This was inspired by another Bones fic I wrote for the May CBPC. I own nothing but Abby, so please don't sue!

Enjoy!


Temperance Brennan glanced in her rearview mirror and frowned slightly. The black SUV behind her had been following her closely for the past ten or fifteen minutes, a difficult task to accomplish on the highway. She pressed her foot down on the gas pedal a little more.

"Dr. Bones?" She glanced back to the little boy sitting in his booster seat in the back.

"Yes Parker?"

"When are we going to see Daddy?" Temperance smiled. Parker had just asked her that question two minutes ago.

"Soon, Parker. We'll get there soon." He started to say something more (probably ask another question, seeing as "soon" isn't a good enough answer for children), but closed his mouth and leaned over the car seat next to him. Temperance heard tiny shrieks and laughs come from the back seat.

She and Booth had just finished a case the day before. The McCallum clan, a group of Irish nomads, had killed a member of a rival family and buried the body along the Mall. Some renovations were being made and the bones were dug up after three years in the ground. They had arrested the head of the clan yesterday.

As she always did when they finished a hard case, Temperance took Parker and Abby to visit Booth at work and have lunch as a family. They were supposed to meet at Wong Foo's at one.

Brennan looked in her mirror again, her frown bigger than last time. The car behind her was still tailgating her. She turned onto another highway and reached for her phone when the car followed her.

Before she could press the button for Booth's speed dial, they were jerked forward as the other car hit their rear bumper. Cell phone thrown to the floor and forgotten, Brennan's only focus was keeping control of the vehicle and trying to get away from the other car. Parker knew something was wrong and had his arms over the baby. Tears were filling his eyes and he cried out, "Mom?" Temperance didn't look back but called out in what she hoped was a calm voice, "It'll be okay Parker. Just hold on tight."

The black car nudged Brennan's a few more times. There was no where she could go. Parker was openly crying now, his sobs joining Abby's. Brennan stepped harder on the gas. The other car moved into the lane next to her. Temperance moved to step on the brake, but before she could do anything, the SUV drove into hers, pushing her off the road.

Their car rolled down the embankment, flipping over several times. It finally came to a rest, right side up, at the bottom of the hill. Airbags hissed, the car creaked and the engine rattled. Temperance put a hand to her forehead and winced at the blood that came back on her fingertips. Her head hurt terribly, as did her chest. Concussion, bruised or broken ribs. Hopefully nothing more. Her eyes were threatening to close but one thought opened them.

The babies. She had to make sure Parker and Abby were okay. She tried to turn around but pain exploded all throughout her body. She couldn't stay awake anymore; her eyes were just too heavy and there was too much pain. Through the haze that had settled over her, she could recognize the sound of a door opening. Was it help? She didn't hear any sirens. Maybe it was a Good Samaritan. The last thing Temperance was aware of before the blackness consumed her was the sound of Abby's distressed cries.