Shall I disclaim again? Well I will. All credit to Fox, Bones is not mine!

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"It's...Dr. Lance Sweets." Booth's words rang in silence, until Brennans scream broke the soft wall. "Bones!" Booth stood in shock as she pulled herself from him, and ran to the platform, the team pulling themselves together enough to manage a dull run. The beepers blared, and Cam swiped her card as Booth ran to catch up with Brennan.

"I'll check the dentals, and any broken bones and I will re check the skull markers, and I will..." She trailed off as tears over came her, Booth ran up and wrapped her in his strong arms. "It..it can't be Sweets!" She announced with such a fierce certainty Booth felt himself jump. Staring at her, pity in his eyes she shook her head. "This man broke his middle, left felanji recently. Sweets wasn't wearing a finger cast last we saw him." Booth shook his head, doubting it, he'd been on leave for 3 weeks after all. Brennan sensed all their doubt and crossed her arms. "We have to get people looking for Sweets! I'll have dentals in by 3, after that we will know for sure...Wait, Angela bring me the skull." Brennans order had a desperate sound, and Angela obliged, shuffling to her office in hopes that maybe it wasn't true.

"Bones, it's very likely that it's Sweets, Angela's usually dead on…" Brennan threw her hand up, silencing Booth in an instant. Though, Angela's drawings are usually dead on, Brennan's genius was always right, he knew that. Angela came back, somewhat running with the skull, holding it to her chest like the dear friend we thought it was. Brennan took it and sat at her desk, beginning what the entire team knew would involve long silence until she caught something. Hodgens pulled Angela, and Cam followed, motioning for Booth. They all stumbled into Angela's office, collapsing on her coaches.

"I'm an ungrateful little jerk." Hodgens announced, thinking of the gut wrenching way he'd treated Sweets. Angela shook her head, rubbing his arm, but he sighed, knowing it was true. "I've treated that kid like trash since he came. He helped me after Angela and I had our falling out, and after that when Zach went crazy...and all I ever did was make him feel horrible." They all sighed, everyone felt the words hanging in the air, 'We all treated him like dirt.' No one said it for a while.

"Not just you, Hodgens, Booth, Brennan, Angela, and I have always treated him horribly. His only reason for living is helping people, and here we are making him think he'd made friends, and next thing bam! We betray him, we leave him in the cold, with no one." She covered her eyes with her hands, as tears soaked her skin. Guilt hit her like a wrecking ball, and the air in the room was heavy. Heavy with words unspoken, crushing everyone, it's deathly silent hands, clawing into everyones skin. The relentless whisper whispering a scream through their minds, 'You hurt him.'

"All he ever did was help us, but we never said thank you! He tried to make us feel better, and yet we never really recognized his emotions….No ,we saw them but we just didn't care!" Angela's fists clenched as she spat the last words, trying to beat the guilt out of her mind as she leaned on Hodgens. Booth listened, and he felt a pang, something more painful than a bullet hit him. It hit everyone of his memories of Sweets and caused a tear to slip down his cheek, he scratched the drop before anyone saw it. Everyone was in a silent, dreadful agreement. That's when Brennan came in, and gave a squeak like sound.

"I found it! This is one of those moments one of you might say 'Eureka!'" She smiled brightly at the guilty group, unaware of the conversation that had been thrown around. "The dentals came in!" A shock hit the group, had they really been sitting here for and hour and a half? "It wasn't Sweets, but they were very similar. The facial reconstruction looked like Sweets by a chance, see the person on our platform just appeared to be Sweets." She paused, the emotion in the room stayed locked in place and disappointment hit her. "Did you all want it to be Sweets?" She asked, a rational question but he cause Angela to fall forward in body racking tears. Cam began coughing from silent tears, and Hodgens sat breathless at the accusation. Booth just stared into space, thinking of what they'd said.

"We didn't realise we'd hurt him until we thought he was dead?!" Booth finally announced to the group of people who all sounded as if they were all going to die. Brennan stood in confusion at the strange reaction to her findings, looking at her team. "Now, we have to find out where he is before he really IS dead." Booth announced, his words lit a spark. They could still say sorry. Angela stood up, plastering on the most perfect smile, even with her cheeks soaked. Cam pulled her ponytail tight, brushing tears gently from her eyes, nodding at Booth. Hodgens let himself breath once more, as he jabbed his finger upwards, giving a thumbs up that said more than words. Booth went out to make a bunch of calls, and launched an all out search for Dr. Sweets.

"Thank you, Dr. B. So much, thank you." Hodgens smiled, his cobalt eyes flashing with tears he had refused to spill. Brennan smiled, still considerably confused. Angela nodded, still wordless as she marched to her computer to begin tracking Sweets' credit cards, phone calls, and anything else she could. Hodgens nearly ran to his office, to analyze the salt and some unexplained particulates. Cam followed Brennan to the platform, and the team began to fell back into it's rhythm. One goal strung all their actions together, they had to save Sweets.

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So about none of that was factual, I'm sorry! Next time my research will be extensive. Please, please, PLEASE tell me if I could fix this in any way. More guilt trips to come, yay?