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Chapter 1
Early morning, Booth came with two steaming cups of coffee to Brennan's apartment, they had a case. He quickly ran upstairs and knocked at the door which opened slightly. "Of course, She forgot to close the door again" thought Booth. "Bones we have a case" said, crossing the threshold. Silence answered him. He crossed her living room and stopped in front of her bedroom door and knocked. "Bones, It's me Booth. I have coffee." he said, slightly nervous. Once again, the silence answered him. Something wasn't right. He opened the door. The clothes were laying all across the floor. "O my god, I hope I don't run into her with another guy." he thought. Booth knew he had to check on her, the silence was really strange. He couldn't even hear the fly buzzing. Slowly, he came into the bedroom and was looking at everything with that look on his face. That look was always on his face when he was at crime scene. "Bones, are you here?" Nothing. He noticed that all of the clothes on the floor were hers. The fabrics were cut into pieces... He looked up on the bed and noticed two pairs of handcuffs. "Handcuffs? What the hell???" thought Booth. He didn't like what he was seeing. He came closer and saw the blood on the sheet. Booth turned pale as a sheet. "No, please not again..." he thought and quickly called his boss. "Someone kidnaped Bones. I'm at her apartament. Sent here the Squints."...
"I'll check what is in the glass. I think that's water with sleeping pills but I'm not sure." said Hodgins. "I'll take the monitoring tape and give them to Angela. Maybe she will find something."
"I found some skin and blood on the handcuffs..." started Cam.
"She was struggling, she was fighting..." interrupted her Booth. "Who's that blood?"
"Seeley, I don't want to go into conclusion, I have to check this out at the lab" said Cam. She perfectly knew why the blood was in the middle of bed. But she wanted to tell him when she would have the results.
"Cam, do you think I am too stupid to know what that means. I only want to know who is that blood?" Booth got angry.
"I'm sorry...I...I have a hair... short, probably human. Maybe I'll got a DNA" said Cam.
"Ok, do whatever you can and more than that. I'm going to FBI, I will check her old cases. Maybe some bastard got out of the jail and want to paid off her."
Booth ran to his car as quickly as he could. He couldn't looking at the bed, a handcuffs and a blood. He could see everything, he imagined everything, and he really didn't like that. He hoped that was only his imagination, that nothing like that had happened... "Get a grip! I have to find her!" he thought and entered FBI building.
TBC...
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