Hey hey! Here we are with update 3! Thank you for your lovely critiques thus far! One quick thing I want to point out: Christine's name is Christine Angela Brennan. Brennan changed her name after she left. She wanted to make sure Booth NEVER found Christine. You'll kind of see why later on! Just wanted to point that out! Ok, on we go!

DISCLAIMER: Don't own Bones, if I did, then that ending to Monday's night episode would have been totally different! D:


"Oh, promise me you'll be careful?" Brennan asked Christine for the tenth time that morning as she, Christine, and Micah arrived at the train terminal. Brennan had been very reluctant after the initial agreement to allow Christine to go through with the trip. Christine had seemed so excited, though, and Brennan couldn't begin to imagine the look on her daughter's face if she had told her she couldn't go on the trip.

"I promise, Mom. I have my phone and my laptop, so we'll be able to talk. You're still coming down for the 4th of July barbecue, right?" Christine asked pointedly, assuring that her mom wouldn't be able to back out.

"Yes, Chris, I promise I will be there," Brennan said smiling. On the outside she was smiling, but on the inside, her guts were filled with pain. She couldn't believe her daughter, her precious Christine, was going to the city she had hoped so desperately to keep her from. Brennan secretly prayed that Booth wouldn't DARE attempt to find Christine. If he did, there would be a price to pay. Brennan had kept Christine from him for a reason and even though Christine was older now and could handle the truth about what happened between Brennan and Booth, Brennan didn't want to tell Christine about it.

Christine and Micah were loading the rest of their bags onto a cart minus one bag with Christine's MacBook. The girls had planned to do a little more research into DC, specifically into the FBI and their employees. By going through the rest of the box, they had learned that Booth was the agent liaison for the Jeffersonian Institute so that was going to be their first stop once the duo arrived in DC. If that didn't work, then they were going to go straight to the FBI and go from there. Christine was nervous, but excited and couldn't wait to get onto the train to get started.

"Final boarding call for train 2141 to DC," the announcer called through the train station. Christine gasped. Her train had arrived. Brennan leaned in and held her fourteen year daughter tightly in her arms, not knowing what would happen in the month they would be apart. Christine held back her tears as she whispered, "I love you, Mom."

"I love you too, Chris," Brennan said as the tears started streaming down her face. Christine let go of her mom as she and Micah boarded the train. Christine looked out the window and waved goodbye to her mother until she disappeared from the terminal

As soon as the train ride got good and going, Christine opened up her laptop and opened up the bookmarked links she had saved. The Jeffersonian was a beautiful institution. The FBI worked really closely with them. Their website was linked as well. She clicked it. Her dad's face welcomed her to the site. He had recently been promoted to the head of International Affairs and even though she had never met him, she was incredibly proud of her dad.

"So you nervous?" Micah's voice interrupted her thoughts. Christine managed a nod. "What's he look like today?" Christine pointed at the picture on her laptop. "Wowza!" Micah exclaimed.

"Tell me about it! He is a cutie! EXACTLY the person my mom would have dated!" Christine exclaimed.

"Doesn't it make you wonder why she left him to begin with? If he looks like THAT?!" Micah posed the question. A look of thought washed over Christine's face.

"Yeah actually, it does…" Christine paused.

After the girls arrived in D.C. and dropped off their bags, they headed straight to the Jeffersonian Institute. Christine stood at the front entrance, frozen.

"You ready?" Micah asked.

"No," Christine replied.

Micah waited a few minutes, then said, "You ready?"

With a sigh, Christine said, "Let's do this."

After a quick talk with the front desk man, the girls were sent over to the Jeffersonian Institute. The desk guard had said that Booth was assigned to help with a high profile case that needed everyone, even department heads, to jump aboard. "Excuse me, is there an Agent Booth here today?" Christine asked the security guard at the front desk of the institute.

