A/N: Wow. I am speechless. I am so glad so many of you are enjoying my story. I am overwhelmed by the response and thanks to all of you, my muse is in overdrive. This next chapter you may find Booth a little OOC but I felt it was necessary. From the way Booth has been since "the kiss" it just seems to me that if Brennan was in mortal danger, like I have her in, Booth wouldn't be so calm and cool like he usually is. As for spelling, grammar and canon mistakes, they are all mine.
Disclaimer: Same as in the first chapter and I still own nothing. And I highly doubt my dogs will get you much!
Chapter 2
Booth just reacted. He saw the blood pooling quickly where Brennan sat against the stove.
"Where are you shot, Bones?" He asked rushing over to her.
"At least two places. My side and my shoulder." Brennan said with a pain laced sob.
"I need to see. I need to check." Booth told her gently, as tears ran down her face. He had grabbed two of Felicia's towels to try and stop the bleeding.
Slowly, he moved his hands over her body, carefully moving her shirt aside. He found the two wounds she described. One bullet, the one in her shoulder had gone right through. The other bullet was still lodged in her back.
"Booth, where are your guns?" Felicia asked as FBI mode took over.
"I told you, in the truck. I didn't think I would need them." He answered testily, still checking Brennan.
"Well, that won't help us." She answered walking out of the room.
"Is Dr. Brennan going to be ok?" Jackson asked.
"I'll be fine." Brennan answered with a groan.
"She's tough, Jackson. She has been through way worse." Booth answered softly.
"What can I do, Seel?" Jeremy asked, concerned.
"Nothing yet. I've got to try and stop some of this bleeding." Booth answered. "How are we doing here, Bones?"
"I don't know. It hurts." Brennan whimpered, as Booth helped her to lay down on the floor.
"I don't think you got hit anywhere terribly important." Booth told her, trying to distract her some.
Brennan just answered with a whimper.
"You did good, Bones. You protected those kids. That was very selfless." Booth told her quietly.
"It would be nice to a have a dinner where we don't get shot at." Bones told him with a grimace.
"That only happens half the time. I can promise you only being shot at fifty percent of the time. We are so popular with the criminal set." Booth said with a smile.
"I brought some more towels and a blanket." Felicia said coming back into the room. "And these."
Booth caught the gun that slid across the floor to him.
"Thanks." He said holstering it in the back of his pants.
"He ever going to stop?" Jeremy asked as the bullets pinged off the storm shutters.
"I hope he runs out of bullets." Booth answered.
"Why is he shooting at us?" Sammy asked from her position, staring at Brennan.
"I don't know, honey. I wish I knew why he was shooting at us." Felicia answered.
"Did we do something?" Jackson asked. "Dr. Brennan shouldn't have gotten shot."
"No sweetie, she shouldn't have but for some reason he chose us." Felicia explained, taking him in her arms.
"Jackson, I will be fine." Brennan answered, wincing. "Like Booth said worst things have happened to me."
"You going to be ok? I need to talk to Felicia." Booth asked, adding another towel to her wounds.
"Your not going anywhere, I'll be fine." She answered with a slight nod.
"Sammy, I need you and your dad to sit with Dr. Brennan. Keep pressure on these wounds, not too much though, just enough to keep the bleeding down." Booth asked, looking at both Jeremy and the frightened girl.
She simply nodded and took her position at Brennan's shoulder while Jeremy took position at her side. Jackson came over and folded the blanket into a pillow for her. He suddenly began to tell Brennan all about his favorite video game right now. Booth gave her a quick peck on her forehead as he went over to Felicia in the hall.
"That'll distract her for a while." Felicia said looking at her family and Bones.
"We need to get her out of here." Booth said urgently. "How long until the cavalry arrives?"
"Soon, I hope. They were bringing a med crew. How many shooters do you think we have?"
"At least one but I suspect more. The shooting has not stopped and the only way constant gunfire is going to keep at this rate is with more than one shooter."
"You think this has anything to do with those dead bodies in my garden?"
