AN: This is part 2 of the first of mine episodes. It will still 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.

I would also like to say a huge thank you to my incredible beta Whatever55, who has decided to proofread my story and help me become a better writer. In this chapter she helped me out even more since she wrote the part of the chapter which holds Booth internal monologue, which I'm really grateful for.

I would also like to give a huge thank you, to those who have placed my story on alerted-list or as their favorite, and to those who have left reviews.

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

Last chapter

"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…"

The Killer in the Crosshairs (part 2)

Angela had been running the scenario of the shooting on her computer as well as a virtual un-squishing of the bullet, when her father had walked in. It had been quite a surprise since she had not seen him since Christmas when she and Hodgins had gone to Texas to visit him. He had told her that he was in D.C., on a small trip, and had come to see her since he had something important to tell her. What he had to tell her was definitely not something she had expected. He had found the name of her child. Angela told him, a bit surprised, that she and Hodgins had already been planning on what to name their baby; they had a name for a boy and one for a girl. When he heard that he told her that it would be a boy and that the name came to him in a song. The name he had found was Homer Alexander Montenegro Hodgins. Hodgins had walked in while he said it, and was quite surprised. He had really not expected that. However, Angela's father guaranteed them it was the name of their child. He told them he had things to do, but he would like to see them again before he left town. With that he was gone, and left a shocked Angela and Hodgins. They were pulled out from their thoughts when Angela's computer beeped to let them know that it was done. Hodgins asked her what it said, while Angela looked at it. She looked sad when she turned around, and she told him it was a match for the same bullet as when Broadsky shot the Gravedigger. Hodgins nodded and told her it was also the same metal. They agreed that it looked like it might be Broadsky. He was back.

Angela pulled out her phone to call Brennan. When she was done, she looked at Hodgins. "How do you think Booth will take this?"

"I don't know, Ange, but I can honestly say I'm pretty glad I'm not the one who has to tell him," Hodgins said the same moment that Cam walked in.

"Tell who what?"

"Tell Booth that it is the same bullet type, size, and material Broadsky used." Cam nodded at that in agreement.

Booth was pacing in his office. He had just returned from lunch with Brennan, and he was now waiting to be able to interrogate Guerrera. His thoughts were running rampant, from thoughts of the sniper to thoughts of Hannah and to thoughts of Brennan.

"How is it that Broadsky became a killer like this?… He was a close friend of mine… How could he turn into a killer?… If it happened to him could I become like that?… How do I not follow his path?… Broadsky was alone. No one could stop him from turning into a killer… He was alone… I'm alone… No one would be able to stop me from going down that path… No, I'm not like him… but how am I not like him? We're both alone… No, I have Hannah… well had… It is… was easy with her… Snipers… No, I won't go there with my thoughts with her around… But wait she's not around… She kept me focused… No bad thoughts here… Bones… God, Hannah kept my thoughts away from her too… What is going on with her?... No, Booth, don't go down that route again. It doesn't lead to anything good… She's been so different lately…She hardly ate lunch and the smell of my food made her sick… Hannah… No, stop thinking about her… She's gone… Focus on something else… Work… Work is safe… Work, let's see… Snipers… No, don't go there! Don't go there!….I am not him… I can't be…Bones is here… But why is she so weird with me?… No, don't go there… She's been odd for a while… When did it start?… Wait, why am I thinking about this?… Focus on work… Work doesn't hurt… Broadsky… Wait, is that what's wrong with me?… Am I just like him?... Will I end up like him?… Is that what made Rebecca and Hannah not want to commit?… And what did Hannah mean by 'I thought we'd have more time'? Was she always planning on saying no to my proposal? She knew I was looking for a long term relationship. Why'd she follow me to D.C.? She said there she wasn't the marrying kind, but she followed me anyway. Isn't that a clue that she might have changed her mind?… Does Bones think I can turn into Broadsky?... No, she knows me, better than anyone… But does that matter?… Did she see me being able to kill someone in cold blood, like Broadsky?... Is that why she turned me down? Because she could… No, she knows me…. Right?... Do I scare her?... I've told her of my sniper days and what I've done… Does she think I'm capable of killing innocent people?... Ok, maybe Taffet deserved it, but still she should know me better… I should know me better… I wouldn't do that. Right?... She doesn't see me that way, right? She brought the Tommy guns to me on Valentine's Day… Did seeing me with those guns scare her… That was it… She's been skittish around me since Valentine's Day… But what else happened?...Me with the guns shouldn't have scared her… What else happened?... Think, Booth… Ok… We wanted to avoid the Founding Father's because of the hearts and lovey-dovey crap themes… But where did we go?… That's it. My place. We had a few drinks at my place. I fell asleep and woke up with a killer hangover… But what happened in between?… When did she leave?… Did she think Broadsky striking again is my fault?… Maybe it is… If I had just taken the shot when I had the chance… Why didn't I take that shot… Cobb would still be alive if I did… Oh great, just what I need Sweets is heading here now… Why? What else does he possibly want to do to me now?"

