A/N I would like to say thankyou to all those who reviewed the first chapter as it really inspired to keep going with this fic. Also a big special thankyou to my 2 loyal reviewers 'Aching bones + mumsrulz.

I would also like to express my annoyance at FOX as they keep interrupting mine and most likely all the other loyal fans of Bones viewing with their constant sheduling changes. Bones rules!!! and they better not forget it.

Well here is chapter 2...enjoy.

Tuesday August 19th 5.45pm.

Booth was driving like a maniac at least breaking several speed limit in due process. Several other road users had blared their horns at him, but he didn't care, all he cared about was getting over to Rebecca's.

Her house was swarming with law enforcement when he arrived a mere twenty minutes later. Every police officer in the city seemed to be gathered here yet the only people he would have preferred to see here was his people. It wasn't that the local police force were incompetant, it was just obvious the FBI were much better trained and equipped to deal with this sort of situation, and he wasn't taking any chances when it came to his son.

"Hey you can't go in there," a butch looking officer growled as Booth tried to duck past.

"It's okay officer, he's Parker's father," Rebecca informed him as she stepped out onto the front porch.

The officer quickly apologised and let a frantic Booth through. His ex with her legs no longer unable to support her immediately flung herself in the agents arms as tears poured down her cheeks and began saturating his shirt.

Although he didn't like Rebecca as a person, she was after all the the mother of his child, and yes they had their differences when it came to parenting their son. Now though none of that was important; what was important was they had been united by this situation and he knew full well how important it was to remain strong. Time was of the essence though, he had seen the statistics of how quick he needed to act. In kidnapping cases the first twenty four hours were crucial, after that time the chances of a child being returned safely greatly diminshed, and he couldn't bear to think about that.

As he stood there rubbing circles on her back he knew he needed as much information he could get. Grabbing both arms he pushed her away so he could look her in the eye. "Rebecca I know you're upset but I need to know everything."

"I've already told the police everything," she explained still sniffling.

"Me Rebecca I need you to tell me." He was becoming more assertive so he could get answers. He needed to get her back inside the house away from the commotion happening outside. Sitting her down on the couch he offered her his hankerchief and then pressed on.

"Carla was supposed to collect Parker after school," she began.

What had happened to Laura? or was it Anna, or perhaps Sarah. It might be helpful if Rebecca didn't keep hiring new nannies. "And Carla is...?" he swiftly questioned.

Rebecca suddenly remembered she hadn't told Booth about the new nanny, even though as the main carer she didn't think it necessary to run everything by him. "Carla is Parker's new nanny. She came here from Cuba seven years ago and had worked with plenty of families. She also had an outstanding resume and excellent referances. I've had her living in with us for the past two weeks. Since splitting with Drew three months ago i've had to put in alot of extra hours at work."

"You should have told me Rebecca."

"Why so you can run hundreds of background checks on her." She was flaming that she had to justify her actions to him. "Not everyone is some big bad criminal you know."

She had a point but he was Parker's father so he felt he had every right to be part of any decisions she made concerning the welfare of his son. "I could have sought other arrangements."

"Yeah right Seeley like you would have been able to take Parker. What did you plan on doing with him when you're working all the hours gods sends."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"This is no time to argue Seeley, the fact is that Carla has been such a massive help and Parker has really taken to her. Anyway I called her around three this afternoon to check on things and I couldn't get her on her cell. I called again fifteen minutes later and still no answer, so I decided to call here at the house and when I still didn't get any joy that's when I decided to leave work. I arrived home and this place was empty. No Carla, no Parker not even a note to say they had gone out. I didn't know what to do Seeley especially when I heard the message."

A message? Great now she tells me. "A message when? who? have you told the police about this?"

She shook her head and lowered it as if ashamed. "I was scared about what it meant so....so I haven't told them."

Utter shock and disgust spread across his face. "Rebecca this is our son we're talking about, and now you're trying to tell me you were too scared to tell them."

"Please Seeley I need you to find Parker, you and those squints they can help can't they? I mean that Dr Brennan she's really smart isn't she?"

Of course Bones is smart. "Yes she's very smart, but she's an anthropologist, she helps identify remains, not investigate child kidnappings, besides i'm not involving her on this."

Rebecca raised her eyebrows in complete surprise. "But I thought you and her....you know do everything together, and really we need all the help we can get."

"We will get all the help just not from her. This is just something I need to do on my own. Now come on I need to listen to that message."

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Tuesday August 19th 6.15pm

Why is Booth shutting me out like this? It just isn't rational right now. We can help, whatever is going on all of us can help. Brennan had been totally bemused at how her parter had left her outside the diner. She could totally understand his state of mind at recieving some obvious shocking news, but this wasn't the time to leave her in the dark. He needed her just as much as she needed him, and now it would seem more then ever.

Now alone in her apartment she sat staring at her cell as if willing it to ring. She has already tried calling Booth's cell over ten times already and each time she had been directed to his voicemail. On the tenth time frustration had got the better of her and she had slammed the phone down on the coffee table. Damn you Booth, she had cursed rather loudly.

Another half an hour passed and still no contact. I have never felt so helpless in all my life. I'm sure this has something to do with Parker. Why else would Rebecca be calling him and why did he hurry off like that without telling me what was going on. Parker is the most important person in his life, if something has happened then he must be going through hell, not to mention Rebecca. As i'm not a mother myself I can never experience first hand the pain and heartache of what it would be like to be in this situation. But what about Parker what must he be going through? He's just seven years old, just a baby really. I know Booth wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone if they dare lay a finger on his only son. Brennan couldn't stand this any longer she stood up and threw on her jacket. I don't care what Booth says I can't just sit here any longer. Whether he likes it or not i'm going to be there for him every step of the way.

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Tuesday August 19th 6.45pm

Carla had been waiting patiently for her trusty hired henchmen to arrive with her prize. It had taken some careful planning but in the end it had been easier then she imagined. She watched vigilantly and at long last she saw the black car pull up the gravelled path. She threw back the net that was hung at the window and skipped gleefully to the front door.

"Diego, Ronaldo you're right on shedule," she gleamed as she glanced down at the sleeping boy in Diego's arms and kissed his cheek. "I hope you were careful with him. I do not want him harmed..understand." She raised her tone of voice considerably to make a point. "If everything goes to plan then he will be returned to his parents safe and sound."

It wasn't that Ronaldo wanted to put a damper on things but he felt he needed to ask the inevitable. "What happens if it doesn't?"

Carla led them through to one of the bedrooms where she instructed Diego to lay Parker down. "If it doesn't then I may be forced to use unnecessary force, and none of us would want that would we?"

Both men looked at each other and nodded.

"Good," Carla declared. "Now come and help me prepare dinner. The boy will surely be hungry when he awakens."

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A/N 2 Please feel free to review. I wasn't about Brennan to let Booth get away with ditching her so she will be along for the ride. Anyway i'm going to be rather busy the next few days but I'll do my best to update within the next week.