Authors Note; This is my third fanfiction in the make. The beginning is slightly rushed because the case at hand is not the main part right now, but it slows down soon. (x I'll be posting my second fanfiction later, as it has a lot of chapters already. xD This one only has two. :]


Chapter one
Memories

A trembling hand ran through soft brown hair as the famous anthropologist, Dr. Temperance Brennan paced her bathroom. 'This can't be possible. How can this have happened? I mean…I know how it happened, but how did it happened?' Her arms we're crossed now as she continued to pace, her eyes never leaving the item on the counter. 'I haven't…Oh…Wait…No. Oh no. It can't be. I can't believe this, how am I supposed to tell him?' Temperance stopped her pacing and picked up the pregnancy test in her still trembling hand and stared down at the plus sign. Her thoughts began to rewind time like a video.

6 weeks ago…

"Bones! Guess what!" Special Agent Seeley Booth came strolling through Temperance's office with one of his 'Boothy' grins and stood in front of her desk, resting his hands on his belt. Temperance glanced up from her computer screen and took a moment to look her partner over. Her cerulean colored eyes started off from the bottom up. He was wearing the usual suit, with his 'Cocky' belt and a silly tie. His hair was gelled as per usual, and as always he looked handsome as ever. Finally, she met his gaze. "I don't know, what?" She finally responded, suddenly wondering why he looked so excited.

"We're going to Egypt!" He exclaimed, raising his hands as if to give more emphasis on the news. Temperance's brows knitted together. "What? Why are we going to Egypt? Did you even think to consider I may not be available?" She stared up at him with a serious face. "Geese, Bones…Don't get so excited." Booth said in a sarcastic tone. Temperance gave a confused look. "I'm not acting excited, Booth. I'm-" Booth cut her off. "I was being sarcastic…" Temperance now made an "O" with her lips as she mouthed the word silently. "Anyway…We're going on a case there. One of your Jeffersonian people went there on a research project and his body was found dead near the Pyramid that was recently discovered. The local authorities think he was killed by some grave robbers. His name was Dr. Alex…Ruthers, I believe." Booth nodded his head in agreement with himself.

"Right, he was a very good Paleontologist, he wrote a couple of books on Egypt. Quite fascinating. It's a shame to hear that he's gone." Temperance frowned and let out a sigh. "It's quite logical that he may have been killed by a couple of grave robbers, but I don't think we should be making conjectures until we know all of the facts. However, on the bright side I find I am looking forward to seeing Egypt again." She smiled a bit and nodded. "Again…?" Booth questioned, raising a brow.

"Of course, Booth. I've been all over the world…" She replied as she stood up from her chair. "Right, right. Of course…" He chuckled quietly and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Wanna grab some lunch? I'll explain further about the case." Temperance smiled and gave him a nod. "Sounds great. I'll get my things." Once she had her purse and jacket, they we're both out of the door.

The first day arriving in Egypt, the partners had no time to get settled. They we're ushered to look at the body and then taken to the crime scene. Temperance had been furious that the body was moved, but the local authorities said it had been necessary since they weren't able to arrive right away. They had assured her nothing else had been touched though. As they arrived at the crime scene, Booth gazed up at the large pyramid, amazed. "Bones, look at the size of this thing!" He exclaimed as he killed the engine of the jeep. Temperance nodded. "I know, fascinating, isn't it? Did you know that most pyramids and tombs we're built with many rooms, like a maze to keep grave robbers from stealing the King's treasures?" She stepped out of the vehicle and stood beside Booth. She brought her hand to her forehead to block the sun as she glanced at the top of the ancient building.

"No I didn't know that." Booth replied, walking toward it and running his hand over it. "I heard they put curses on it…" He grinned, waiting to hear her correct him. "While I'm sure the Egyptians believed in those things, curses do not exist." She replied factually. Booth chuckled and walked near the entry. The door was half pried open. He glanced inside, noting that it was pitch black. As he turned around, he watched as Temperance was knelt down where the body had been found. "Bones I-" Booth was cut off. He felt pain and then it was dark. Temperance waited for him to finish but upon hearing nothing, she glanced up. "Booth?" Her eyes searched the area frantically. "Booth? Where are you?" She stood up now and began walking towards the pyramid. Her heart started to pound as she saw no sign of him. Suddenly everything went black.

