AN: This is the first real chapter, and it will have lots of spoilers for the upcoming episode of Bones "Killer in the Crosshairs", so if you don't want to be spoiled turn around now.

Some of the dialogue in this chapter as well as some descriptions will be taken from the sides as well as from the promo. Really if you don't want spoilers turn around, however there will also be things included which is completely my own, since I really don't see HH and SN making Brennan pregnant with Booth's child at the moment.

This chapter will start off a few days after the prologue. Remember as I wrote in the prologue, this will not be a hating-Booth story or anger against Booth story, but also it won't be an anger at Brennan story. Brennan is hiding things from him because she doesn't want to lose him.

I would also like to say a huge thank youto my incredible beta Whatever55, who has decided to proofread my story and help me become a better writer.

My next thank you, is to all of them who have placed my story on their alert-list or their favorite list, I'm really glad you like my story, also thank you to those of you left reviews, they mean a lot to me.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones; if I did I would probably not be here writing fanfiction.

The Killer in the Crosshairs (part 1)

It was late afternoon in the industrial area of DC, a man stepped out of his car, closed the door to the front seat, and opened the one to the backseat. He took out a silver briefcase. After, he closed the door, locked the car, and started to walk towards a deserted warehouse. He stopped walking for a moment and looked around to see if there was anyone else in sight. When he saw that there was no one else in sight he continued and walked into the warehouse. Once he was inside, he looked around again. From the outside he seemed like he was feeling a mix between being annoyed and a bit worried. He seemed more annoyed after looking around again, which would make someone think that he was looking for someone, who has yet to show up. The man started to walk towards the stairs leading up to the catwalk where he would be able to look over the whole warehouse. At least he thought he will be able to do that. When he had finally gotten up on the catwalk and still could not see anybody, he pulled out his phone and was about to make a call when it began to ring. He was quick to answer it.

"Hey… Where are you? I already said you should not be late."

Somewhere in the same warehouse that the unknown man had just walked in, Jake Broadsky was lying with his fully assembled rifle. He looked through it and studied the man as he looked around the room and then walked up onto the catwalk. When Broadsky saw him standing on the catwalk and how he began to pull his phone out, Broadsky used his own phone, which was lying next to him, and called the man. All the while Jake studied him through the rifle.

"Hey… I'm sorry. It's a maze in here, so I could not find the right part. I'm coming in from the north side, right now. Can you see me?"

The man turned in the direction Jake had told him to, and looked carefully.

"No, I can't see you. Where the hell are…"

He did not get to say another word as Jake had pulled the trigger and a shot rang through the warehouse. The bullet passed through the center of the man's throat, which made the back of his neck explode and send a mess of blood and flesh fly through the air. The bullet imbedded itself in a huge metal pipe which had been right behind where the man had been standing a few minutes ago. The force the shot created had sent the unknown man flying back into the wall, which his briefcase had also smacked into with such a force that it opened and the cash which had been inside was now spread everywhere. Jake was looking at the mess he had created for a moment longer, but when he stood up and disassembled his rifle again, he knew that he had to get away and be careful not to leave any trace of his presence behind. After all, this was a game he had chosen to play, well knowing that he was up against a very interesting player, the best in fact; if anyone could ever catch him it would be one Seeley Booth, and being up against him was exactly what made this game so interesting.

Brennan was sitting in her office at the Jeffersonian. It was late evening and everybody else had already left. She was trying to catch up on some of her paperwork, however she was having a hard time concentrating, on anything else except the appointment she had had earlier that day with her doctor. After she had taken the home pregnancy test a few days ago, she had called her doctor and made an appointment for confirmation of what the test had said. Her doctor had confirmed that she was indeed pregnant and that she was 5 weeks along (three weeks after the intercourse had taken place). Her doctor had also taken her blood pressure as well as done a normal work up on her to see if everything was fine. It had been too early to do a normal ultrasound, so the doctor had given her a new appointment for that in three weeks. If she was lucky, she would also be able to hear the heartbeat for the first time during that consultation. The doctor had also done her blood work and given her a list of normal pregnancy vitamins she was supposed to take, her doses a little higher than normal on the iron tablets, because of her vegetarian diet. All in all, the doctor had told her she looked healthy and fine and should expect a pregnancy without any complications. It had all been good news, but still she was a bit uneasy. She was pretty sure it was just nerves and hormones in overdrive because she just really did not want anything to happen to the small fetus inside her belly. She rested her hand over on top off her abdomen; she could imagine the fetus being there at the moment.