"Unless you've pissed off any other gun toting freaks lately, I'm beginning to think so."
"Booth, I haven't moved on the Green Mountain boys in months. They have been quiet since Swanson's death. I'm serious why would they retaliate like this now?"
"Are you even sure its them? Any other group you have been watching lately or moved on?"
"No Domestic terrorism has been quiet lately." Felicia said. "Maybe a little too quiet. You think this is their silence breaker?"
"Maybe. Coming after the head of domestic terrorism of the FBI is a sure way to make your presence known. Could Jeremy be the target?" Booth asked looking at the situation another way.
"Who knows? Hell, you and Brennan there could be the targets for all we know. You take on all sorts of baddies every day. We need to concentrate on getting Dr. Brennan out of here and worry about the details later."
"Hey, hear that?" Sammy asked suddenly.
"What?" Booth asked, coming back into the kitchen.
"Exactly. They stopped shooting." Jeremy pointed out.
"Maybe, they ran out of bullets." Jackson said.
"Not likely." Booth said. "Something has distracted them."
Suddenly, both Felicia and Booth's cell phones began to ring. Both walked in opposite directions to take the calls.
"Why would someone do this to us?" Sammy asked, as her eyes filled with tears again.
"Any number of reasons." Her father answered. "That is up to Felicia, Booth and the rest of the FBI to discover."
"Where's Julia?" Jackson asked suddenly.
"I don't know. I completely forgot about her." Jeremy answered looking around. "Stay with Dr. Brennan, kids. I'm going to go look around."
"Where is Booth and Felicia?" Bones asked looking around, taking hold of the towel Jeremy had been using to stem the flow of her blood.
"They are on the phone. They'll be back. I think we are safe for a minute." Sammy answered glancing at her step mom and Booth.
"What is covering the windows?"
"The storm shutters. Dad had them installed when he remodeled the house after he and Felicia got married. They are steel and they are supposed to keep debris from coming through the windows in a hurricane." Sammy answered.
"And they stop bullets." Jackson added.
"Yes, I see that." Bones said with a slight smile. "Why do you want to be an anthropologist?"
"Your books introduced me to it and after researching it, I found it very interesting. Different cultures are a fascinating look at our world."
"Very good. When I have recuperated, you will have to come to the Jeffersonian and spend the day with me. Watch me and my team work." Brennan told her with a small smile.
"I'd like that." Sammy said, smiling for the first time since everything began.
"Bones, now is not the time to convert the young into the ways of the squint." Booth said coming into the room. "Where's Jeremy?"
"He went looking for Julia." Jackson said solemnly, as Booth realized the woman has been missing since the senator had come into the house. Brennan could see his mind processing the information as only he could. She needed to distract him before the kids began to panic about the missing woman.
"Who was on the phone Booth?" Bones asked.
"Cullen. He's on his way along with Felicia's Deputy Director and SWAT. We are going to get out of this. How are you feeling Bones?" Booth asked kneeling down beside her.
"I'm fine." She answered.
Booth could tell she was lying. She was getting paler and her voice was sounding weak. She was putting on a brave face for them.
"Kids, go find Felicia. Stay low around the windows in case our shooter starts shooting again." Booth quietly commanded.
"Should we bring anything back?" Sammy asked, nodding slightly to Bones.
"Another blanket and more towels, please." Booth answered as the kids crawled away. "Bones, the cavalry will be here soon and we will get out of here."
"I am really tired, Booth. I've lost a lot of blood. I'm not sure how long I'm going to remain conscious."
"I know. Just try, ok. I need your help." Booth said quietly, taking her hand.
She held on tightly. She hadn't been this scared since being buried alive in the car. She was filled with a burning pain and it was worse than anything she had ever experienced. The only thing good thing was she was with Booth and he wouldn't leave her.
"I wish I could take the pain away." Booth told her. "Just hang on for me, just like you asked me too."
"You remember that?" She asked surprised.