Booth groaned brought a hand to the back of his head. 'Wh-what happened? Where am I? …BONES!' Booth shot up and his eyes opened only to see pitch black nothingness. His head pounded, in fact his whole body ached. "Bones…?" He said in a low voice, trying hard to let his eyes adjust. Not far from him he heard a small noise. "Bones, is that you?" And then there was a soft noise that Booth wasn't sure if it was a whine or a groan or perhaps a mixture of the two. He knew it was Bones. Booth winced in pain as he tried to crawl slowly toward the sound. His hands slowly and carefully touched the ground until he felt…a leg? "Bones?" He whispered once more, as he let his hands roam up, until he felt the rise and fall of her stomach as his hand rested softly against it.

He sat up and gently sat her up and let her body lean against his chest. "…B-Booth?" Her voice was hoarse as she spoke. "Shh. It's okay. I've got you." he replied softly. She let her head fall back against his chest and heaved a sigh. "I think I was hit over the head. One minute I was looking for you and the next, I'm here." She finally opened her eyes to see nothing but black. "Where are we, Booth?" She tried to sit up, but Booth kept his arms around her waist. "I think…I think we're inside of the Pyramid." He replied, glancing up. "There! Look. We came from up there." He pointed to a small area in the corner where bits of light was seeping through. "It's like a ramp, or a trap door." Brennan said as she eyed the small opening above. "Maybe we could try and climb up it?" Booth suggested in a questioning tone.

"We could try, but I think it would just be in vain." Temperance replied. "It looks too steep. I have a feeling our killer or killers put us here." She added, bringing one hand up to rub the back of her head softly. She began to let her mind compartmentalize, and they we're both silent for the longest time. Finally Brennan spoke. "I had a canteen of water around my shoulder, if they didn't take it off, it's around here somewhere." She said quietly as she forced herself from Booth's grasp and felt around.

"There, found it." She mumbled as her hands grasped the full container of water. "We need water more than we do, food. A person can only survive 3 days without water, but 3 weeks or longer without food depending on health and body weight." She held the canteen close to her body as if she might lose it. "We have to be very frugal with this canteen of water, Booth." She said in a serious tone. "How long do you think it'll last us?" He questioned, staring out into nothing but the dark. "Perhaps a day and a half, maybe two, if we only take little sips. The human body is only made up of 65 percent of water. It flows through our blood, carrying oxygen and nutrients to cells and flushing wastes out of our bodies. It cushions our joints and soft tissues. Without water as a routine part of our intake, we cannot digest or absorb food. Some people have gone 8 to 10 days without water, but that's rare." Temperance fell silent now as her head dropped forward as she tried to make out her hands which rested around the canteen. "So…Basically if we don't make it out of here soon, we die? Awesome." Booth stated sarcastically.

"Maybe there's a torch or something we can light to see and try and find our way out of here." Temperance suggested as she began to crawl toward the wall and place her hands on it to stand and feel her way around. "I just so happen to have a lighter in my pocket." Booth said sounding hopeful. "Why do you have a lighter, Booth? You don't smoke." Temperance slowly felt the walls, being very careful as she move. "You never know, Bones…" Booth replied as he stood. "Aha! Found something." Temperance had her hands wrapped around something that felt like a stick. Booth felt his way over to her, his hands reaching to find his way. "Booth…please remove your hands from my butt." Temperance turned her head slightly to give him a look, even though he couldn't see it. "Oh…Is that what that is? I'm sorry." That was a lie. They both knew it, as Booth chuckled quietly. "Just give me your lighter, Booth." Grumbled Temperance as she felt for his hand. Once she gripped the lighter, she let her thumb push and move down, causing the lighter to ignite. The small flame was bright in the cool darkness. She lit the stick on fire and the light grew. She was now able to see Booth's face, as well as parts of the tomb.