Okay, this is my first ever fan fiction, anywhere besides my head, so please, whoever reads this, review and criticize anything you think I could do better. Like here, I think I used too many commas.

Summary: Brennan and Booth get locked in the lab with the rest of the team, because a maniac with a wooden stake seems to think Booth is someone she knew, and she's vowed to get answers. Is she really crazy? Or is Booth hiding something from his past?

Disclaimer: I'm not sure if I need this on here, but I've seen it on other stories, so to be on the safe side I'm putting it here. I make no money off of these characters, and I own none of them. Joss Whedon and Hart Hanson own them, I'm just borrowing them.

Chapter One

Temperance Brennan groaned as she rolled out of bed to the annoying beeping sound of her alarm clock. For once, she felt tired enough to sleep in, but she had to go to work, Booth needed her. The alarm clock turned off, she made her way around to the other side of her room, where the door was, and walked into the bathroom. She turned on the hot and cold water to get warm for her shower, and started to brush her teeth. She rinsed her mouth out with water and got into her shower, where she put her soap that smelled like strawberries onto the scrubbie and proceeded to wash herself. As she was getting out of the shower, her cell phone buzzed, meaning she had a text message. She wrapped a towel around her long auburn hair and her body, and walked into her bedroom where her cell was lying on the bedside table, and picked it up. She smiled when she saw her partner's name in her inbox, and she tapped it to read his message.

"Hey, Bones, we got a case. There was a murder at 705 Waterlily Lane. Should I swing by and pick you up?"

She tapped the reply button on her phone and typed back:

"Yes please, come to my apartment at around 8:00. I'll be ready."

She hit send, and smiled when she received his reply almost immediately; he must have waited eagerly for her reply.

"K. I'm bringing coffee and donuts, so don't worry about eating. See you then."

She shook her head at his idea of a real breakfast, and proceeded to her closet to pick out her day's clothes. Untying her towel around her body she put on deodorant and her bra and panties. She then took out a light blue button down shirt, dark washed boot cut jeans, socks, and her softly heeled boots. Sitting down on her bed she started to put on her shirt, but the thought better of it and got a black tank top to go under it, and put it on. Then she put on the rest of her clothes. Standing back up again, she went over to her dresser and looked at her jewelry. She put on a choker style necklace with a dolphin on it, her mother's favorite animal, and earrings with little dangling dolphins and starfish. She picked up her towel from where she had put it carelessly on the bed, and brought in to the bathroom to hang it up, simultaneously unwinding the towel around her hair and hanging that up too. Taking her brush, she began to vigorously brush the knots out of her long locks, muttering "Ow!" every so often as she pulled exceptionally hard. When she was done, she put her brush down and picked up her blow dryer. Plugging it in, she turned the setting to low, and dried her hair. She then turned off the dryer before pulling out the plug gently, and setting it down on the counter. Walking back to her bedroom, she put a pony tail holder on her wrist if she needed it, and then went over to make her bed. She just finished up when her phone buzzed again. She went over to her purse, where she had put it before getting dressed, and tapped her inbox, and the message inside it.

"Hey Bones, I'm waiting outside. Come on down when you're ready."

She hit reply and typed back:

"Alright, I'll be down in a minute."

She picked up her purse, phone, and bag for work, and walked out the door locking it as she left. She stopped just before pulling the door all the way closed, and took one last cursory look around her neat apartment to see if she had left anything. Deciding she hadn't, she opted for the stairs instead of the elevator, and went downstairs to meet Booth.