First of all, I wrote this story before 'The Man in the Cell'. I know Epps is dead, but this one didn't work with any other bad guy!
I hope you like it, it was one of my favorites!
"How long ago? And you're just informing me now?" Booth didn't try to hide the anger in his voice. He was pacing his office, trying to stifle the fear that was threatening to overwhelm him. "Howard Epps is extremely dangerous, especially to me and my partner! I should have been notified as soon as he was discovered missing!" Booth stopped and grabbed his keys off his desk, and practically ran out the door. "Look, I don't want to hear your excuses! Just keep me informed!" Booth snapped his phone closed, his thoughts drifting back to the last time they had seen Epps.
'We're done with you. You're never gonna see us again.'
'I'm pretty sure you're wrong about that Agent Booth.'
Now the psycho was loose. Booth knew that getting away wasn't going to be his top priority. He was going to want revenge
"Booth." Cullen stopped him just as he was about to step into the elevator. "You got the call?"
"Yeah. I'm heading over to the Jeffersonian now."
Cullen nodded. "Good. I'll make a call, get security over there to lock the place down."
"Thank you, sir." Booth entered the elevator, the door closed, and once again he was alone with his thoughts. He opened his phone, and dialed her number. If anything happened to her...
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Brennan closed the file and sat back in her chair. Another set of remains from limbo identified, another family able to have closure. Now she was looking forward to getting home, taking a long hot shower, and going to bed early. She hadn't been sleeping well lately, and she hoped the shower and a glass of wine would help tonight. She stood up and reached for her purse, just as her cell phone rang. "Brennan."
"Bones, it's me. Listen, I'm on my way there. Don't go anywhere until I get there."
"Booth? What's going on?" His voice seemed odd. Brennan had a feeling her plans were going to change. "Do we have a case?"
"Epps escaped."
Those two words erased all thoughts of a quiet evening from her mind. "How?"
"I don't know." Booth reached the SUV, hopped in, and started toward the Jeffersonian. "I don't have all the details yet. Look, Cullen is calling security over there, make sure they have everything locked down and under control. Just make sure you tell the squints. Nobody leaves." He only heard silence. "Bones?"
"Yeah, okay...I...I will."
Booth hated to hear the fear in her voice. "I'll be there in a few minutes, Temperance. We'll find him. I promise."
Brennan hung up the phone, remembering the last time they had dealt with Epps. She had killed his accomplice. She hadn't had a choice, he was going to kill Booth, but Epps had taunted her with the fact that she had killed another human being. He had asked her how it felt to kill someone. She had tried to get over it, to push it out of her mind as much as possible, and with the help of Booth, and Jasper, she had, but now it was all coming back to her. She turned and walked out of her office. Right now she needed to find the others and let them know.
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Booth flashed his badge at security, walked through the doors, and headed to Bones' office. He knew she was reliving the last time they had dealt with Epps. His stomach tightened in anger, thinking of what that bastard had put her through. He was not going to let him do it again.
His cell phone rang just as he reached her office. He saw her, sitting on the sofa, and he wanted go to her, to put his arms around her, to promise her that everything would be okay, but he knew he couldn't ignore the phone. He pulled it from his pocket, watching her as she stood up and turned toward him. "Booth."
"Daddy?"
"Parker?" Booth was confused. Why would Parker be calling him? "Look, buddy, Daddy can't talk right now, but..." His words were cut off.
"Do you know what I love most about children, Agent Booth? How trusting they are."
Fear flooded through him, and the blood drained from his face as he listened to Epps' voice. "If you hurt one hair on his head, I..."
Epps laughed, cutting off the threat. "Now why would I want to do that? At least not yet."
"What do you want?" Booth gripped the phone, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Right now, I just want to make you suffer, Agent Booth. We'll get into the rest later."
"You son of a..." The line went dead.
Okay, I know I don't have to tell you! You know what to do!