Sweets walked into the office and told him he had heard about Broadsky being the killer. He said he understood how that could make Booth feel; so if he wanted to talk he should know that Sweets would be willing to listen. Booth just stared at the shrink. Right now, Sweets was probably the last person he wanted to see. Booth told the boy wonder that he needed to go interrogate Guerrera, and walked out of the office. All the while, Sweets tried to keep up with him, telling him all about how he understood that it could make Booth feel conflicted, and insecure about his own past and his own friends. Booth did not listen. Instead he walked through the door to the observation room. There, Caroline was already waiting for him. He looked at Guerrera through the window. The inmate was arrogant, no doubt about that. Booth asked Caroline if she was ready. She agreed.

Caroline and Booth interrogated Raul Guerrera about how Walter had worked for him but later turned on him. It did not take long before both of them were quite sure that Guerrera had already known that Walter was dead before this. When they tried to find out how he knew Guerrera just laughed them off. That was until he learned that Caroline would be willing to transfer him to another less secure prison. That made him talk. He told them that, if he had talked to somebody, it was because they had called him, and the caller was also the one who proposed Cobb as the target, and the caller was the one who asked for a fee, which they learned had been $565,000.00. They asked him what kind of number that was. He told them he had been interested in that as well, but the only thing he had been able to come up with was that it was the amount of taxes due on the counterfeit money Cobb had made for him. At the end of their conversation, he told them that if he were in their shoes he would be looking for someone with a government connection.

Caroline and Booth left the room for Booth's office. "Well, Cherie, it looks like your computer squint was right: it was Broadsky's M.O."

"Yeah, I know, Caroline. I just don't have any ideas on how to find him; after all, he disappeared completely after last time."

"Well, look for old connections, someone who might owe him something. If you were in trouble of any kind, who would you go to? Who would always help you, Cherie?"

"Are you talking about Bones?"

"I don't know, do I? Why would you assume that? Anyway, go find him for me, now, Cherie."

Caroline left Booth alone in his office. Booth took a deep breath and turned on his computer to see if he could find a person who might owe something to Broadsky or would be likely to help him."

Brennan and Booth were sitting in his office. He had called her and asked her if she wanted to help him look through Broadsky's personal contacts. She had agreed. So, at the moment, they were going over information Booth had collected so far. They had also called Angela and asked her to try and look up closed military information about Broadsky: like who had been in contact with him during missions and people he contacted. So far none of them had been able to come up with anything.

Brennan looked up at Booth. It was very clear that he was tense, but she had absolutely no idea on what to say to him at the moment. She knew that his past as a sniper was something that had wounded him deeply, but she had no idea on what she could do to help. Of course she could offer to give him a massage, but for some reason, she thought that he would very likely not be very accepting of that.

