Hi everyone, this is a sequel to my previous Bones fanfic 'The Daughter in the Danger' it doesn't matter if you haven't already read that but there might be a few things you wont understand, so I would advise you read that one first. Hope you guys like this. Thanks Fozz for the idea.

Chapter 1 –

Tuesday 5th December

Dear Diary

I don't really know why I am keeping a diary at 15; seriously I have always considered diaries to be kinda babyish, but Sweets, sorry 'Dr' Sweets said I should keep one for a month to see if I liked it, when I asked him why I might like to keep one he just shrugged and said it was a good way to let out all my emotions without anyone knowing, I pointed out that people could read them on paper, not in my mind, but he said, 'do you want to bottle all those feelings up, or let them out to make room for things that might be more important to me. He is going to check that I keep one now that I have agreed, I have to bring it to our sessions, he says he won't read it; he just wants to see that I have been writing regularly.

I could see my dad fighting not to laugh when I came out and told him I had to keep a diary, he thinks Sweets is just a kid and does not have any qualifications, but he has proved to be quite a good psychologist.

Now I suppose you are wondering who I am and why a 15 year old girl has to see a psychologist. Well my name is April Booth, daughter of the forensic anthropologist and writer Dr Temperance Brennan, well Temperance Booth now, but everyone calls her Brennan. My dad is ex-sniper, now FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth, my mum and dad catch criminals, that's what I want to do when I am older I think. My mum finds out how they died and other little things about them that she can get from the bones while my dad pieces it all together, and catches the bad guys. They met when they began working together years ago. Everyone says they are a brilliant crime fighting duo.

And what about me, well I wasn't exactly part of the plan, I don't know exactly what happened but my mother ended up pregnant, they were already in love and secretly dating, but now of course they had to come clean, they were in love but they never got married, my mom considers marriage an insignificant ceremony, my mums kinda weird like that.

Well my full name is April Christine Booth; the middle name is after my grandmother who died years before I was born. I am quite tall, I have my father's eyes, and my mothers auburn hair, and it is very long. I have my mother's brains (much to my father's relief) but my fathers people skills (much to everyone's relief) as my mum has none of those. Until last year I had no scars and not many fears, not strong ones at least. That all changed when I was kidnapped.

No one was expecting it. Least of all me, I tried to run and hide but he found me, I managed to call my parents and leave a message asking for help but he still got me. I didn't know who he was; he made me call him Nemesis. From what I have gathered my parents locked up his brother and he died. He wanted to cause my parents pain, and he did that by taking me and torturing me, he hurt me everyday for the fun of it. He then taunted me parents, by calling them, asking for money in return for proof of life, then he shot me in the leg.

I didn't want to give up, my parents were fighters so so was I. for his proof of life he sent my family a live video link of me. I fought back, I sent them a message, and I can't remember what the message was though. He then beat me in front of my family, to hurt them. But they got my message and my dad understood it, he figured it out and came to rescue me. Nemesis confronted him as he was trying to get me out, he tried to shoot my dad, but me being me decided to jump in front of him and take the bullet myself..

I don't regret what I did, and I never will, but I don't remember, all of what happened, just what I have learned or read from the incident report that I sneaked a look in when my dad wasn't in his office. Apparently, after I took the bullet my dad snapped and killed Nemesis, he then got me out, I was taken to hospital, went into a coma for a week and when I woke up I didn't remember a thing. I still don't remember it all.

And now I am covered in scars, mostly on my back from where he beat me, but I have one on my stomach – where I took the bullet meant for my dad, and one on my leg. I walk with a limp now, and it hurts to do strenuous exercise but I am healing. My back often pains me as well, but I don't feel it so much any more.

It took me a while to recover, and in a way I don't think that I have completely recovered or I wouldn't still have to see 'Dr' Sweets, every week. I think that I am fine, but everyone just seems to be ever so careful around me, like I am a bomb waiting to explode. Or they are really over protective of me, like Seth.

