This was meant to be a oneshot but it turned out to be way too long. It will be a twoshot. I should remind everyone that this will be very angsty, will include a character death. Minor sexual content and some language.

Disclaimer I don't own Fox and I probably never will.

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3 days ago.

Booth, Brennan and another collegue, Agent Williams who had been working the case with them had been tipped of that a suspect in a murder they had been investigating had been spotted at a disused factory.

"Just stay in the car Bones" Booth told her. As usual though she was in one of her notgoodtoargue moods, so Booth again had given in and had allowed her to follow. He ordered that she stay behind him. "I have the gun Bones so stay behind me, are we clear?"

Brennan rolled her eyes. I can easily defend myself Booth" she reminded him yet again.

"I know you can Bones, but your karate skills are no match against a stray bullet now is it?"

He had been right. She couldn't count how many times he had saved her life. Her martial art skills hadn't helped her when she had been kidnapped, and almost fed to dogs at the hands of Jamie Kenton. They hadn't been any use against the gravedigger either. It's just she hated relying on him so much. She had taken care of herself her whole life Now she had this knight in standard issue FBI body armor as Angela had put it, overseeing her safety everytime they were out in the field she felt useless, like some kind of damsel in distress.

She nodded in agreement as she crept slowly behind him. She let her hands wander to his hips as he made his way into the entrance to the building.

Booth realised that this could be a shot in the dark, but any information they could get on this psycho who had raped and killed fifteen women in the past six months needed to be investigated. A suspect had been caught, but unfortunatly due to insufficient evidence had been freed leaving Booth frustrated. He had been convinced he had been the one. DNA evidence proved that he had indeed had sexual intercourse with one of the victims but there had been nothing to connect him to the murders.

Agent Williams smiled as he watched Brennna clinging onto Booth. She caught him leering at her from the corner of her eyes. It creeped her out slightly.

With their guns drawn Booth and Williams crept closer inside the abandoned building. "The echoing sound of their footsteps alerted both agents as Booth caught sight of a figure just ahead of them. "FBI!" Booth hollered into the darkness. "STOP OR I'LL SHOOT" were his next words.

The suspect stopped dead in his tracks. He held his hands above his head in defeat. It was indeed the same man Booth was convinced was their killer "Just keep those hands where I can see them" Booth commanded, as he approached the young male.

"Nothing I just come out here sometimes" he answered back, confused as to why they had their sights set on him.

Booth didn't believe him. He reached for his handcuffs when the suspect hit out slamming his fist into Booths jaw. Then bolted into the surrounding darkness.

Agent Williams checked on Booth "You alright man?"

Brennan was equally concerned "Booth let me take a look."

Booth regained his composure and forced her hand away. He wasn't about to let him get away. "Williams call for backup and guard her with your life. He's the one. I'm going after him."

"Agent Booth Do you think that wise?" but his words were unheard as Booth raced off, soon disappearing into the night.

Brennan was shivering slightly. "Come on! Booth said to call for backup" she reminded the other agent.

Willimas grinned evilly at her "I don't think we're going to need backup" he sneered, as a situation had presented itself and he was going to take full advantage of it.

"What do you mean?" It was then it dawned on her. It was Williams, he was the killer. Brennan instinctively hit out but Williams was ready for her and whipped his gun firmly across her head. She instantly fell unconscious, landing in his arms.

Eyeing the upper floors of the factory Williams proceeded to drag an unconscious Brennan to the foot of the stairwell. Confident that Booth was too busy chasing the wrong man he made his way up the steps.

He panted heavily As they reached the top level "You need to lose some weight Dr Brennan" he informed her sarcastically.

She awoke groggily with a feeling of nausea in the pit of her stomach. It was then she found she could hardly breathe. As she opened her eyes wider she found herself staring straight into the eyes of agent Williams. He was laying on top of her fiddling with her clothes.

"GET OFF ME!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. She lashed out with her fists aiming for just about any part of his body

"Oh Dr Brennan you are going to be my biggest accomplisment yet" he chuckled, then let out a hideous laugh that she shivered at.

She kicked and screamed digging her fingernails into him. If she was going to die then she would leave as much evidence as possible.

"Bitch!" he slapped her hard across the face. "My other victims fought back, and you know what happened to them don't you?" He pinned her arms down harshly bruising them heavily.

"Booth, Booth please help me!"

Booth had managed to corner the suspect and this time slammed the handcuffs on him without any trouble. Dragging his worthless ass back to the point where he had left the two of them. He was shocked to find they were nowhere in sight.

