The diver peeled out onto the road. He weaved through cars almost as if it was natural. How many times has he done this? Castle thought.
"He what if my dad was wrong? What if this is just a setup and Nikolai's out to get us?" Castle whispered into Kate's ear
"What makes you think that?" Kate said in a hushed voice. She scooted close to Castle so they could keep their conversation undetected by Nikolai and the driver.
"I mean like why are they so calm right now? The driver seemed puzzled when we were in the driveway but maybe it was just a ploy. They could be trying to get information from us. Ya know, to see what we know and how close we are to stopping the attack. Maybe they have a vendetta against my family for what my father did to Nikolai," Castle theorized.
"Okay. If that's true what did your dad do because Nikolai said he and your father were really close?" Kate questioned Castle, a skill she had acquired over the few years the two have been working together.
"Maybe once my father blew the mission, the CIA arrested Nikolai or turned them into the Serbian government for aiding a rouge CIA agent." Castle was quite good at stringing together pure conjecture into some feasible situation.
Kate and Castle turned their heads forward when they heard a humming noise come from the front seats, it was the divider going up. Now Kate and Castle had no view of where they were going.
"See Kate, it totally makes sense. They pulled the diversion in the other bunker thingy to get us out and to transport us to where Peter Kruschev is to get us to talk," Castle gulped, "or kill us."
Kate scooted over to comfort Castle. She wrapped an arm around his shoulder and squeezed him in a side hug. Then she swung her legs on top of his and nestled herself into his side. "It's going to be okay Castle. The boys are probably looking for us by now. And I'm going to bet it won't take too long."
Castle looked up with a quizzical expression. Kate smirked and reached into her bra. She leaned in close, raising her lips to Castle's ear. "I kinda lied back there. I found my phone in the bag. But none of our other possessions. I texted Ryan to put a trace on my phone and that they needed back up. I said I couldn't talk and the CIA should get involved." She pulled the iPhone from her bra and smiled. Castle was frozen, partly from Kate's genius, but mostly he was trying to recover from the goosebumps caused by her warm breath on his neck and also the sight of bed reaching into her bra to grab the phone.
God, I love her, he thought, but I have to control myself. Wait until we survive this. Wait what if we don't survive? I will never get to tell her how I feel.
"Castle?" Kate asked, "Are you okay?What's wrong?"
Castle wrapped his arm around her and pulled Kate tighter into his side kind of wincing in pain. "Nothing. I'm fine"
"No you're not. You're in pain. I can see it. Both physically and emotionally. Let's deal with the physical pain first and," Kate tilted her head up and pressed a kiss on his cheek, "we can deal with the emotional pain because I'm pretty sure I know what it's from."
"I bruised my ribs maybe broke one in Chicago. Who knew Chi Town could be so dangerous?"
Kate scooted away a little to alleviate some of the pressure from his ribs. "Oh, Castle, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have pressed myself against your ribs. I didn't know."
"It's okay Kate. I want you here." Castle hooked his arm around her again and settled her in a position that was comfortable for both of them.
"How did it happen?" Kate asked with some concern in her voice.
"It began like this..."

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An Unexpected Return
FanfictionRichard Castle, a New York Times Bestselling Author, returns to New York early from his cross-country book tour with frightening news. The only person he can turn to is Detective Kate Beckett. Soon the night turns sour and they're fighting for thei...