I don't know how to describe Seth, I guess in a way he is my boyfriend, after I was kidnapped I began to like him in a way that I had never liked anyone else before, I noticed things that I had never noticed about him before, like what a gentleman he is. I later found out that he was in love with me, and eventually we began to sort of date, at first it wasn't anything different since we spent most of our time together anyway but, we are getting closer now. I like it.

Well I have written my feelings down, hope it is enough, I was meant to write it a few times, but I forgot – well actually I remembered sometimes but I wasn't the highest thing on my priorities – so I had to write a lot all at once.

Well got to go dinners nearly ready, dad said he was cooking – hope it's edible

Xx

April threw down her pen in relief looking at how much she had written, this was the first time she had really thought about her kidnapping, she couldn't believe how time had past. She was now 15 years old and it had been almost a year since she had been kidnapped, she still often woke up in the middle of the night screaming, her parents still came in to comfort her. Her memory of the incident had never fully returned, but at night in her dreams she would re-live it, and every time she woke up screaming. Her parents were so patient with her, they helped her recover, never pushing her, but always there for her if she needed them. She was grateful to them. She knew how much pain she must have caused them while she was missing and in hospital.

She knew that her mother blamed herself for her getting kidnapped, and it not being realised sooner, she had been looking at a body when she had gone out for a walk and had been so engrossed in the bones she hadn't even noticed that her daughter hadn't returned.

And her father blamed himself; he blamed himself for not being there to protect her, and for her getting shot, though she constantly pointed out that she had been the one to jump in front of the bullet, her decision not his.

She moved down the stairs, singing softly to herself. There was a takeout on the table, and she smiled, her dad had obviously burned the food again. Seeley Booth was pulling plates out of the cupboard when she entered, ''hey'' he called over his shoulder, ''hey'' she replied moving towards the cutlery drawer to help lay the table ''where's mum'' she asked as she pulled knives and forks out of the drawer. ''she just called, she is on her way home now'' her father replied, placing the plates on the table with the food. They heard the sound of a car drawing up and they looked up, ''speaking of the devil'' Booth grinned.

Temperance Booth entered the house, sniffing cautiously as she knew Booth was cooking, she smiled at the smell of Chinese food ''burn the food again Booth'' she called hanging up her coat, and moving into the kitchen. Booth was smiling sheepishly, April was leaning against the counter a smile on her face too. They sat down to eat.

While they ate Booth studied his daughter, he hadn't realised how one year could change a person, but it wouldn't unless you went through what April had been through. Before she had been smart with words, cheeky and confident. She had been very independent, but happy to spend time with them. But after the trauma of what she had been through, it was like an opposite of what she had been. She had been silent, terrified and shy, and terrified of being alone, it had taken a while for her to pick herself up again; she wasn't the same April as she had been before, but she was getting there. Slowly.

She reached across the table for some more food, as she did so her sleeves on her top were pulled back and the thick ropey scars that cris crossed across her arms and the rest of her body, were suddenly visible, as usual her felt rage build up inside him and he wished that he could have made Reynolds die more slowly and painfully. April pulled her arms back tugging her sleeves back over her wrists before ducking her head and continuing to eat.

She was shy about her scars at the moment. They made it hard to forget what she knew and move on. Those and the dreams. She never elaborated on the dreams, mostly she said they were the same thing, a face leering down on her while she was being beaten, all she could hear were screams, so she ended up screaming. They always ran into her to wake her up, she would wake very suddenly sobbing and cling to them in fear. The dreams were becoming less and less frequent though, they were all hoping that they would disappear for good, and she would be able to move on.

April had just finished when her phone bleeped, she looked at it and smirked letting her family know it was Seth. Booth liked Seth, and was pleased that he and April had become so close.

He watched her reply to the text, thinking, things had changed so fast for his family, he hoped they would slow down now.

But of course for his family trouble was just around the corner, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Hope you like it, would love to know what you think, I am open to any and all suggestions.

Thanks

Mysticgirl101