When she looked at him now she really wanted to tell him about the child of his she carried, just in that hope it would make him smile for a moment, and that it would bring the warm look she loved into his eyes instead of the dark, angry, almost destroyed look they held at the moment. He looked like he was a moment from exploding. She was sure the news, at least for a second, would bring him joy. After all she had always known he would like another child, so it would probably make him happy until he realized her betrayal, but his anger directed at her might actually be preferable to this. She did not know how to help him with this. At least he would let go with her. Yeah, she should just tell him. That would direct his thoughts away from the hurt Broadsky had caused him.

She took a deep breath and opened her mouth to just get it over with, but, in that moment, Booth's desk phone began to ring. It was Angela. She was sending a file that she thought was interesting over to them. It was something about a female Corporal Ashwaldt. When they looked over the file about the operation, they learned that Broadsky had saved Ashwaldt's life during a special force operation. She was not in service anymore and had a life in D.C. She fit the category of people Caroline had told Booth to look into. While Brennan continued to read the file, Booth told her about how he had saved the lives of twelve soldiers.

Brennan looked up and said, "I imagine all the killing and the surgical nature of the job, had an effect on him. That could be why…"

Booth did not let her finish that statement. Instead, he told her that he should have done better; he should have been stronger. That left both of them in silence. Brennan knew he was once again thinking about his own past history as a sniper, and she knew that she should not interrupt those thoughts.

At last, Booth cleared his throat and told her he should probably go talk to Ashwaldt. He thanked her for her help and asked her if he should drop her off at the Jeffersonian, but she told him she had her own car. Before they left, she promised him to call if she or one of the others found something else.

Booth had parked at the parking lot for the U.S. Marshals office. When he got out from the car, he saw Ashwaldt leaving work. He stopped her and asked her if he could ask her a few questions. When she agreed, he asked if she had been in contact with Broadsky, which made her nervous. But she told him he should probably make an appointment so she could have a superior present. However Booth told her that the help she had given Broadsky had resulted in three people's deaths already. That shocked her, and she started to close off and deny knowing what he talked about.

Ashwaldt started to walk toward her car, but Booth called her back and told her he knew Broadsky saved her life, that he understood. He told her Broadsky had been his friend, a sniper like himself.

Booth pulled out the picture of Broadsky's female victim, the woman who had been murdered in her tub. He showed Ashwaldt the picture and told her Broadsky had murdered her without any other reason other than that she was in his way. When he saw he was getting to her with this, he continued to talk about the victim, and when he told her that Broadsky would continue to kill, he asked her if she could live with that. This broke her and she told him how Broadsky had said that no one except Taffet would be hurt.

Booth asked her if she knew who the next one would be, but she didn't. The last she had heard about was Cobb. However, Booth learned that Broadsky was left alone with her computer at some point, so the next victim could be anybody since there was thousands of names on that. In the end, Ashwaldt asked him if he could give her some time before taking her in, to do the right thing. She started to cry softly. Booth made her promise to call if she found anything. In the end, he asked her if she knew where Broadsky was now. She didn't.

Booth had just gotten into his car again, when his phone rang. It was Brennan.

"Booth, Hodgins has found some small traces of particulates on the bullet. Some of them were some kind of mud and some from a special kind of earth. Booth, we know where he might have been before the murder. Should I meet you there?"

Booth and Brennan were walking around a deserted barn in Maryland. So far they had not found any traces of Broadsky. As they walked into the second part of the barn, it became very clear that Broadsky had indeed been there, and that it had not been very long ago. He had left a couple of weapons behind. That was not the only thing left behind.

There was a whole wall full of pictures of Cobb. It was pictures from different angles and all kinds of places: when he had diner out, when he was at work, when he was with different women, when he was in his car. Broadsky had observed him in all those situations, to study his behavior, to be able to take the best shot at him. Brennan was looking at the pictures when Booth called her over to a table. "Bones, look at this… he made new bullets here only hours ago. Bones…he's planning a new shot."

That was the end of part two. I decided to split it up into one more part.

You will get the end of this episode in the next chapter. And that is not the only thing you will get in the next chapter: There will be two people who learn Brennan's secret or parts of it.

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