Angela was on her plane, her head resting heavily on Hodgins' shoulder, nearly asleep when the phone in her back pocket vibrated mercilessly. Jumping up, startled, she pulled the phone out of her pocket. "Darling, you scared me." she said into the phone.
On the other end, Brennan, standing the pouring Boston rain, replied, distraught, "She needs something."
"What does she need, honey?" Angela said, slightly alarmed.
"Halley said that she wanted her, her uh," she paused, and Angela could hear Brennan asking Halley what she wanted. "She wants her Baby Boo Boy."
Angela chuckled softly, "Her Baby Blue Boy?" Brennan agreed, "It's in her diaper bag. It's the blue dog." Tempe gave her thanks and shut the phone. Angela smiled at Hodgins. "She needed Hal's Baby Blue." Hodgins smiled.
"Doesn't she always"
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Brennan stood in the pouring rain, Halley's hand gripped firmly in hers. She held out her free hand, jerking it around almost furiously. Booth had taught her that. A bright orange cab stopped and pulled over. She closed her umbrella, picked Halley up, and got in the car with just three words, "Boston Morgue, please." And the scruffy man was off.
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"Ok, Halley," Temperance began, "This is a morgue. Don't touch anything." Halley nodded graciously, without a clue as to what she was agreeing with. When the elevator doors opened, however, her face returned to normal as Aunt Tempe grabbed her hand and led her out.
"I need to speak with Dr. Garret Macy." Brennan informed the woman at the desk. She was asked to fill out a form, and, when it was complete, the woman, she was known as Emmy, led her to a room beyond the Crypt and Autopsy 4. It was an office with PRIVATE written boldly on the door, next to it, a plaque on the wall, "Garret Macy, MD, Chief Medical Examiner."
The man stood suddenly, attentive and startled. "Dr. Macy, this is Dr. Temperance Brennan. She's requested to see you." He nodded, welcoming her in. Holding his hand out to shake, he smiled.
"I was told to see you." Brennan began as she shook his hand, Halley holding on to her pant leg behind her. "Regarding Special Agent Seeley Booth." Macy's face dropped. "He was my--my husband."
"Seeley?" Macy gasped. "I haven't heard from him in a long time."
"He went missing five years ago." She said bluntly. "This, technically, is his daughter." Macy feigned a smile. "Halley."
"She's very pretty." Macy said, looking at her.
"Thank you." Halley said shyly. "Sir."
"Seeley, Dr. Macy," Tempe said, redirecting the conversation, "gave me a letter that told me to come see you. He told me that you would be able to help me find him." Macy nodded.
"I don't have much, but when he was here for the Migilvery case, he gave me a key to a locker. He told me to give it to...to Bones." He squinted, watching the expression on her face change, "I never understood it, but, do you?" She nodded. "Well, here, that's yours, then."
"Thanks." Brennan said. "Thank you very much"
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Temperance struggled with the old, worn locker at Bartleby's Storage in downtown Boston. She cursed silently, shoving the key back into the lock. "There." she sighed.
Inside was an array of things. But the thing that caught her attention was a small black box, resting on a shelf by itself. It had no label, no insignia, but she knew that Booth wanted her to take it.
Gathering up the objects in the locker, she put them all in her small Medico gym bag, picked up Halley's bag, and grabbed the black box. "Halley, grab my hand."
"Will you pick me up, Tempe?" Halley asked. Brennan agreed. Curiously, the four year-old girl looked up at her. "Tempe, is Papa Booth coming home yet?"
"I don't know, Hal, I don't know." she sighed.
"Mommy says he's not coming home, but I think he will. She says that love can do anything. She said you love Papa Booth. Does that mean you can make him come home?"
"I hope so, baby"
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Opening the black box, she pulled out a small flash drive. Putting it in the back of her computer, she took a deep breath. She pressed the open button on the popup window, and a media player opened.
Pressing play, she watched the screen intently. It was Booth, smiling. "Hey, Bones. I love you. But there's some things that I have to tell you."
A/N: REVIEW!! Sorry it's so late. But I'm 'cited coz tomorrow's my birthday! 26th, baby!! lol, I'm off. Love ya,
Zooey