Hi guys! This is something I've been tossing around in my head for a few weeks now. I have a penchant for writing bad about one of the parents. In this case it is Rebecca, as she kind of struck me as bitchy in season two, but I really don't have anything against her.
I don't own Bones or its cast. I only own the characters you don't recognize and the story line.
"Dr. Brennan we have been here for three months and we haven't found so much as recent remains." Daisy commented. Brennan and Daisy have been in Maluku for about three months and have found nothing. They were heading back to their jeep so they could go back to base and reconfigure their plans.
The sound of Brennan's satellite phone prevented her from commenting on Daisy's negative attitude. Brennan has been on worse digs than this.
"Brennan," she answered and a familiar voice rang clear through the speaker.
"Hey Cherie, I need your bone collecting self, back here,"
"Mrs. Julian? Why do you need me? If you don't remember, I'm in Maluku. I can't just drop everything and get back." The Dr. answered a bit annoyed that she was interrupting her 'vacation'.
"Because I have already called the rest of your squint squad and now I need you. Your partners ex has just been arrested and there is no sign of Parker."
Brennan's heart stopped. Where was Booth? Why wasn't he called? Rebecca wouldn't hurt Parker right? Parker was the only five year old she knew that she really got along with. He loved asking questions and he actually understood the anthropologist's answers. Brennan's maternal instincts came to the surface whenever Parker was around.
"Why haven't you called Booth? Shouldn't he know?" Brennan asked.
"We have multiple times. No one can contact him. Our own 'Federal Idiots' have been looking for Parker for three weeks but have yet to find him. I need your squad of squints to help us find this boy, Cherie."
"I'll be there in less than forty eight hours. Tell Zach to go to Rebecca's and have him look around for anything that could help us." Temperance gave her instructions.
"Forensics has already been all over that place. What makes you think he will find something they didn't?"
"Zach has an extremely high IQ; he can see things that others see but fail to connect to other pieces of evidence. I also want you call my father and fill him in on this case." Without Booth, she needed someone who has been on at least one side of law enforcement. Her dad could get information on anything in no time and while she didn't like the way he did it, it worked.
"Have you lost your bone lovin' mind? You want me to bring a felon and known murder in on a missing child case. Are you serious?" she laughed a pained chuckle.
"Yes, I will call him and tell him to meet you and Zach at the lab."
Brennan hung up and called her dad, her fingers trembling and her whole body shaking in worry.
"Hello?" his voice was groggy from sleep. Looking at her watch she realized it was probably three AM in DC.
"Hey dad, sorry for waking you,"
"Tempe, hey no it's alright. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine dad but I need you to meet Caroline and Zach at the lab as soon as you can. She will explain everything when you get there. I really need your help on this dad." She almost pleaded but she wasn't sure why she did. She knew he would help her without the begging.
"Sure thing Tempe, are you on your way back too?" he asked. Brennan could hear the dresser drawers in the back ground opening and closing.
"I will be there as soon as I can catch a plane." She hung up and jogged back to their jeep. She wanted nothing more right now than to get home to where she belonged and find Parker. Then she would have to figure out what was going on with Booth. He was always reachable.
"Alright Daisy, we are heading home." Temperance got in the driver's seat and Daisy showed her excitement to be going back to modern society.
Her only thoughts were towards finding Parker. Statistically the probability of Parker still being alive is very slim. Three weeks with no leads, and no help from Rebecca, that could only lead to a bad outcome.
{In the lab}
Max Keenan walked into the Jeffersonian's forensic anthropology wing twenty minutes after his call with Brennan, he spotted Caroline and Zach.
"Why are we all here at three thirty in the morning?" Zach asked. He didn't understand why Caroline called and ordered him here this early in the morning.
"Well Dr. Brennan told me to have you and you come in here and start your search for Parker Booth." Caroline said pointing to max and Zach.
"Me? Why would she want me here?" Max asked confused. His Tempe didn't like him getting involved with any cases or anything of the sort.
"Because, Parker has been missing for three weeks and apparently you can get information on anything in very little time." Caroline quipped.
"Three weeks? Is there a corpse?" Zach asked.
"No," Caroline answered.
"Then why am I needed? I don't deal with the living I deal with the dead."
"Because as I see it the big bad FBI has had no luck and now they need all of us to see if we can get little Booth back." Max summarized.
"That's about right. So Mr. Addy, you need to go to Mrs. Stinson's house and check for anything that could give us any sort location."
"On it,"
Max turned around and stalked out. He knew how to get information out of people, and he knew exactly who to go to about 'missing' kids. Jerold Esthons.
As Brennan sat on a private plane off the Maluku islands she thought about Booth. Boy was he going to be mad when he got back. He never liked being left out of the loop and with Parker being the loop in this case; things were bound to explode when he got home.
"Dr. Brennan, we are about to land. Your car will be waiting for you in the VIP area. Is there anything else you need?" Amy the flight attendant informed her.
"No, thank you."
Amy started cleaning up things from Brennan's breakfast, what little she ate of it. She was worried about Parker, so much more than she would have thought.
Brennan sat her seat up and buckled up preparing to land. She gathered her things and started to sort her emotions and thoughts, separating them and putting them each in their own compartments. Temperance Brennan was mentally preparing herself for what was sure to a hell of a week.
TBC