Here I am
Disclaimer: I don't own it. Not making money. Still live at home still can't drive my own car… Do you need any more proof?
AN: Please read My Time of Dying other wise this won't really make sense. Prologue set 6 months after Jack and Angela's wedding. Rest of the story will lead up to and over take these moments. Hope it makes sense that way?
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Prologue
The voice was low on the phone. Low but pleasant, like he was telling a story to a child. "She cries for you at night. Screams and cries. I like when she screams; so long her voice gets hoarse. That rasping quality gets me going… "
She was listening, distraught for her only daughter, "What can I do to get her back," She asked fearfully.
"I want their child, I want them to suffer."
"Whose child?"
"Your refugee and her FBI boyfriend."
"Oh," She had never really thought about Lynda's past, just sort of adopted her, but if this was her only chance to save her daughter then so be it. "How can I help you?" Janice asked.
"The child is going to need a nanny…"
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Janice thought about that phone call for a week before she had picked up the phone and rang Lynda. She was staying with Angela and Jack then… But that was months ago now. She felt horrible doing this to Lynda, absolutely terrible but Lana's life was at stake and as her mother it was time to live up the role God gave her and save her child.
She looked down at the baby she was carrying. "I'm sorry bubbles but I need you to help my baby." She shouldered both the backpack and her burden before approaching the man waiting on the platform.
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Booth was on the first flight to Brisbane, Director Cullen beside him, Angela and Jack the chairs behind. Parker and Rebecca had been put in protective custody two minutes after he had got the phone call from Bones.
He had hated being an absent father. He kept thinking over and over 'If only I had been there I could have stopped it. I could have saved my baby girl.'
He knew now was not the time for thinking that, he should have all his energy plotting his search and his revenge for the bastard who did this.
"Get some sleep Booth. The second we get off the plane you probably won't sleep for a while. She needs you to be strong and alert for her." Cullen placed a soothing hand on his arm. "Trust me."
"I can't believe you didn't tell us the danger and sent her to another country. They would have only been safe with me."
Sam didn't say anything just turned and looked out the window. There was a strained silence between them until he spoke. "Sorry Booth. I did what I thought was best but it wasn't. We will find your little girl."
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Lynda didn't even look up when her father sat beside her. He wasn't the one she wanted to see. She wanted her little girl. She needed her daughter. "Any news?"
"They arrive in an hour. Come on we will meet them at the airport."
Lynda nodded. This was not the kind of reunion she wanted.
She started packing the nappy bag when she realized what she was doing and burst into tears.
"Come on honey. We will find her soon." Max wrapped his arms around her and held her for a while before leading her out to the car.
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There you go. Can you call off the Furbies now? I know its short but hey the next one will be longer and have more of the threat.