"It wasn't me. Do you hear me I never killed those women."

"Shut up!" Booth punched hard ultimately knocking him out. He forced him into his suv and locked the door. Then he decided to go sought out Brennan and Williams.

"Williams, Bones!" Booth called. He pulled out his cellphone and pressed speed dial" He could faintly hear the ringtone and it seemed to be coming from the the upper floors. He followed the tone but then the ringing was interrupted and he was met with a familiar voice.

"Agent Booth. I suppose you're wandering where you're precious Temperance is?"

"Williams?" Booth couldn't believe what he was hearing "Williams what the hell is going on?"

"What is going on?" he laughed sinisterly "I'll tell you what is going on " Whilst you've been out chasing the wrong perp. I've just had the most amazing time with Temperance."

Booth clenched his fists. His blood boiling "What the hell have you done! You rat bastard?"

"Lets just say she is the best screw i've ever had" Then the phone disconnected, leaving Booth frozen to the spot.

Brennan lay there bloody and dazed. Her clothes torn and she was feeling the most immense pain she had ever felt in her whole life. The sound of the cellphone ringing gave her fresh hope. She heard Williams answer. She heard the taunts, then she watched as Williams slammed it to the ground shattering it. He licked his lips as he leant down whispering in her ear "That was just fantastic. Did anyone tell you how beautiful you are. Has agent Booth ever told you that hug?"

Brennan ignored him as she rolled over not wanting to stare at his face any longer.

"Don't be like that!" Williams grabbed her arm "Now be a good girl and get up." He yanked her to her feet then circled his arm around her waist.

Booth shouts echoed around the empty building "Bones where the hell are you?" He hoped Williams has been bluffing about what he had done to Brennan. However deep down he knew what he was. A murdering rapist How did I not see it he questioned himself. Agent Williams had been active throughout this investigation. He had helped them build the case How could I have been so naive . He had let his guard down and now it had cost him dearly. Reaching the top floor he silently crept along hoping to take this asshole by surprise. A rat crossed his path which took him by surprise and as he stepped on it the rat squealed giving away Booth's location.

Williams shined his flashlight in the direction of the noise. "Agent Booth." Williams drew his gun.

Booth inched closer only to be confronted with his collegue holding Brennan as a shield in front of him. "No closer Booth or I won't hesitate to kill her. She's sweet but i've got no use for her now."

Booth couldn't take any chances but he wasn't about to back down either. He gripped the gun firmly. His hand was hot and clammy but still he held on. He locked eyes with Brennan. He saw the blood on her face, the shredded clothing. Her pants were missing and he could see the bruising on her thighs. He tried to deny it but it became more obvious what had transpired here. Tears streamed down her face as she met his gaze.

"What the hell did you do her Williams?"

What I did to those other women. The only thing thats left is the killing part."

"I won't let you do that."

Williams backed closer to the railings. The only thing seperating them from a fall that would definitley be fatal.

Brennan fought to get out of his grip, but he was strong and she was so weak.

"Let her go Williams, and I may just let you rot in jail" Booth's heart was racing. He had to take a shot. Being a former sniper he knew he could do it. Booth pulled the trigger. The force of the bullet penetrating his skull forced him backwards. Booth knew though it hadn't killed him instantly.

Time seemed to stand still and when he came back to his senses he just wasn't fast enough. He grabbed for Brennan but it was too late as Williams fell backwards over the railings he took Brennan with him.

Booth's heart missed a beat as he peered over. Seeing the two bodies sprawled out on the concrete below. "No! No! Oh god no!" He bounded down the steps three or four at a time. When he reached the bottom he first checked out Williams. He was a mess. Booth was able to confirm he was dead. Then he attended to Brennan. She was still alive. Her ragged attempts at breathing told him that.

"Booth" she gasped. Every breath more painful then the last

Blood pooled around her head and more blood trickled from her mouth. Her leg was twisted in a bad way and he could only imagine the internal injuries she had sustained. "Bones, hang in there i'm going to call for help."

With his cellphone out he immediatley called for backup. Then throwing the phone on the ground he turned his attention back to her. "He stroked her cheeks. What do you say to someone who is dying? His delicate touch made her smile slightly, but then she winced as she coughed up blood.

Booth so much wanted to hold her, but moving her could be more damaging. He looked into her now pale eyes, dreading what was to come "Oh god what have I done?"

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Okay what do you think? I can't help but write angsty stuff and I can't help torturing Brennan.