A/N: This is my first Bones fanfic, and I'm kind of new to this fandom, so I'm sorry if anything gets too OOC. Anyway, as you may have guessed, I own nothing except for Zoe and the guy mentioned at the beginning of chapter two. Sorry about this first chapter being a little short, but don't worry, there will be about nine or ten more chapters, most of which will probably be longer than this. Reviews are appreciated and if you have any constructive criticism, please share. Enjoy!
It was the middle of the night when Hodgins woke up to find himself alone in his bed. At first he didn't think too much of it; after all, there was no reason to initially think anything was wrong. However, when Angela didn't return after several minutes, he began to worry. He frantically searched through the house only to find his worst fear: Michael Vincent's crib was empty. There was a small note scrawled on a scrap of torn notebook paper left on the kitchen table.
Hodgins –
I'm sorry it had to be like this. It's just too dangerous for us here right now. I wish I could tell you where we're going, but I can't take that risk. Hopefully, we'll be back with you again soon. We'll miss you.
Love,
Angela
How could this have happened? he thought to himself. Still, when he considered it, he was almost surprised that he didn't see this coming. Pelant made her feel threatened; he triggered her "fight or flight" mechanism, and Ange was a lover, not a fighter. After he broke into their home, it was really only a matter of time until it would all come down to this.