Disclaimer: I do not own Bones or "Cry for You" by September.
Inspiration Quote: "You'll never see me again, so now who's gonna cry for you?"
- "Cry for You" by September
Entering the Jeffersonian, Seeley Booth walked in to see the worried faces of the squint squad. Panic seeped into his brain as he checked his card to enter the platform.
"Oh my god, Booth!" Angela threw her arms around his neck, tears staining his shirt rapidly. Pulling her back, he steadied her small frame. "What's going on, Angie?"
Angela's eyes went from sad and worried to angry.
"You mean you don't know?" Her voice incredulous and in disbelief. Shaking herself from him, she went to sit down in a nearby chair and breathed deeply.
Hodgins sat next to her, holding her face, "Breathe, baby, breathe."
"Brennan has been missing for three days, Booth. That's the problem." Cam said, her face etched with worry for the forensic anthropologist.
Booth felt his heart stop. "Brennan hasn't been answering my calls Booth! She hasn't been to work. How could you have not known?" Angie almost screamed. Hodgins held her in his arms.
"I-I didn't- Bones. Oh God." Booth's face paled . Swiftly, he pulled out his phone and speed dialed his best friend.
Holding the phone, he could see his hand trembling. "You have reached Temperance Brennan. I am not available right now, but leave a message after the dial." Her voice resonated across the quiet room.
" Ange, I'm sorry." Booth lamely said. His heart was pounding with fear and guilt. "I'll find her, I promise." His jaw was set, but his eyes shone with worry.
"Don't apologize to me." Angela said coldly. " Apologize to Brennan when you get her back to us." Fighting the urge to hit him, she hugged her husband fiercely.
Cam placed her small hand on Booth's shoulder, "Go Seeley. Before Angela does something she'll regret." She calmly commanded.
His eyes searched Cam's, only to find a sea of concern mixed with sobriety.
His walk echoed in the sanitary walls as he exited the lab. How could have he not noticed? Was he really that stupid? To not know his Bones was missing? The pain building inside him was hitting full force, his fists clenching tightly.
He got into his SUV, clutched the steering wheel and hit the window. He had let everyone down. But more importantly, he had let Bones down. If she got hurt, he could only imagine what he would do.
Driving directly to Bones' place, he parked quickly and got out of the truck. Immediately, he spotted her car. It glimmered in the light of the sun. Mocking him.
Rubbing the fact that his Bones was missing.
Had Hannah and work really distracted him that much? When she hadn't answered his call that he made a day ago, he assumed she was working, like always. They hadn't had a case for almost a week; his time was always occupied by Parker and Hannah. Bones was right.
Never assume.
When he reached her condo, he caught the spare key she had given him from his pocket. Carefully, he placed the key inside and twisted it.
Pushing back the door, her perfume invaded his senses. The mix of chamomile and lavender felt sweet and familiar. Scanning the place, he closed the door behind him and sagged on the floor.
Running his hands through his hair he felt the raw sensation on the back of his throat tighten and his eyes began to burn. Bones was missing and all he could do was cry. Weep for crying out loud!
His body went rigid. What if Ripkin got her? He had easily wiped out the Gravedigger, Bones is no exception. He knew this twisted game was between himself and his former sniper friend. The thought made him twist in pain.
Three days since she had disappeared. Since he had seen her beautiful face. Heard her logic driven voice.
His phone rang loudly.
His voice was weak. "Booth."
"Sweetie, I'm so sorry!" Angela cried. "I know you must be hurting too. Sorry to have gone off on you like that in the morning." She anxiously put in.
"It's alright, Ange. I know I deserved it." Morning? Had he been in her place for that long? Thinking of her.
Pausing for a moment, Angela scrutinized his demeanor. " Booth are you okay? You sound horrible." She worried.
"Angela, Bones is missing. I can't be any better than this." He waved at himself, then remembered she wasn't with him. Standing up, he straightened his jacket and began sifting through the files on the kitchen counter. Searching for anything that could help find Bones.
"Booth, you have to remember that we're all trying to hold ourselves up here." Thinking quickly, she said, "Not that you don't deserve what I told you before, but we're doing all we can. We reported her missing already and other than that, we have to wait it out." She stated sadly.
Throwing the files on the floor, Booth shut his eyes in frustration. "Look, Ange, I'll call you later. I'll try to not combust. One of us has to stay strong." He told her and closed the cell.
Problem was, he wasn't staying strong. He was falling. Fast.
Searching the complex, he sighed and sat on the nearby sofa. Holding the cell phone, he dialed the only other number that could bring him some kind of comfort.
"Hello?" She said. "Babe, Bones is missing." Booth spoke through his teeth, leaning on the couch.
The line was quiet. "What do you mean?" It came out troubled, doubtful.
"She's been gone for three days." He could barely conjure the words. "The weekend. I never even bothered to visit her. Then today, she wasn't at work." He still remembered the squints' faces. Angela, Hodgins, Wendell, and Cam.
The obvious irritation they showed at him, the resentment.
"Oh my goodness. Seeley!" Hannah exclaimed. "I-I can't believe this." She stayed quiet for awhile, composing herself. " I'm sorry, Seeley. We'll find her." She stated confidently.
He winced, recognizing his own words to Angela. "How can you be so sure? Hannah, she could be.." Struggling to say it, he stopped.
"Don't say that!" She snapped. "How could you say that, Seeley? Out of all of us, you should be the most optimistic." Gaining her breath, she said softly. "You're her best friend. I know you'll find her."
"I got to go. I'll stop by the lab later, to see how Angela is doing." Already imagining her grief, she grimaced. "She must be suffering really badly. I'll call you later."
The line went dead.
Looking up at the ceiling, he closed his eyes. "Bones, where are you?"
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