While she sat there her cell began to ring, she picked it up without looking at the number. "Brennan."
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Booth had been sitting in his office going over the last part of the case file for his last case with Brennan when his phone had begun to ring. It turned out that a group of young high school students had stumbled over a man shot in the throat in a warehouse, with a briefcase full of money while they were having some late Friday night fun. The body had made them so afraid that they had just called it in and not even taken the money which many other young people would normally have done. The warehouse was located on federal land, so the FBI had been called. When the first agent had arrived, he had quickly realized that a shooting like that was not a normal one; therefore, he had now gotten Booth called in on the case. Booth was really not in the mood to get a new case on a Friday night, but he knew that he would have to take it; after all he still had a huge engagement ring, which was now at the bottom of the Reflection Pool, to pay off. He called Cam. If he had to work this case, he at least wanted the Jeffersonian's help. Cam had not been very happy getting the call, since it had been a date night for her, however she had agreed to meet him at the warehouse since Paul had gotten a call about a premature birth while she had been talking to Booth. When he had hung up on Cam, he called Brennan so he could ask her if she needed him to pick her up and where she needed to be picked up if that was the case. "Hey Bones, we have a new body. Do you want me to pick you up? Actually, where are you at the moment… Okay, I will be at the main entrance in ten… I will call when I'm there so you can come down… No, you should not wait down there for me… just don't, Bones… I'll call."

Cam was already going over the body together with a couple of FBI crime techs when Booth and Brennan arrived. Brennan quickly pulled on her Jeffersonian jumpsuit and joined Cam, however when she saw how much flesh there was on the body she looked at Booth a bit annoyed, and asked him why he brought her here when it clearly was one of Cam's bodies for now. Cam however pointed at the place on his throat, which was a mess of destroyed tissue and blood, and told Brennan that she would probably be a lot better at figuring out from the cervical vertebras which angle the bullet had entered from, so that as soon as they got back to the Jeffersonian and they had taken samples from the tissue of the throat she would have the neck bones cleaned for Brennan. The neck was too destroyed for Cam to get information like the angle of the shot. In the mean time she proposed that Brennan helped collecting samples since Hodgins was not there. Brennan gave Cam a displeased look but for once she did not say anything; she just walked over to a couple of the crime techs and asked them about samples as well as if they had found the bullet. She learned they had yet to find the bullet. She ordered them to look and started to look around for it herself.

Cam shook her head as Brennan walked away. Things had been a bit on the edge between the two of them since Valentine's Day when Brennan had made the comment about her age, which she had not only answered with a comment on Brennan's age, but also about Brennan being alone. Normally comments like these would not put any of them on the edge with each other for long, if they did at all, however this time it had. Cam was not exactly sure why it was different this time, however Brennan had been more tense and on edge around her. She had also been unusually closed off towards Cam ever since that day. Until that day things had been a bit more laid back with Brennan, however since that day she was very careful never to bring private things up or let her walls down with Cam close by.

Booth, had talked to a couple of the agents and gotten some facts about the car had been found outside and in that they had found a wallet with an ID in man was Walter Coolidge, and the name also fit with the license plate of the car. He had, however, seen the exchange and was a bit surprised by the looks that had passed between Cam and Brennan. As far as he knew they were not angry at each other, but at that moment, it was quite obvious that something was off between the two women. He walked over to Cam to figure out what was up.

"What's up with you and Bones, Camille?"

Cam looked up at him.

"Don't call me Camille. Nothing is wrong between me and Dr. Brennan, Seeley. I just told her what to do."

Booth looked at her. It was very clear that he did not believe her at all.

"Don't call me Seeley. What happened between you two? I haven't really thought anything about it until now, but things have seemed a bit off between you two the last couple of weeks, so what happened? What did Bones do now?"

Cam took a deep breath. It was very clear that she did not want to talk to Booth about it, but she also knew that now he knew something was up he would never let it go, and it was easier to get her to agree to spill her guts than Dr. Brennan.

"She said something and I answered with something stupid. Really it was nothing."

"Clearly it was not nothing if you guys have been off balance for a couple of weeks. What did she say and what did you say?"

"She made a comment on Valentine's Day about mates and my age, and I told her that I was not that much older than she was and I had somebody. I apologized and she said it was alright. Really it was nothing. Just let it go, Seeley."

Booth looked shocked about what the two of them had said to each other. He was pretty sure that Cam, without meaning to do it, had hurt Brennan's feelings a lot more than Cam would think she had. After all it was not so long ago that Brennan would not even have noticed such a comment, but she had changed and Booth knew that; even though he was sure that most people still did not know what had happened between them, just like he was pretty sure most of the squints did not know about his proposal to Hannah.

