Title: Sniper Call

Rating: T

Summary: Booth receives a letter calling him back to the Rangers, but this time with an order to bring Brennan with him. What will happen when Booth needs to deal with killing men and Brennan has to watch him struggle with it?

A/N: This story was co written by Arktress and Myself. Ark wrote the parts for Brennan and I wrote the parts for Booth. Enjoy!

Brennan sat at her desk, watching Booth frown in front of her, a red white and blue, presidential envelope in his hand, she saw it pains him, and it had to do with the army, she leaned on her desk and watched her devilishly handsome partner, her eye brow raised "I care for him, I just don't have those feelings, but I do" she smiled to herself.

Brennan looked over at Booth again "Booth, do you want me to open it" she looked at the envelope in his grips, the black letters of Soldier call out stared back at her, she felt suddenly weak and her face turned a light pale "Booth" was the only thing she could say.

He looked grimly at her, then opened it, already knowing what it would say. He read it over, and his eyes widened. He looked slowly at Bones. His mouth went dry. "They, they want me to go back." He said. "And..." He looked at her, fearing for her. "They want me to take you with me."

They said they wanted to so that she could identify any bodies of soldiers that came up. He knew it was an important job. The bodies of soldiers were constantly being found too charred or mutilated for identification in any normal means. But still, to put her at risk...

Brennan looked at Booth and swallowed "Are.. you going to be okay?"

"Yeah Bones, I'm gonna be fine. I'm just worried about you."

She frowned watching him and his reaction "Hey, if I have to go, I have to go, I can handle myself" she looked upward "I'll give this a go", she folded her arms and relaxed back the chair looking at the ceiling "I'm sure god will watch over me" she said trying to comfort her own thoughts and her partners.

He tried to smile and failed.

She stood up and sat on the desk "We 'do' have to go don't we?" she asked nervously wishing it was a normal Army envelope and letter not a presidential one.

He nodded. "Yeah, we really have no choice, or else I just wouldn't let you go." He said, looking at her, but not at her. He was really looking back in time, to his sniper days. "You don't know what it's like, and I wish you didn't have to. To...to make friends and then watch them be, be blown to bits, to have to take out people and watch their family's react. See a... a kid on his birthday watch his father die right at the table." His voice trailed off, and he had tears at the corner of his eyes.

Temperance looked at Booth, with share heart feeling, tears streamed down her face, and her shoulders shook "Booth, Stop please, I have seen, Kids piled upon their parents being burnt, men having their skulls hacked open, with knifes in the middle east, But bringing guns and Bombs... into it, it makes it more real" she sniffed and slid off the desk and knelled on the ground in front of him "I want, you to look after me, alright, in return I'll look after you" she rested her hand on his leg.

He smiled weakly. He'd nearly forgotten all she'd gone through, how hard it had to be.

He looked at her. 'I'm sorry they dragged you into this. We have to leave tomorrow. Get some rest, you'll need it." He sighed. "It's gonna be a long day."

Even though he'd told his partner to get some rest, he knew there'd be no sleep for him. Nightmares would plague the little sleep he did find. He just wished that his partner wouldn't have to witness this.

"Don't be sorry, its my fault for taking up this profession, I will rest, but if you can't sleep, or anything is wrong, Ring me, Booth" she said sternly "I need my guy sharp" she smiled weakly and stood up.

He smiled at her. "I will." He said, though he had no intention of doing that. It was all great and fine that he wasn't getting any sleep, but he wouldn't deprive her of sleep with his problems too.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He said, and stood up. "Be ready at around 5 am. I'll pick you up and take you for breakfast before we go."

"Thanks, Booth" she said kind heartedly "I want to be there for... you" she tried to say without sounding cheap. She pulled her keys out "I need to get fuel before I go, So I will meet you in the morning" she grabbed her coat off her chair and tangled her keys "Stay safe alright!" she said walking out the door hesitating to watch her partner think, she snuck out.

He smiled at her. He was touched she cared about him.

He walked to the SUV. She'd taken her sports car, so she wouldn't need a ride. He almost wished that she would need a ride, if only so he could see her a bit.

She pulled out and caught a glimpse of Booth getting into his SUV "Be careful" she whispered then drove off, she pulled into her apartment got out and backed light gear tramping boots and all the necessary equipment. Afterwards she fell back on her bed and closed her eyes, memories flooding back, she rolled on her side and played with the pillow. After awhile she drifted off to sleep.

A/N: Like it? Please R&R And a sneak peak of chapter 2!

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Brennan turned over wide awake and picked up the phone, she toyed with it in her hand for a moment, then dialed Booths number "Hello, Booth, yeah its me Brennan, um did you check the weather, at the airport" she said nervously a sly grin on her face.

Booth's brows furrowed. "Umm, yeah. It's supposed to be cloudy, around 66 degrees all day." He said slowly, as though unsure she had really called at ten at night to ask if he's checked the weather. "Hey Bones, is there another reason you called, or did you simply call at 10pm to ask about the weather?"