"He just left," a voice said from around the corner. A petite black lady with short black hair and four inch high heels appeared around the corner. She looked very professional and very nice. "But maybe I can help. I'm Dr. Camille Saroyan, the head of the Jeffersonian. And you are?" Cam added, then she got her first good look at the girl. She stared in disbelief as she remembered the last time she had seen this young girl.


"Auntie Cam, auntie Cam!" Young Christine said as she raced into the open arms of Cam. "Hi, Chris! What are you doing here?" Cam asked happily.

"Mommy said that she left something in her office and she had to have it today," Christine grumbled.

"Well, that's good because you got to see me!" Cam exclaimed.

"Yeah, but I'm very hungry," Christine said rubbing her stomach.

"Well, how about this weekend me and Miss Michelle take you to go get ice cream?" Cam asked as a bright look overcame the young girl's eyes.

"Oh please, oh please!" Christine said as Dr. Brennan yelled, "Come on, Christine!" Christine gave Cam one last hug and said "Bye!"

"Bye, Chris!" Cam responded as she watched the young girl skip away toward her mom.


"Pardon me for staring, but is your mom a Dr. Brennan?" Cam asked as she came out of her trance.

"Yes," Christine replied confusingly.

Cam let a little gasp escape from her mouth and said, "Wait here." Cam rushed off. Christine turned and looked at Micah, who shrugged. They both sat down in the chairs in the lobby right next to a sleeping obese man. His head leaned against Micah's shoulders. Micah shuddered. Christine held in her giggles.

"Ange!" Cam called out. Angela Montenegro, the forensic artist, popped out of her office.

"What's up?" she called out. Cam waved her arm and quickly raced to the lobby. Angela scurried to keep up with Cam.

"What's going on?" Angela said once Cam had reached the end of the hallway.

"Look!" Cam exclaimed. Angela looked around in the lobby.

"The fat guy in the corner?" Angela whispered.

"NO! The girl," she said pointedly. Angela looked at the girl. Like Cam, she recognized her immediately.


"Aunt Angela, where is Uncle Jack?" Christine asked as she played with Michael at Angela's house.

"I don't know, sweetheart, but if he doesn't get home soon, Aunt Angela's going to eat a little girl," Angela grumbled as Dr. Brennan laughed. Christine's face began to crumble as Brennan scooped her up.

"Sweetheart, she's not going to eat you, she'll always be there to protect you, just like me and your daddy," Brennan assured her as she looked at Angela.

"Absolutely, sweetheart," Angela added as Christine smiled at her.


"No way," Angela whispered.

"I know," Cam replied.

"And Brennan's not with her?" Angela asked, concerned about her former best friend.

"Nope, just the two teenage girls," Cam answered.

"Should we talk to her?" Angela questioned.

"Well, I don't know. She probably doesn't remember who we are. Keep them occupied, I'm going to go find You-Know-Who," Cam replied as she raced out of the lobby.

Angela smiled and started walking over to Christine and Micah. "Hey, sweetie, what's your name?" Angela said as she sat down next to Christine.

"Christine," she replied.

"Christine, that's such a pretty name," Angela said.

"And what am I? Chop liver?" Micah grunted. Unfortunately, the fat guy's head was still on her shoulders.

"This is my best friend, Micah," Christine said, trying not to laugh. Angela, however, started giggling and helped get his head off of Micah's shoulders.

"Thanks," Micah said. Angela smiled as she began to talk to Christine and Micah. As the three kept talking, Christine began to remember everything about Angela and her family, including a special someone in her life at one point. She smiled, hoping she would get the chance to see him before she went home.

Meanwhile, Cam had left the institute and went in search of Booth. Ever since Brennan and Christine took off, he usually took his lunch breaks at a bar in downtown D.C. Cam walked in and there he was, sitting at a bar, drowning away his sorrows in a bottle of beer.

"I need you to come with me," Cam said as she sat down.

"Why?" Booth said.

"I think Christine finally found you," Cam said with a smile.


Perfect place for a cliffhanger, right? ;)

Coming up next:

A reunion twelve years in the making...and a new face appears in the picture...

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