A Growing Family

Chapter 12

WARNING! MATURE RATING IN PARTS OF THIS CHAPTER! VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!

Alexis was being held in a room with no windows. It was barely lit, and it was cold. There was a bed much like the ones in prison, but there was nothing but a mattress on it. She didn't remember getting there. She had been injected with what she was assuming was a tranquilizer. She had seen exactly who took her there, however, and she had no idea who he was.

"Little Castle! You're awake! Good to see Castle's daughter doesn't like to sleep all day!" Will Sorenson exclaimed as he walked in the room with a piece of bread and a small cup of water. Alexis hadn't expected food, but she wasn't about to deny it.

"Man who I've never met but appears to know me! Glad to see you don't want me to starve, at least not yet," Alexis answered bitterly. "Little Castle has a bit of 'tude. I don't like it, and it better stop or I'll have to punish you," Sorenson replied, obviously getting annoyed.

Alexis decided to take advantage and piss him off. "Aren't you scared? You seem to have done your research on me so you must know about my black belt, or my self defense classes, or that fact that I can just kick ass. I mean, by the looks of you it's been a while since you've worked out. It's obvious you used to, but what happened? Did it get to be too much for you? Or were you just lazy? Did you-"

"Shut up you bitch!" Sorenson screamed. "That's it. I'm done with you. He came back with a gag and handcuffs. He grabbed one of her wrists and handcuffed her to the bed, and put the gag in her mouth. "That should shut you up. If you're good, I'll let you go later." With that, Sorenson left her there.

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A few hours later, Alexis was sitting there, trying to figure out a way to escape. Then she remembered to bobby pins in her hair. She quickly took all three of them out and started trying to pick the lock with one hand. Unknown to her, though, her little friend was coming back.

"Hello Little Castle! Have you been goo- you little bitch! Thinking you could escape! That's it! Time for the big punishment!" He pulled out another pair of handcuffs and handcuffed her other hand to the bed. "I'll be back. Don't try to go anywhere...not like you can!" He laughed as he walked out the door.

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Within an hour and a half after she went to sleep, Kate Beckett was awake and ready to find her stepdaughter. By that time, Jackson and Rita had already traced the GPS watch that Castle had gotten her the previous year for her birthday and forgotten about until they arrived and were about to go to that location.

"Wait. We need to bring in the calvary," Kate said. "We don't have time. We need to get her out and get her out now," Rita said.

"We need to bring in the calvary so that we don't have another murder on our hands. I trust the both of you with my life, but we need to bring in more people. That way we have more of a chance of catching the bastard and not letting him get away," Castle said before Kate could, surprising her. The older couple glanced at each other, then both silently nodded. Kate grabbed her phone.

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45 minutes later, Rita, Jackson, the Castles, and the rest of their team including those sent from hostage rescue and the tactical team found themselves at an abandon storage warehouse in Long Island. Hostage rescue stayed outside, while the rest went in.

"Castle," Kate stopped him right before walking in. "Take my spare piece. Stay behind the boys, but in front of me. I can't stay outside, but I have to think about the babies," Castle nodded understandingly, and gratefully, and took the gun.

The tactical team went first. They went quietly and efficiently. Next were Rita and Jackson. Ryan and Esposito were behind them. Castle and Beckett followed. They heard a whimper, and Castle got paler, but stood taller, prepared to protect his little girl. They kept walking and were met with a room. It was locked. "Let me. It will be quieter," Castle said, motioning towards a bobby pin in his hand from Kate. Within 45 seconds, it was picked.