"Bones?" Booth said, his voice echoed throughout the chamber where he was imprisoned. "Bones, can you hear me?"

He rubbed his forehead, it felt cool and damp… he was bleeding. He felt the rest of his body; he didn't feel any more blood and there were no obvious wounds. He knew that was good, if he was bleeding too badly, he'd probably die.

He reached into his front pocket. Crossing his fingers he pulled out his cell phone. He quickly maneuvered the phone around in that cramped space and opened it up. To his delight a small beam of white light filled the small enclosement. Seeing his external boundaries forced feelings of claustrophobia.

Although the phone did work he quickly noticed that there was no service. Quickly he decided to use the phone as a flashlight, moving the phone around the small space he desperately tried to find an exit, a crack, or something.

He flopped over onto his back and rubbed his hands across the top of the space. It was cool to the touch and it had an odd feeling of ruggedness to it. It definitely felt like concrete but there were no cracks that compromised the integrity of the room. Quietly he tried to connect with his inner squint and figure how much air he had left.

He knew that the container was long enough to hold him, which meant at least six and a half feet, and the space seemed to be a perfect square, probably one foot each way, that meant he had about six cubic feet of air. He didn't know exactly how long he had, he'd rather not think about that either, but he did know that the last thing he could remember was around 2 o'clock, and it was around three thirty, which meant he didn't have long…

-24 hours earlier—

"Knock, knock" Parker said with a slight giggle. Parker and Brennan were sitting in a booth at the Founding Fathers. He loved spending time with his father, and enjoyed it even more when they were with Dr. Brennan.

"Who's there?" Brennan asked quizzically.

"Orange!" Parker said.

"Orange who?" Brennan asked, although she already knew the answer, she had relentlessly used this joke on her brother years ago.

"'Orange' you glad I didn't say banana?" Parker said, he couldn't control himself as he was succumbed with laughter.

Booth approached and picked his son up. Hoisting him over his shoulder Booth looked at his face. "Are you telling Bones some silly jokes?"

"Yes, daddy!"

"Do you wanna go to the arcade?" Booth asked.

"Does Bones want to come too?" Parker asked.

Booth dropped him back down into his seat.

"I don't know, why don't you ask her?"

Parker looked at Dr. Brennan and began to open his mouth.

"I would love to come Parker." Dr. Brennan said, she forced a little bit of a smile.

"Why don't you go to the car?" Booth tossed Parker the keys.

"Can I play with the siren?"

"Sure." Booth kept the smile on his face until Parker walked out onto the sidewalk. "So you know, right."

"As much as the FBI was willing to tell me."

"Then you don't know anything." Booth said regrettably, he turned his head back and forth before leaning in to continue. "When the Gravedigger was in prison the Bureau put in a strong recommendation that she spend her term in solitary confinement and the state backed us on that, but due to overcrowding she was put into the general population."

"How does this have anything to do with what Cam told me?" Bones asked.

"I'm getting to that" Booth took a long sip of his coffee and then looked back into Brennan's eyes. "She talked, she told her cellmate everything she knew, international secrets, locations of diplomats, anything she had privilege to; everyone on cell block D has privilege to. But that's not the worst of it. She told this girl the location of the fifth victim, the one we never found."

"Wait, you don't think…"

"I do, I think we might finally the Debby Maddox case, the family can finally get some closure."

"Booth, she's been down there for a long time, this is not going to be as straight forward as we think it will."

"Bones, Maddox was my first assignment, and I looked that girl's parents in the eye and promised them I would bring the gravedigger to justice, and I promised I would find their little girl, I think it's time to make good on my promise."