~Here's Chapter 2! I might have Chapter 3 up tonight, but most likely it'll be up tomorrow or the next day.~

Brennan's eyes fluttered open as her mouth opened in a silent yawn. She moved to get up, but found she was pinned. Booth had one arm still around her waist, but he also had one leg over top of hers, effectively pinning her right up to his chest. A faint amount of heat colored her cheeks, and she leaned her head down to his ear to whisper his name, to no response. She tried again, louder this time. And again. And again. Finally, upon realizing it wasn't working, she raised her voice to the highest she could make it.

"BOOTH!" Her sleeping partner jerked, eyes flying open as he pulled her even closer. After a quick squeak of surprise, Brennan gave him a quick, irritated smile. "As much as I hated to wake you, I had to, due to the fact that I cannot move because you have me pinned," He looked confused, and to answer his unspoken question, she flung back the sheets, revealing their awkward position. His eyes widened and he slid over, turning red.

"Sorry, Bones. I can't really control what I do when I'm asleep, so you can't technically blame me."

"Are you sure? Because I recall that before I fell asleep you slipped your arm around my waist. The rest I would've been asleep for while it happened."

"Bones, I fell asleep like, ten seconds after I got under the covers." Brennan didn't respond to his last comment and slid out of bed, stretching as she stood up, giving Booth quite a view of her pyjama-clad body. She disappeared out into the tiny kitchen that was in the hotel room, snagging a box of cereal and pouring a bowl for herself while Booth busied himself with trying to remove the inappropriate images that had popped into his head as she'd stretched. Sliding out from under the sheets, he pulled on his pants and put on a clean shirt before joining her in the kitchen.

Parker's jaw dropped as he gazed at the gigantic mansion. Rose Red, in all it's run-down glory. Russ stood behind him, gazing at the building, worry shooting through him as he recalled the tale that a hysterical sister had told the police, who had in turn told it to him. Venturing into the mansion, losing the cat, then Tuesday going missing? He definitely didn't want his sister going in there. As she walked past the two of them he grabbed her arm, causing her to spin around.

"Tempe, I don't want you going in there," Russ stated, causing her to give him one of her looks. "I still remember what happened all those years ago. Don't tell me you've forgotten. Don't tell me you've forgotten about Tues-"

"Of course I haven't forgotten!" Brennan snapped, narrowing her eyes at him. Luckily, Parker had gone with a couple of the FBI techs to look around outside, so she could raise her voice and have her secret still be kept. "She was my own damn sister for God's sake! How the hell am I supposed to forget what happened to her? It's my own damn fault after all, for refusing to go with her!" Russ didn't even flinch at her words.

"I just don't want to lose you too," He said, letting go of her arm. She turned on her heel without a word, following Booth and Zack into Rose Red. Russ sighed and decided to go find Parker and the FBI techs.

Inside, Brennan found Booth examining a large photograph on the wall, while Zack was busy searching for anything that could've been used to kill the victim and hidden there. But much to everyone's surprise, it wasn't Brennan or Booth, nor Zack who found anything. They searched for at least three hours, all around the first floor, all three in each space of course, to no prevail. Startlingly, the one who found it was someone who wasn't even supposed to be searching for evidence.

"Dad? Bones? I think I found something!" Parker's voice shot through the air, loud and clear, and all three adults heads popped up. Heading out into the main hall, Parker rushed in, holding something up in one hand. Russ raced in behind him, albeit hesitantly. Brennan took the object from the boy, holding it up to look at it closer.

"It looks familiar... I'll have to use some of the equipment outside to look at it. Good job, Parker." She said, heading around them and back down the hall. Just as she reached the doors, about to step back outside, the large, heavy wooden doors slammed shut, making Brennan stumble back. "What the...?" She steadied herself, reaching for the door handles. Tugging, the doors refused to swing open. She tugged harder. And harder still. Sensing her difficulty, Booth went to help her, standing behind her and reaching around to grasp the handle before pulling.

"It won't open," He stated, blinking. Brennan, who was becoming increasingly furious, kept tugging angrily at the door until Booth grabbed her arms, pinning them to her sides and successfully restraining her. Russ and Parker looked at each other, then back at the other two. Booth tried calling the others outside. "It's Booth. Yeah, we can't get out. The doors are stuck. What do you mean, how? If I knew that I'd already have the doors open again and we'd be outside with you guys," He paused, listening to the response. The doors rattled loudly, and everyone jumped. Booth swore softly, putting away his phone. "They can't get them open either. The windows don't have any spot to be pulled open, so they are no use to us." Parker looked terrified.

"How do we get out?" Booth looked grim.

"We don't. At least not now. We'll most likely be stuck here tonight, Bud. Now. No one is go off alone. In pairs at all times." He ordered, looking at Brennan as he spoke. She yanked her arms out of his grasp, yanked at the door once more, then disappeared off into the formal living room area. Parker blinked and, remembering the whole 'pairs' thing, chased after her. Zack and Russ stared after them before turning back to Booth.

"Let's just go search the kitchens, see if they have f-" Miraculously, as they slowly spun around, the doors opened. Zack slowly tiptoed outside, eyes wide. Without another word, he ran to get Brennan's laptop and other equipment, as well as Booth's bag. He came back about seven minutes later, laden under the weight of three bags. The other two had returned, and Brennan made way to go outside again. The doors slammed shut, just missing Zack as they did so. Booth laughed quietly.

"I think the house likes you, Bones. It doesn't want you to leave!" Brennan scowled at him as she spun on her heel, snatching her laptop bag from Zack and heading back into the formal living room. "Wow. Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." Booth blinked. Russ didn't comment, just followed his sister.

Unbeknownst to them, a figure was watching them from the shadows. Gray eyes sparkled lively while one hand twirled a strand of blonde hair. For once, the figure was able to look normal. Look alive instead of dead. A small cat purred quietly at its stockinged feet. The figure was desperate to follow the young woman, to see her face completely again after 17 years, to just speak to her, but it knew it couldn't. Instead, it picked up the purring cat and disappeared up the stairs, melting into the shadows of Rose Red. Back in the formal living room, Brennan's eyes clouded over momentarily, and she absentmindedly twirled a strand of hair with one hand before coming back to her senses, pulling up the house plans on her laptop, although she knew they most likely wouldn't do much good, not after all these years.

~As I believe I mentioned, I was originally going to make this chapter about Brennan's dreams, so we could learn a little more about her sister, but I couldn't get ANY ideas for it. So, I just moved on to the next part. If I can, I'll add in the dream chapter if I get any ideas. And yes, I realize this chapter is fairly short, but I liked that ending part, so I decided to cut it off there. R&Ring would be great!~