Disclaimer: I do not own Bones, it's characters or the movie P2 or it's characters so please do not sue.

A/N Whilst I work on the final chapter of another current fic called 'Best kept secret' which will be up soon for those who were reading. I only decided to post this as it was on my mind after watching this movie called P2. If anyone would like to know more please feel free to look it up for more info. I didn't think much of the film myself (sorry if anyone loved it) I decided to try and make my version better. I am only borrowing the plot and it may contain some references which may include minor spoilers so if that bothers you please do not read.

Chapter one.

December 24th Jeffersonian institute.

"Em excuse me Dr Brennan," came a voice she hardly recognized from the bottom of the platform. It happened to be Tom one of the night security guards with whom she had only set eyes on a few times previous. "I was just wandering what time you plan on leaving tonight so I know when to lock up."

"Could you give me another fifteen minutes," she answered him without looking up. The pile of Bones lying in front of her were far too important for her eyes to stray from. It didn't even matter that it was past six on christmas eve. The only thing that mattered was finding out what happened to the victim.

"Tom fidgeted when she didn't even glance at him. "Don't you have any nice place to be, you know at home with your family."

Brennan bit her bottom lip and was just about to bark at him to mind his own business when she was met with another familar sound. This time a distinct whistling, a set of heavy footsteps and then a loud clapping sound.

"Come on Bones, you know he's right. It is christmas eve after all, don't you ever think that sometimes enough is enough," Special agent Seeley Booth hollered before swiping his security card and joining her. From the way she completely blanked him told him she wasn't amused and he was well aware how useless it was to steer her away from her Bones, even if it did happen to be christmas eve.

Tom eyed the two suspiciously. He noticed how the agent was standing behind her leaning over her shoulder with his hand on the small of her back. He had seen and heard enough for him to know that these two were more then just work partners, even if they never had the guts to openly admit it.

"Booth if there is somewhere else you need to be like picking up Parker, then I will understand. It's okay I can drive myself home you know."

"C'mon Bones," he whined like a sulking child. "I just want to make sure that you get home alright. Is that so much to ask?"

Brennan rolled her eyes disapprovingly. Typical alpha male

"Those Bones aren't going anywhere, believe it or not but they'll still be here when you get back."

His sudden reluctance to help in this murder investigation enraged her slightly "You know that these remains belong to a fourteen year old child who has been missing for over a year. Don't you think that her family would want some kind of closure." Although saying that she wasn't sure whether it was for their piece of mind or for her own.

"Not on christmas eve Bones, not on christmas eve." His chocolate brown eyes met hers and she sighed. "Spare them that knowledge Bones, just this once."

Brennan bit her bottom lip as her eyes trailed down to Tom who was still standing there arms folded and with a perplexed look on his face. He was nodding his head as if agreeing with the agent.

"Great two onto one. Well it looks like i'm outnumbered then." She flung her arms up in a huff. "Fine!" She placed her hands firmly on her hips. "I'll just go get my things," and with that she stomped down the steps and sauntered off to her office.

"Wow she's a fiery one, better watch yourself," Tom chipped in.

"Yeah she is, but i'll let you in on a little secret, her bark is alot worse then her bite."

Tom laughed at that one. "So what are you plans for the holidays?"

"I'm taking my son Parker to Vermont. We have a family cabin up there. We'll cut down a large tree and decorate it. Then we'll drink eggnog and eat cookies." Booth smiled pleasantly at the thought that he was finally going to spend christmas with his son. "Yup just me and Parker this year."

No sooner had he said that his cellphone started ringing. "Booth." The female voice that began screeching on the other end certainly sounded unhappy. It was Rebecca and she was venting her anger out on her ex at the fact that he was late collecting Parker.

"Shi.. is that the time? I'm so sorry Rebecca I had to go and pick up a few things," he lied knowing that Rebecca would only complain if she really knew where he was. "Look i'm on my way now, yes in the next ten minutes." He shut his phone then swept his free hand through his hair as he contempated what he was going to do.

"Problems agent Booth." Tom was still there smiling, although it broadened into more of a smirk. Before he was able to answer he heard the clip clopping of heels across the polished floor.

"Okay Booth i'm ready," Brennan chirped as she finally made an appearance.

He hated doing this, but Rebecca would never understand, and never approve of him putting Brennan before his own child, especially knowing how hard he had to fight just for her to agree to him having Parker for christmas.

"Bones i'm really sorry but Rebecca called. I have to go get Parker. I got the times wrong and i'm late." He moved closer to her as her mouth curled downwards in obvious disappointment. I was actually looking forward to Booth giving me a ride home tonight. No! What am I saying why would I be so excited about that. Since when did it matter if he accompanies me home or not.

Does she actually look upset? Maybe it's because she's going to miss me. No definitely not that reason. Okay maybe it's because she is going to be spending christmas alone. Crap maybe I should have asked her to come along. He shook his head at all the scenarios raging through his mind. Before he could speak another word though she interrupted.

