Booth wakes up to the shift in weight on his partner's side of the bed. He rubs his eyes and turns his head towards Brennan, who's now sitting up staring at the clock. "Bones?"
Brennan looks at him and swallows. "It's seven o'clock."
"Thanks. I was confused."
"It's seven o'clock and Christine isn't awake yet," she clarifies.
"Well, it's Saturday. Maybe she finally realized that her mom and dad like to sleep in once in a while. Just go back to bed, Bones. She's fine."
"She should be awake, Booth. She usually is."
"Christine's fine," he repeats and scoots closer to her. He presses a kiss to her neck and brushes his thumb against the back of her hand. "Go back to bed."
She relents and lies back down, resting her head on the pillow and closing her eyes. Not even five minutes pass before she's sitting up again, staring at the clock. She nudges her sleeping partner and turns to face him. "Booth." When he doesn't react, she shoves him again. "Booth? Booth."
"Bones," he groans.
"Booth, wake up." She pushes him harder.
He bolts awake, sitting up and rubbing his cheek. "I'm up. I'm up."
"Christine should be awake by now," she repeats.
He nods and gets out of bed slowly, his whole body cracking. He reaches for his bathrobe and fights back a yawn. "Come on, Bones. Let's go check on our daughter. If that will help you sleep another half hour, I'll feed into your delusion."
"It's not a delusion, Booth. Call it mother's intuition if you must, but I know my daughter and I know she should be awake by now. It's 7:08. She's usually awake by five minutes to seven."
He hooks his arm around her shoulder when she meets up to him at the door, and kisses her softly on the lips, brushing a piece of her hair away from her eyes, which are tinted with a thin layer of tears.
The two of them walk down the hallway to Christine's room and Brennan pushes open the door. Everything seems normal. Nothing's out of place, the shades are still drawn, and the door was still slightly ajar. She takes a few steps towards the crib and then another couple until she's standing above the crib. "Booth."
He jerks at the pang of emotion in her voice and rushes over to her. The crib is empty. Her favorite pink bunny and her blanket are missing too. He rushes out of the room and into their bedroom. He scrambles to get to the phone and then immediately dials the police. His heart is racing and his voice shakes as he practically yells at the person on the other end of the conversation.
Meanwhile, Brennan just stands by the crib, staring into the emptiness and trying to think of who could have taken Christine. She swallows and goes through every creepy person she came in contact with while she was on the run, every pissed off criminal she helped put behind bars, and every bitter ex-lover she's had. This has to be her fault. Christine is just an innocent child, so logically, there's no way she could already have enemies, right?
Booth comes back, looking more exhausted than he had just moments ago. His eyes are red from tears, his shoulders are hunched slightly, and his movements are slower. "The police are on their way," he barely gets out.
Brennan just nods, not really paying attention to him. She reaches into the crib and grabs Christine's stuffed giraffe. She looks at it and pulls it closer to her, as a few tears roll down her cheeks. Booth appears at her side and she immediately buries her face into his chest, wrapping her arms around him tightly, her hand still gripping her daughter's giraffe.
He completes the embrace and rubs her back lightly, slipping his fingers through her hair. "We'll find her, Temperance. We'll find who took her. I promise, baby. We'll find her. I won't sleep until she's in my arms and that bastard is in the ground." He swallows and sways slightly. "We'll find her," he repeats to himself, trying to convince himself more than anyone else. As an FBI agent, he's been in charge of finding several missing children, and only a handful of those kids have been found and returned to their families alive. He knows the odds, but right now, faith trumps logic.
I'm still new to Bones and Bones fanfiction, but I had this idea and it's been bugging me, so I decided to finally write it down.
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