"It was what carried me through my recovery." Booth said, smiling.
"Just don't leave me." She said as tears formed in her eyes.
"Not if I can help it." Booth said, kissing her forehead gently.
"They're here." Felicia said breezing back into the kitchen. "Where is Jeremy?"
"Looking for Julia. Where are the kids?" Booth asked.
"In the office. Its safer in there. No windows and in the middle of the house. I was going to see if we could move Dr. Brennan in there. She would be more comfortable." Felicia said quietly.
Booth nodded and began to stand up. "Bones, feel up to moving?"
"I don't think I can walk." She answered looking between Booth and Felicia.
"Don't worry about that." He said as he slipped one arm under her legs and the other gently under her back.
She hissed in pain as she was lifted from her spot on the floor. Felicia led Booth to the office where the kids were sitting, waiting. Booth gently laid her on the couch Felicia had set up. Brennan's face was white and Booth could tell their little trip had caused her a great deal of pain.
"I can't find Julia." Jeremy said coming into the office. "I wasn't sure I was going find you."
"Where did she go after you went to get the governors phone call?" Felicia asked.
"I'm not sure. I thought she was going to her room. She is not in the house."
"She may have gone for her walk outside. She does that every night." Sammy said speaking up.
"And we can't get a look outside. I hope she's safe." Jeremy said quietly.
"She's smart, Jer, she will be fine." Felicia answered, squeezing her husband's hand.
"Bones? Temperance?" Booth said kneeling by his partner suddenly. "You got to stay with me here. This is not the time for a nap."
"So tired." Brennan mumbled, her eyes closing.
"Now is not the time." Booth said, trying to keep the panic out of his voice. "I need your help to get us out of here."
"You don't need my help. You have Felicia. Just let me sleep." Bones whined.
"No. Stay with me here. I told you once before we are a team. With one of us missing we don't survive." Booth commanded. "You're gonna owe Felicia and Jeremy a new couch when this is done."
"Of course, I will replace it. Its my blood on it." Brennan answered logically.
"That's my girl. Parker and I are gonna take you out for ice cream this weekend. We can even go to that place that sells the soy ice cream you like." Booth told her.
Felicia watched quietly as her friend tried vainly to keep his partner awake. She knew it was serious and saw Dr. Brennan losing a lot of blood. They had to act soon. They had to get out of there. She had known Seeley Booth a long time and she had never seen him act the way he was now. Booth was the definition of cool under pressure and he was coming apart before her eyes. It was the reason the FBI frowned on partner relationships but it was also the reason Booth and Brennan had the highest solve rate of any team in the FBI. They said more in one glance than most people said with a lifetime of words.
The gunman had started shooting again as soon as they moved into the office. It was a constant barrage of bullets. She knew the snipers that had accompanied the army of FBI agents outside their home couldn't pinpoint where the shooting was coming from. They weren't exactly isolated from their neighbors, either, and the snipers wouldn't take a chance at hitting an innocent. They were truly screwed. They needed to take matters into their own hands and from the conversation she just had with her Deputy Director and the head of the SWAT team. Hers and Booth's experience with SWAT early on told her exactly they were the only ones to make any move. For the most part, those on the outside were completely in the dark.
"Seel, we need to get us out here." Felicia said quietly, kneeling by Booth. "You and I both know the snipers can't take a shot and SWAT won't come near with all of the shooting."
"I know but what are we gonna do? I'm a little short on ideas here." He whispered back to her.
"I don't know. All I do know for sure is we need to get your Bones out of here or she is going to die on my sofa."
"I know." Booth answered back miserably. "My mind is blank. All I can think about is getting her out of here."
"You need to compartmentalize, Booth." Brennan told him interrupting. "I need you to get me out of here. My injuries are bad."
"Bones, I can't…"
"Booth you can. You told me once to put my head in neutral and my heart in overdrive. I need your heart in neutral and your head in overdrive. If not we're not going to get out of here alive. I need you to, Booth."
"She's right, Seeley. We need something."
