Disclaimer: I do not own Bones. Nor do I own the characters. I all like to think I do. But lets face it people we don't. So all we are forced to do it to sit and drool at the hotness.

(Authors Note: Ok basically this is my first Bones fic. I was really bored one day and I had a case idea in my mind that I wanted to put it down on paper. I figured the actual idea was pretty good so I thought I'd share it. Hope you like! and I will be posting the next chapter in a few days)

Friends In The Basement

Chapter 1: The Way It Is Written

Darkness; the way we're brought into the world & the way of which we are taken out.

Alone tied from chains & and on the wall she stood for 5 days now. All alone in the dark. She didn't know why she was there but she had a pretty good reason at least she thought, But how could he of all people do this to her?

"You're on your own now kiddo" he threw down a 45 pistol on the floor by her feet. "One bullet. Just in case you can free yourself, the door is locked so you are stuck in here but at least I am nice to give you a way for suicide to save you from the pain's of hunger and dehydration, for when it starts it will be unbearable so this gun will be your best friend " he walked over and kissed her forehead. "You brought this on yourself now's your chance love- repent."

Then he left leaving her alone. The hunger started and her stomach ached and churned. These pains birthed a wish of suicide but she was now to weak to reach the gun. Days and hours passed until her stomach felt like it was burning and the darkness swallowed her whole the pain the subsided..she was free...

Walking up the stairs of an old abandonned watch tower, Brennan could only think of the conversation she had, had previously that morning with a shaken construction worker. The tower in which they now walked was supposed to be demolished that day.

" So like I said I was making sure the building was empty, no teens that could get caught when the building fell when I came across this door". They stood out side the door. "It was the only one closed so I figured someone could be hidin' inside. So I opened it and saw this." he gave the rotted wood door a push revealing a decaying skeleton strung in the form of a crucifix to the wall.

"Female" Brennan mumbled as she snapped a few photo's of the sickening scene before her eyes. Her eyes then wondered to a gun on the floor. "Well that's weird , normally the murder weapon isn't left on the floor. She took a few pictures of it so that in the future when reviewing evidence they would know all the angeles of which the gun was found. She then picked it up with her gloved hands and gave them to booth who placed it in a bag to bring back to the Lab.

"Definitly a murder case. There is no way she could have done this to herself. We need to get the body back to lab." Temperance looked up into booth's eyes.

"You heard her, bag it up" Booth motioned for two guys to come bag the body and bring it back to the Jeffersonian.

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Angela sat at her Angelator bored out of her mind trying to think of a new enhancement she could add on to her prized machine. There was a knock on the door and Hodgins walked in.

"New body, Brennan's on her way" he said trying to start a conversation "Female body I hear too"

"Wow that's great" Angela looked up putting on a fake smile.

"Okay Angie," Hodgins walked over and leaned against the angelator. "I was wondering if you wanted to..do something with me..sometime?"

Angela gave a little smile. "Sure just call me" she winked and saw Temperance walking up the steps followed by booth and a body. She decided this would make a perfect exit so she walked out Following the line behind Brennan.

"Female looks about she has been dead for at least 2 months"

"We also found this by the body" Seeley laid the gun in the evidence bag down on one of the examination tables. "But come to think of it now, there was no blood spatter anywhere."

"Ok so we need someone to go look up missing persons in the area"

Booth replied "I'm on it"

Hours passed with no success. Zack had descovered that gun had not been used judging by the fact there was no gun powder residue anywhere on the gun or the body, that also had no bullet wounds.

"Well we have no Identity as of now but we figured she is about 15-17 years old." As Angela told Cam the results booth walked in.

"15-17? That makes it easier." He threw down 4 sheets of paper leaving one in his hand. "Stacey Warner. The only 16 year old/ teenager around that age that has been missing for two months last Wednesday."

"So I guess we set up a meeting with the parents?"

"Yea" booth sighed. He took the picture back from Angela and left the room heading towards Bones office.

"OK well Saroyan I am gonna call it a night" Angela yawned and took off her gloves and walked out of the building and towards her car. She drove home and kicked off her stilettos as she entered her house. There was a message waiting on her answering machine. She pressed the play button as she poured a glass of water.

"Hey Angela, its hodgins, I was wondering if you could ah give me a call when you get in. Bye"

A smile grew upon her face. Angela was getting tired but she decided a little fun with hodgins wouldn't hurt. She dialed the number for his house.

"Jack Hodgins Residence."

"You wanted to talk to me?" Angela asked a little flirtatiously.

"Yes I did" Hodgins replied as he wrapped a towel around his mid section as he just ran out of the shower to get the phone he had left on the sink. "I was wondering, do you wanna go on that date now?" He held his breath waiting for an answer.

"Now as in right now?" Angela teased.

" Well I guess I can give you 10 minutes or so before I pick you up" he laughed a little.

"Alright see ya in 10"

Before hodgins could protest or say he was joking, she hung up the phone. He had 10 minutes to get across town. This would be almost humanly impossible, but he was Jack Hodgins, what couldn't he do?

In exactly 10 minutes Angela heard that familiar rhythmic knock on her front door. She wasn't expecting him to actually be there in exactly 10 minutes, she had barely finished dressing. But thankfully she had found her short black dress and hooker boots just in time.

"How did you do that" she asked astonished as she put on her jacket and grabbed her mini clutch hand bag.

"O, Magicks."He said sarcastically, "come on we don't wanna be late for the reservations" he put out his arm for her to take. He walked her down to a beautiful white carriage. "I thought it was worth it tonight. I called a couple friends, this lead to that and here we stand with a carriage" he offered her a wide handsome grin.

"Oh jack its beautiful" Angela exclaimed as she saw the two beautiful chocolate horses that pulled the carriage.

"Bah its really nothing" He brushed his hand like he was erasing something in the air. They drove to one of the most expensive restaurants in the area. It was almost impossible to get into yet when ever hodgins was there, he was treated like a king.

He clutched the little blue silk box in his pocket. The waiter walked by.

"Can I get you anything?" he asked.

"What's your best wine. Tonight is a special occasion." Hodgins smiled and took Angie's hand.

"Well we have a 87 Chardonnay"

"Sounds perfect"

The waiter walked away.

"Hodgins, I was gonna wait till I had you all together..well mostly because I need some advice..Jake offered me a job in New York city"

Jake had been Angela's fiancé until they had to break up because of distance. There was no way they could have worked out a marriage in different states.

"Oh..." was all hodgins could say. His nails digging into the box in his hand "Um I have to go.." he couldn't think of a reason he just wanted out. He got up in such a hurry he didn't realise that he had dropped the box..

"Hodgins wait, Jack please" Angela begged, but he wasn't listening. He payed the man at the desk and left. From the corner of her eye Angela spied a little sapphire colored box. She bent down and picked it up. She then placed it in her purse and put on her coat and took out her cell dialing the number for a cab. Tears formed behind hers, but she dared not cry in public.

She sat in the back of the cab tears falling down her face. She sniffed the air wiping the tears but no matter what she did, more tears fell in their place. She then remembered the little box that hodgins had dropped. She opened her purse and held the box in her hand. She lifted up the lid revealing a little key- most likely to his house and as well underneath the key was a note that looked like it had been ripped from Brennan's novel. It was old and the edges a little frayed. She gentley opened the note and read, now starting to sob.

It read:

"Dear Angela,

Will you still love me in the morning...?

Dr. Jack Hodgins."

(Authors Notes: Well that was chapter one, I hope you liked and I am also hoping that I hooked a couple people.)