Brennan, Booth, and Sweets were sitting in the Royal diner drinking coffee and discussing their latest murder victim. "Okay so she was tied to metal posts and burned to death?", Booth asked. Brennan nodded and took a drink of her coffee. "This would be the third victim this month. All of them have something in common. In this case it's brown hair, brown eyes, and all of them are females. They also are all in their early twenties. The victims were all stripped of their clothing and sexualy assulted." Booth and Sweets frowned. "God that's horrible. So we have a sick and twisted serial killer on the loose.", said Booth. Brennan nodded taking another drink of their coffee. They all got up and left. On their way out they almost got knocked down by a girl running away. She looked back, still running, and shouted sorry over her shoulder. A man with a gun came running after her and shot her in the leg. The girl fell and hit her head on the cement. She cursed then the man pointed it at her again. Booth got out his gun and pointed it at the man. "Hey buddy, put the gun down!", he said. The man then pointed the gun at them and fired. The glass window behind them shattered sending pieces of glass everywhere. Booth shot the man's leg and he fell, dropping his gun. Booth ran to pick it up andwalked over to Brennan and Sweets. "You guys okay?", he asked. They both nodded. Booth went over to the girl on the sidewalk. "You alright ma'am?" The girl looked up at him and glared. "Do I look alright to you?" Booth looked over at Sweets. "Can you drive her to the hospital?" Sweets nodded and walked over to the girland helped her up and into his car.
On the way to the hospital he decided to try and start a conversation with her. "I'm Lance Sweets.", he said. The girl looked over at him and tried to smile but failed. "I'm Amanda.", she said through clenched teeth. "Well, don't you have a last name?", he asked. "I never tell anyone my last name anymore. I've been around to many perverts to do that. You only make that mistake once." Sweets hadn't been paying much attention to the road and almost ran into another car. The car made a sudden stop causing Amanda to hit her leg on the door. "God! That hurts like hell!", she yelled. "Sorry I really didn't mean to.", said Sweets. "Just.. Don't worry about it. I'll be okay.", she said. They made it to the hospital and they fixed her leg and head wound up in no time. "Where are you taking me?",asked Amanda. "To the Jeffersonian. Agent Booth and want to talk with you.", he said. She frowned. "I didn't do anything. That guy was psychotic. He said if I didn't have sex with him he was going to kill me." Sweets frowned. "No you aren't in trouble. They just want to ask you a few things.
They got to the Jeffersonian and made their way to Brennan's office. Booth looked closely at Amanda. "Do I know you from somewhere? You look very familiar.", he said. She looked at him. "Well, I'm just guessing but maybe we met when I got shot." Brennan looked at the girl. "I think he means he was wondering if he had ever seen you before today." Amanda looked over and smiled. "I know. I was being sarcastic.", she said, then turned back to Booth. "No, I don't think we have ever met before." He looked at her again then shrugged. Brennan looked at Amanda. "Now that you mention it Booth, she does look very familiar. Can you tell us about your past?", she asked. "Bones, you don't just ask someone that. Maybe she doesn't want us to know about her past.", Booth said. Amanda smiled. "No it's alright. I'm only telling you because you work for the FBI. Okay so let me start from where I was 10. I had two brothers. One was my fraternal twin the other was five years older than us. Our mother left when I was 10. Our father was a drunk and beat us all. Me and my older brother mostly. When ever I was hit or anything my big brother would stand up for me and get a beating himself. When I was 15 my brother still stuck around for me, but I was kidnapped by an old rich man. He was kind and everything and gave me good food but he would always rape me and dress me up in these skanky little maid outfits and make me clean his house. He died of a heart attack one day and I called the police but before they got there I packed my things and left. I made it to California and started working at Mcdonalds. All of the guys there started hitting on me and kept touching me and slapping my ass. I quit and moved back up here." Booth just stood there, wide eyed. "Booth, are you okay?", asked Brennan. He nodded his head. "What were your brother's names?", he asked Amanda. "My twin brother's name was Jared and the other one's name was Seeley. Why?" Booth just smiled. "Amanda, it's me. Seeley."