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I can't believe it. I still can't believe that all this time, all the time since our discovery of the Gormogon serial killer, that it'd been Zack. That he'd been the one, this whole time, who'd betrayed us. It simply defies my logic, anyway, for him to have been the one. I can't believe that I didn't see it sooner. Logically, for me to have seen that the reason would appeal to Zack, I'd have had to have seen the logic myself, but that logic does nothing for my grieved conscience. It's all way too clear now, of course, and looking back now, I realize that I probably should have seen it coming. Of all the people I'd suspected, I'd honestly suspected him the least. First on my list had been Hodgins, because, honestly, he fit the Gormogon persona to a T. Zack had been one of the very last on my list, before Booth and Dr. Brennan, herself, simply because he was young, and naïve and, well, I simply didn't consider him capable of that sort of betrayal, let alone serial killer-ness. He was the youngest, he was the 'baby' of the group, they all babied him and looked out for him, and just all around treated him well. I still see no real reason for him to betray us. He had a home here, and a family, of sorts. Even I, who hadn't been with them long, could see that they were a family, a family of colleagues and friends, who loved, and looked out for each other. Even Zach had cared for them, in his own way. He'd proved that when he risked his life to save Hodgins that day, when the skeleton had been stolen. He'd loved us, betrayed us, and it just doesn't feel right. It looks like it may not only be Booth and Brennan in need of therapy after this mess is done. Hell, I may need some myself. And I still just flat out can't believe it.