Hellooooo;) after one heck of crazy week with finals I'm back! This story is sorta tagged to 'Riding'; you don't need to read that one before this one. This one stands alone.

So, we've all seen that B&B have drifted from each other. When Angela and Brennan go missing, Booth will find how much he's drifted away from his partner.

A thanks to chymom for listening to me and reading this before I uploaded itXD

Disclaimer: Bones belongs to Fox.

The loud, incessant knocking on his front door stirred them awake. Booth groaned as he rolled over to face away from his girlfriend.

"Seriously!" Booth groaned as he peeked at the alarm clock on his nightstand and saw it was close to midnight. He was about to fall asleep when Hannah returned from assignment and now he was just finally getting to fall asleep again but the knocking interrupted his sleep journey.

"Get it." Hannah mumbled as she pulled the sheet from his naked body. Booth instantly shot up in bed, swinging his legs over the side. He sent her a glare as his heart began to beat faster. Her action had been just like in his coma dream. He remembered that dream very vividly and it freaked him out that she'd just done the exact same thing his dream Brennan had done. Passing a hand over his face he rose from the bed. He grabbed his discarded boxers from the floor and pulled them on hastily, walking out of his bedroom.

"Coming!" He yelled annoyed at whoever it was. He was surprised to find Hodgins standing there when he opened his front door. Before Booth could even make a comment, Hodgins pushed his way into the apartment.

"That bitch!" Hodgins was furious but looked scared at the same time. Booth closed his front door and followed Hodgins to the living room. "She has Angela!" Hodgins was yelling and Booth was not nearly alert yet to catch on.

"What are you talking about?" Booth asked, standing with his arms crossed over his bare chest. Hodgins explained that Angela was missing and the suspicion he had that someone, the Gravedigger to be specific, had taken her.

"Maybe she's out with Brennan." Booth said as Hannah joined them in the living room, wearing one of his tees and her pajama pants. She'd heard Hodgins' loud voice and figured something important was going down. She shot Booth a glance as she heard him say 'Brennan'. Lately he used that more often than Bones and she couldn't help but feel it somehow sounded wrong for him to not to use his nickname for her.

"I called Temperance after I did a fast sweep of the house searching for Angela and when we were talking..." Booth was more than fully awake and alert now. In the years he's worked with the squints he's never heard Hodgins call Brennan by her given name. "The line got cut off." Hodgins finished.

"Have you checked Bones' place?" Booth asked. Hannah felt his mood shift and she found it reassuring that he'd used 'Bones' instead of 'Brennan's'.

"No." Hodgins answered and when he saw the 'why not?' look Booth gave him, he continued. "I can't break and enter. What if there's evidence? You're the FBI guy." Booth understood why Hodgins was there; he was asking for his help. With a quick nod he headed to his bedroom to change. Hannah followed close behind.

She closed the bedroom door after herself and turned to face Booth. He already had jeans on and was throwing a tee over his head.

"What's going on?" She asked as she too grabbed some clothes to change into. "Who is he talking about?"

"The Gravedigger." Booth answered shortly as he got his gun, badge, and keys before opening his nightstand drawer.

Hannah listened as Booth gave her the quick explanation concerning the Gravedigger.

"But if she's escaped from prison, you'd of been informed, right?" Booth wanted to believe he would.

They exited the bedroom together.

The drive to Brennan's place seemed eternal and the heavy silence in the vehicle was deafening.

When they reached her apartment Booth inspected the lock before he took out a key. Hannah watched as Booth opened the door. Why he had a key to his partner's place was something she didn't have an answer for.

"The lock's not forced." Booth informed over his shoulder to the other two. He had his gun raised and he did a quick sweep of the apartment. Hannah felt the same rush she felt when she was in Afghanistan with him, but here she noted there was a difference in him.

When they reached Brennan's bedroom Booth's gut screamed at him. From the moment he entered the apartment he knew something wasn't right.

"That's blood." Hannah said more to herself than the others, her eyes fixed on the carpeted floor. There was a blood stain in the light colored carpet near the bed and a broken cell phone, Brennan's, next to it.

Booth didn't look at her; his eyes were scanning the bedroom for anything else out of place. The soft movement of the drapes alerted him that the balcony glass door was open. He moved towards it quickly, his eyes continuing their cataloguing of evidence.

Booth walked to stand by the foot of Brennan's bed. Her bed was scattered with papers and the screen on her laptop was black. He pressed the power button, illuminating the screen.

"You need a password." Hannah's comment cut through the silence.

After several attempts Booth had no idea what Brennan's password was. He'd tried everything he could think of, including Jupiter, but he had no luck.

"It's dancing phalanges." Hodgins jumped in; he'd seen Brennan type it in once as he was filling her in on his finding for a case. Booth shot him a glare for not being told before and the bug man shot him the 'I thought you knew' look.

As Booth typed in the password he thought to himself how much he used to know about Bones. He used to know her password at the Jeffersonian and so many more things and now…

"Looks like she was working on her novel." Hannah peeked over Booth's shoulder at the screen. Booth didn't say a word as he minimized the word document on display. He still knew Brennan hated for others to read her chapters before the book was out.

"What now?" The worry and fear was evident in the bug man's features. Every passing second was vital.

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