"It's fine Booth... really. My car is in the garage and..."

I just hate leaving her to go home to an empty apartment, and then having to spend christmas alone. She should be spending it with the people who care about her, someone like me. Wait when did I begin to have feelings for my partner..oh right like forever.

Tom still stood there mesmerized at how the two looked at each other. The glint in his eyes, the sparkle in her eyes. As he observed their body language it sickened him how every one around them had become aware of their feelings for one another, yet it seemed they were the only ones totally oblivious to it.

"Could you make sure Dr Brennan gets to her car safely?" Booth asked the security guard who was still glaring at them both whilst chewing on his nails.

"Yes..yes of course I will agent Booth."

"Well merry christmas Bones." Booth delivered his message before making a quick dash out of the lab. He had almost had the urge to plant a huge kiss on her lips but decided against it at the last minute. Don't get carried away now Seeley, good things come to those who wait he reminded himself.

"Merry chri..." Brennan began but then her words trailed off. What was the point, he was gone and she wouldn't be seeing him for the next three days. She turned her attention back to Tom who was staring at her.

"You know agent Booth was just being overprotective. I really don't require a chaperone. Make sure everything is secure and i'll see you on Monday."

Watching as she turned on her heels to leave he hurried after her his eyes blazing. "I'm sorry Dr Brennan but agent Booth entrusted me with your safety, and well he is a man of the law isn't he, so really I should be obeying him. You know one must obey the law and all," he replied diligently

Now too tired to argue she let him assist her to the parking lot.

"So where are you parked?" he then asked as he walked confidently by her side. This was the closest he had ever gotten to her, so close in fact he was able to inhale her perfume.

"Level 2," came the reply as they continued walking. It was eerily quiet so Brennan decided to engage in a little conversation. "So Tom don't you have any family that you can spend christmas with?"

He shook his head. "Not really. My mom left when I was little and my dad...well my dad is dead."

"I'm sorry," she apologised sympathetically as she pressed the button for the elevator.

He observed her as she leant heavily against the wall. Her normal vibrant features were gone and now she just seemed drained, exhausted even. His eyes carefully trailed down her slender body where they settled on the low cut top she happened to be wearing. Her jacket had shifted slightly leaving him with a much better view. God I can see what agent Booth really sees in her. She's gorgeous and much more friendly once you get to know her.

Brennan looked up only to catch him fixated on what she could only imagine was her clevage. A little apprehensve she pulled her jacket tight across her chest and he tore his eyes away blushing slightly.

"I'm sorry Dr Brennan I didn't mean to stare."

When the ping came she hurried out of the elevator. The way Tom had been ogling her unnerved her a little. The clicking of her heels echoed throughout the empty garage. "My car is just over there," she informed him. Recieving no response she spun around to find Tom wasn't there. "Where did he go?" she asked herself out loud. She shrugged her shoulders as she approached her silver sports car and clambered in. Turning the ignition she gasped when there was nothing, no shudder of the engine..nothing. "You have to be kidding me."

Brennan tiredly got out and scanned the empty garage. Knowing nothing about the internal workings of an engine she called out for Tom again, hoping he was still in close proximity. "Tom! Tom are you there?" but all she was met with was a creepy silence.

The few dimly lit lights that were on suddenly flickered and then went off completely, leaving her in total darkness. "Just great!" There were a few more appropriate cuss words she could of used but Temperance Brennan liked to stray from such unnecessaary word usage. Reaching for her cellphone she pressed a key so it would at least give her a little light as she planned to sought the security guard out. Where would he have gone? She walked slowly and carefully holding out the phone in front of her to light the way. Unfortunatley she made a wrong move and her heel ended up trapped in a small crack subsequently sending her stumbling to the hard ground, and her cellphone sliding across the asphalt.

A pain shot up her leg as she cursed, this time the situation warranted it. Gingerly pulling herself to a standing position she brushed herself down and therefore never caught sight of the dark figure behind her. There was no time to react as he clamped a dirty cloth over her mouth and nose.

With his free hand her assailant grabbed her arm twisting it painfully behind her back. He knew with all her martial arts training she wasn't going to give up without a fight.

Brennan tried aimlessly to wrench the cloth away from her. She let out muffled cries as she struggled as hard as she could.

"Ssh, Ssh," came the soft almost reassuring voice of her captor as he began to drag her out of the garage.

She kicked her legs viciously, her free arm also flailed wildly hitting out for any flesh she could touch.

"Stop stuggling you're only making it harder," he growled.

"Eventually though the chloroform that she suspected had been used assaulted her senses and she felt lightheaded, her surroundings began to spin and she knew her fight had been in vain. Only blackness met her as she heard the last words from her attacker as he gently stroked her hair.

"Sleep tight Dr Brennan."

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A/N Okay what do you think?