Kidnapped Ch.1

Summary: It had been three days since he had last seen her smile, three days since he had last heard her laugh. Most importantly, it had been three days since he had told her 'I love you', but now, where is she?

Disclaimer: I obviously do not own Castle, as much as I wish that I do.

Her body felt like it was on fire.

Every single bone ached, and sharp pains kept shooting through her body. Biting down on her lower lip with her teeth, she struggled to hold in a groan of pain; she was determined that she would not give any signs of weakness. She would not let her kidnappers get the satisfaction of seeing her in pain.

She cracked her eyes opened, and looked around the room. A plate holding a meager amount of food and a small bottle of water sat next to the door, but otherwise, there was nothing in the room, and none of the kidnappers were in sight.

Looking up, she saw a ray of sunlight coming in from a window above her, but her heart plummeted down to her stomach as she realize there was no way she could escape through the windows as bars were installed there. Slumping down, she looked at the food again before tearing her eyes away from it as a wave of nausea over took her.

Feeling cold, she curled herself up into a small ball, crossing her arms in an attempt to preserve body heat. That was when she felt it, a small plastic stick that rested in her pocket, and it was the present that she had promised Castle the last time she had seen him.

Flashback:

'A present? What is it? No, don't tell me yet – let me guess. A new remote controlled helicopter? A new murder board? Oh wait, I know. My very own badge! It is, isn't it?' Castle exclaimed as she rolled her eyes.

'I married a nine year old on a sugar high,' Kate muttered, as she scribbled her name messily at the bottom of a report.

'True,' Castle mused, rubbing his fingers on his chin thoughtfully. 'But I am your nine year old on a sugar high.'

'Only you, Rick, will turn that into a compliment,' Kate told him, and he grinned.

'So, what is the present anyway? Seriously?' Castle asked, and Kate raised her eyebrows.

'That's for me to know, and for you to find out later tonight,' Kate told him, adding the last report to the high stack of completed files. Standing up, she took a long drink from the bottle of water next to her.

'Does that present involve the bag of sexy lingerie hidden at the bottom of the second drawer at your desk?' Castle asked innocently. Beckett choked on the mouthful of water, and Castle patted her on the back, grinning madly.

'How did you…?' Kate asked, and Castle shrugged, refusing to tell her. Suddenly, a light bulb went on in Kate's head, and she gave him a hard jab in his ribs.

'Did you go through my drawers again?' Kate accused, her eyes narrowed. Castle rubbed his rib slightly, and gave a smirk – the one he knew that she could not resist – before sauntering into the break room.

'Damn that man,' Kate thought as she shrugged on her coat. Her hand slipped into her pocket as she fingered the present for Castle. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips.

'Rick, I'm heading home now,' Kate called, and Castle poked his head out of the break room, where he was sharing another of his 'man jokes' with Ryan and Esposito.

'I'll be along in a minute. Why don't you wait for me in the car?' Castle told her, and she nodded. Giving her a quick peck on her lips, he marveled at the fact that she had agreed to become his wife. Even though that had been a whole year ago, it still surprised him at times. 'I'll see you in a minute. I love you,' Castle told her.

'I love you too,' Kate answered as she headed for the elevator.

She walked to their car with a little bounce in her step. All she could think of was how they were going to celebrate once she told him. She never heard the quick, light footsteps behind her until it was too late. Blackness was already seeping through her brain, and she fell unconscious.

End flashback

She smiled a little as she looked at the positive sign on the pregnancy test. A wave of determination flooded through her, and clutching the test to her chest, she made a silent promise to herself: she would get her child out of this safely, no matter the cost.

The creaking of the door caught her attention, and she looked up instantly, locking eyes with the man who had just entered the room. His emerald green eyes contrasted greatly with the black ski mask on his face, and his movements were relaxed, yet cautious. Closing the door behind him, he turned to face her, the edges of the ski mask curling up slightly as he smiled sinisterly underneath.

'What is in it, Detective?' The man asked, and Kate frowned in confusion.

'I have no idea what you are talking about,' Kate told him, disdain evident in her voice.

'You do not want to make me mad, Detective,' the man warned her. 'I will give you one more chance. What is in the diary?'

Kate's mind whirled and tried to recall a recent contact with a diary-related case that could have led to her being kidnapped. Recalling nothing, she looked at him in the eye and shook her head defiantly without saying a single word. Standing up quickly, the man strode across to her and slapped her hard across her cheek. The sharp edges of the ring on his finger caught her flesh and opened up a ragged wound. Kate cried out as blood spilled from the cut instantly.

'We have eyes on your family, both your husband and your daughter,' the man spat at her as he threw her some surveillance photos of both Richard Castle and Alexis Castle. A chill ran through her veins as she realized that by now, both of them were in danger, but were probably still blissfully, dangerously unaware of that fact.

'Go to hell,' Kate cursed, and he shoved her back against the wall roughly. A small moan escaped her lips as her shoulder came into contact with the wall hard, and the man smiled.

'Not so strong and invincible now, are we?' He asked smugly, slamming the door after him as he exited.

Collapsing into a heap, she finally allowed her tears to flow down her face. The salty liquid stung as it ran across her cut cheek, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart. The fear for her own life, her unborn child's life, Alexis's life and most importantly, the life of her husband, Rick Castle. Right now, all she wanted was to be wrapped up in his arms, with him whispering in her ears that everything was going to be alright.

Placing a hand on her abdomen, her stubbornness came back at full force. She could not allow Rick Castle to not meet his own child. She would get through this, somehow, and she would escape with their child unscathed.

A/N: I hope you like this story. This is my first time writing a story for Castle, so I'm going to need some help from you all to improve it. Please review and tell me how to make it better. Thank you so much.

Constructive criticisms are much appreciated, but no flamers please.

Special thanks to Bianca tabbycat for betaing this story for me.

Zoe tabbycat