Here I am

Chapter 2

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Booth had now come to counting the weeks through his hour long rants into the dicaphone. Even though he wasn't there, he felt like he was bonding with his daughter in this form. If they ever came back then at least she would know his voice.

Angela kept telling him not to give up but sometimes his despondency ate at his soul. The only moments of joy that came were his hour talks, the couple of days each week her spent with parker and when Angela gave him her Aurora Newsletter complete with photos each week.

Sometimes he felt so alone and like such a screw up he wanted to quit his job cut off contact with the world and drink himself into oblivion.

Cullen would come in every couple of days with an update on the search for the 'threat' though he kept him in the dark as to whom or what it was. Apparently it was too risky to let him know.

This frustrated him more than he could ever put into words. His ex-partner and his children were in mortal peril yet; he was unable to know what was going on because it would be too risky. Crazy!

Nothing more to do than follow orders. He was a solider and that's what they do, right?

All he wanted to do was fix the mess he had created with Bones and live out his happily ever after with his family at his side. He had waited so long and didn't want to wait any longer.

He tapped on the door to the Deputy Director's office. Cullen lifted his head and motioned for he come in.

"Sir," he started.

"Sit down Booth. I have been expecting your patience to run out for weeks now," Cullen cut him off.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

"I am sorry but each lead we have had has run into a dead end." He shrugged apologetically.

"Let me work on it."

"No. It would compromise the integrity of the case."

"What if this was happening to your family? Would you be able to take a step back and watch the people on this case get absolutely nowhere?"

"Probably not, but I have the best working on it…"

"You don't. I am the best. We were the best, but you sent her away."

"She had the opportunity for you to go with her."

"No she didn't otherwise I would be with her."

Cullen shook his head. "You were both to go into hiding. She said she didn't want you to come with her."

"What? When was this? Did she say why?"

"Both times she had to leave; she was told you would be sent with her. She declined. Never gave a reason."

"I don't believe you. We are partners till the end. She would never just leave with out me."

"Sorry Booth but she did."

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Janice watched Lynda cry herself to sleep for the 8th night in a row. She stood at the door way, trying to not be discovered.

Janice had received another photo in the mail only this morning alerting her that she would have to act in the next couple of days. She almost backed out after watching this display each night, but in her heart of hearts she still blamed herself for the estrangement between her and Lana and felt obliged to go against her better judgment to fix it.

Maybe if she could help save Lana then they could mend their relationship. She missed her daughter and wanted her back in her life.

If taking this baby would mend the bridge between her and her daughter maybe the consequences wouldn't be so bad.

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As much as she tried to deny it, Lynda really did miss her old life and everyone in it. Maybe she should have stayed under lock and key back in DC; at least then she could see and hear the voices of her friends. Even though she had Janice, Rory and her dad here, she just couldn't shake the feeling that she had left something behind. Or someone.

The feeling had been growing stronger each passing day. She emailed Cullen daily for updates on the FBI's search for her 'threat', yet nothing positive had come from him in months.

They had been living here in a pretty brick house in the suburbs for almost 6 months now and she was getting antsy.

"I want to go home." She sobbed into her pillow, night after night. No matter how bright the days were or how pleasant the weather was, she missed the people that had made DC home.

She missed Booth.

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Lana walked thru the Brisbane International Airport gesturing to the man behind her lugging all her bags. "Come on Honey. We have a date to keep and a new baby to bring home."

He looked up trying to find a smile that would cover up his real thoughts. 'Not to bring home, but to smother, cut up into little pieces and mail back to the condescending sacks of slime that had sentenced me.'

"Coming." He adjusted the bags slung over his shoulders and continued on his way, imagining all the ways he could torture the FBI's golden partners.

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Tomorrow. Central Station Platform 3 pm. Don't be late.

Was the note on the back of the latest photo.

Janice shuddered. Now it was time to live up her promise to her daughter; but also the time to betray the young woman who had accepted her into her family and made her into Nanny.

"Lyndy?" she started as she walked into the kitchen. Lynda looked up expentantly from the baby food she was preparing. "Do you mind if I take Rory out for a couple of hours tomorrow?"

"No. It will give me a chance to catch up on the housework. What did you have in mind?"

"Just some shopping and maybe a trip to the park." She shrugged trying to look nonchalant.

Lyndy didn't notice anything odd and just smiled, "Thanks. I am sure she will love that."

Alibi set, Janice went to pack her things to go straight back home unable to bare the looks of betrayal she would receive.

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Lynda was out at the clothes line when Janice left the next morning. She left her note of apoligies beside her dresser, packed her ticket into her handbag, made sure she had enough formula, clothes and nappies before taking off toward the train station.

"I'm sorry," she whispered as the house grew smaller in the distance.

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I am pushing out these couple of chapters before I take a couple of weeks off to do some organizing and have time to read the new Harry Potter book. I should have chapter 3 out in bout 2 weeks. Thanks for sticking with me.