have a getaway car in the back. Everyone will think we'll take the car I asked for in the side alley, when all along I already had my plan B parked in the back. This kid will be our shield. They won't risk getting her caught in the middle," the leader said with a mischievous grin.

He pulled me along to the back of the museum and J followed behind us. When we got to the back, there wasn't a soul in sight. It was still a little nippy outside and I could see my breath float in the cold evening air. There was a red sports car parked in a space and the leader pushed me in while the henchman got in the back.

The leader took up the driver's seat and once he got the car started, he peeled out of the space, making the tires squeal on the asphalt. We drove through the streets at a high rate of speed and I was hoping we didn't crash. I think the police finally figured it out and now there was a few squad cars tailing us.

We were weaving in and out of traffic and I was scared out of my mind. This was definitely a death defying act that I'd rather not be tagging along for. The squad cars kept echoing through the car to pull the vehicle over. The leader wasn't listening though, he kept driving, trying to escape the cops.

"You have to slow down," I said.

"Shut up. I ain't slowing down. I'm gonna lose these cops then drop you off in the middle of nowhere," he said.

"You're going to get us all killed."

"I'm not and even if I do, it's better than being locked up in some jail cell. Just shut your mouth and let me focus!"

I went quiet and continued to watch the buildings go bye in a blur. I sat back in the seat, holding on for dear life. Out of everything I've been through, I think this is very close to my top scary moments aside from when I was buried alive. It's like I'm practically watching my life fly bye.

When I thought we'd be out of the clear, a truck pulled out in front of us, making the leader take a sharp turn barely missing the large truck. We skidded across the asphalt and the vehicle flipped over twice before coming to a stop on its hood in front of a fountain by a small park. Steam was coming from the hood and glass was everywhere.

Sometime through that accident, the air bags deployed and were slowly deflating a bit. I could barely keep my eyes open as I looked around the massive wreck. I looked over to the driver's side and the leader wasn't there, I wondered if he bolted once it crashed, but I saw some boots laying just a few inches out of the window. Apparently he didn't put on his seat belt, so he flew through the windshield of the car.

It didn't look like he was moving, so either he was unconscious or worse, dead. I looked behind me and saw an unconscious J, hanging upside down in the back seat. He didn't look to bad, but he probably had a nasty blow to the head. I felt my head kind of sticky and wet, so I touched the place on my forehead and felt the warm liquid. I took it away and saw some of the crimson blood staining my fingers. I noticed my hands also had some minor cuts on them, probably from the broken glass. The blood started dripping down my face and onto the ceiling of the car, making a small puddle.

I tried to unbuckle my seat belt, but it was jammed. I was stuck in here and I hoped the gas wasn't leaking because I really didn't want this thing to blow while I was still trapped inside. I heard sirens in the distance and I knew help was on the way. I waited patiently for the emergency crew to come and help while I watched my blood slowly drip to the puddle below.

I heard the emergency vehicles pull up and I was thankful that they got here so quickly. I was hoping they could cut me out soon because I was feeling light headed from being upside down.

"Em!? Em!?" I heard my aunt's voice call out.

"Aunt Kate," I yelled out.

My aunt's face popped in my window and I saw her looking at me with concern, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, at least from what I can tell."

"That's good. I'm going to cut you free, okay?"

"Okay."

"Ryan I need the knife."

"Okay Beckett," I heard Ryan's voice say.

A few seconds later my aunt was handed a knife and she cut me from my seat belt. I braced myself for the fall and it was just a short drop. My aunt helped me out and I was back on solid ground. I looked around and the sight looked even more frightening from the outside than the inside.

"Mini Beckett, you're okay," Castle said as he came up to us.

I nodded and said, "Yeah, I'm okay."

"Come on we need to get you checked out. Make sure you didn't suffer a concussion or something worse," my aunt said.

Ryan and Esposito smiled at me as I went bye them to get loaded onto the stretcher and taken to the hospital. I pretty much knew the drill by now. Aunt Kate and Castle tagged along for the ride and since I was conscious, I tried to keep the spirits up for everyone. I wasn't worried at all, this hasn't been as far worse as a few of my other incidences, even though it was still kind of rough.

We were still at the hospital after a few hours, and I had so many different tests done to make sure I was okay. I had a cat-scan, X-rays, and a simple exam to make sure all my motor skills were okay. After those long hours of testing were finally done, they sent me home, but they said it would be best to make sure I didn't fall asleep for twenty-four hours and to keep an eye on me just in case they overlooked something.

Castle accompanied my aunt and I home and they were both still pretty shaken after the whole incident. Once we got home I sat on the couch and they sat on either side of me, making me feel comforted by their presence.

"Is Mike and Leon okay?" I asked.

"Yeah they're fine. Their parents were there and took them home after we got a statement from them. They were really worried about you," Aunt Kate said.

"Yeah, I could see it on their faces. I didn't want them to be a part of this, so I was okay with being the main hostage."

"Well I'm glad you're okay mini Beckett. That was some crash," Castle said.

"Yeah it was. I'm just glad they didn't get away," I sad.

"Yeah, me too. We caught the other two robbers on the freeway when we were still negotiating with the other two," my aunt said.

"That's good," I said.

"Yep," she said.

"How comes you two still look so sad?" I asked.

"Em, this has been almost a monthly thing. You've been in so many situations in the past two years. I'm really worried about you," Aunt Kate said.

"I know, but I can't help it. I'm always at the wrong place at the wrong time. You two have been through a lot too," I said.

"Yeah, but your only ten. You're still in your development stages. I don't want to lose you yet," she said.

"I understand."

"And mini Beckett, we both have a hard time watching these things unfold. Each time it feels like your slipping farther and farther away. One time might be the time that things don't work out. We don't want that," Castle said.

"I guess you guys are right, but I can't just stop living. Afraid of what's lurking around every corner," I said.

"I know Em. We wouldn't want you to live the rest of your life in fear, we just want you to be safe. We know it's asking a lot and we can't control it, but maybe we should all spend more time together," Aunt Kate said.

"Yeah, more family time. Life's to short, and we don't want to miss out on those moments before it's too late," Castle added in.

"I want that too. You never know when it could be gone in an instant," I said.

"Yep. So from here on out, we are going to be spending a lot more quality time together because family is important," aunt Kate said.

"Definitely," Castle said.

"Okay, I'm down for that. I love you guys so much," I said.

"We love you too, Em," they said together.

I gave them each a large hug and they returned it with bright smiles adorning their faces. We decided to go out for dinner with Alexis and Mrs. Rodgers and from here on out, we're going to make sure to spend at least one day together because life is a precious thing.