Booth did not get a lot of time to think about what he had just learned since Brennan called for him to come over. When he came over she showed him a small metal mass, squished very flat in an evidence bag, as well as a hole in one of the old pipes in the warehouse. That was where the bullet had landed after passing through and killing Walter. He asked Brennan if she had any idea where Walter had been standing before getting shot and she pointed the place out on the catwalk. Booth studied it with Brennan.

"Bones for that to happen the shooter would have to have been up there!" Booth pointed over in the darkness of a corner higher up than they were at the moment. Both of them walked over to see if they could find a way to get up there. They found a small ladder and used it to crawl up there. The place was a small very dark alcove. They moved to the edge to see how the view would be over the catwalk.

"It would not have been the easiest shot, would it, Booth?". He looked at her through the darkness.

"For you?... I guess it would not have been easy, but for me it would have been pretty easy."

"Booth, do you think there is any chance it is Broadsky again? After all the material looked like copper again. Of course I can't be sure it was the same barrel before Hodgins has analyzed the metal and Angela has un-squashed the bullet, but…" she paused as she noticed that Booth looked troubled about what she was saying. He did not have any desire to work on a new case about a new victim of Broadsky's.

"Bones, normally you tell me never to jump to conclusions. What happened to that?"

She gave him a small smile and told him she still thought you should never jump to conclusions; it had just been a thought she had for a moment based on the bullet and the shot. Brennan told him that she thought they should get back down and get some techs to take samples and look around the alcove, but she wanted to get back to the lab and get started looking at the bones. Booth nodded at her and both of them crawled down again.

Brennan had cleaned the bones after Cam had taken samples of the flesh for herself and samples of particulates for Hodgins since he had not been able to get to the lab late on a Friday night. She had stayed in the lab going over the bones while Cam had gone home. She worked for hours, even though she knew it was not healthy for her at the moment when she was pregnant. At last, she had rested for a few hours on her couch in her office and slept until she had woken up early due to morning sickness. Now, she was once again studying the bones. The bullet had passed through the C2 and C3 vertebrae with such force that the two bones had been splintered. In reality, the head had been pulled from the body, and the spinal cord had been cut right over. Mr. Nigel-Murray walked into the room where she was studying the two important bones under a microscope and was looking to see if she could find any particulates from the bullet she could give to Hodgins to analyze. She told him to come over to look at what she had found. There were marks from the bullet on the two splintered vertebrae, and in those marks she could see small traces of copper. When Mr. Nigel-Murray looked, he agreed with her. She asked him to take the bones to Hodgins so he could collect his particulates. He left her to find Hodgins and she walked up to Angela's office. When Angela first had shown up today, she had told her to try to make a simulation of the shooting on the computer as well as to try and un-squish the bullet.

When Brennan walked into the office she saw that Angela was not alone; that her father was there with her. She thought about staying and asking Angela if she had done what she had asked her to do, but instead she just nodded to Angela's father and told Angela that when she was done she should call her. Brennan knew she would have to eat soon, after getting sick in the morning; she would need to nutrition to keep up her energy level. She walked into her office to call Booth; maybe they could meet for an early lunch and go over what she had so far and what he had learned about the victim. Hopefully Angela would soon be done.

Booth had agreed to meet Brennan for lunch, so they were now sitting at the Royal Diner having lunch, while he was telling her what he had learned so far about the victim. The man was Walter Coolidge, better known as Cobb. He was a criminal known for counterfeiting. But he had not done anything really huge before he was hired by another criminal named Raul Guerrera. However, he later turned around and testified against Guerrera and helped to put him in jail. The case had been about how Guerrera had given orders to kill three undercover operatives. Booth told her that that type of thing seemed like a pretty good motive for murder, except that Guerrera was still behind bars. Him and Caroline had planned on bringing him into an interrogation anyway; perhaps they could learn about others who were interested in getting Cobb killed off, or if Guerrera might have hired someone on the outside to do the job. Brennan's phone began to ring so she took it out. Booth continued to eat while he was listing with half an ear to what she was saying. When she ended the call she looked worried and uncomfortable.

"What did the squints say, Bones, any news?"

Brennan took a deep breath before she answered him.

"Angela had un-squashed the bullet and ran the scenario on her computer of the shooting, and Hodgins had finished analyzing the metal… Booth, it was completely copper, and the form… Booth, Angela is pretty sure this is Broadsky…"

Okay, that was part one of my version of episode 15.

Thank you for reading, I hope you liked it. I would love to hear your thoughts about it.