Title:Prayer of Innocence
Pairing:Brennan/Booth
Rating:M
Disclaimer:I own nothing. Brennan and Booth are owned by FOX. Sadly Booth is not mine.
Chapter Nine
Warning for language and mature situations
Brennan sat in her car looking at the house which resided at the address which Hodgins had given to her. Well it was more an estate than a house. Large black gates fronted the property providing not only security but also privacy. She had been waiting there for the past 30 minutes, waiting for Sully to arrive. She had called Hodgins after 15 minutes to confirm that he had passed the message onto Sully. Reaching for her mobile bright lights startled her and she saw a large black car pull up to the gates. This was the first piece of life that she had seen and was intrigued. Before she realised what she was doing Brennan was out of her car and slowly walking towards to front of the house. As the gates opened she waited for the car to move up the drive and she ducked into the compound quickly before the gates shut completely. Slowly, metre by metre she inched her way up the drive keeping away from direct light and vigilantly looking for anything that would give her position away.
She made her way up to the front of the house moving towards the windows. Maybe she would be able to see something that would help the FBI get a warrant. Where was Sully? He would be a lot more helpful here with her. Brennan slowly lifted her head and gazed into the room. There were a number of men sitting around talking. Brennan quickly ducked away. She had made our four different profiles in the room. One of them she knew she had seen before. Debating whether to risk looking again she turned back to face the window and…….blackness.
Brennan awoke, pain shooting through her head. What had happened? The last thing she remembered she had been outside the house about to look into the window in front of her when darkness took over. From the pain throbbing through the back of her head she had to assume that she had been attacked from behind and hit over the head with either the butt of a gun or a large piece of wood. The fact that she was investigating a murder she had to believe that the gun was the more than likely option. She slowly opened her eyes trying to ignore the pain she felt. She had to try and work out where she was and if there was any way for her to escape. Thankfully whoever had attacked her had left her mobile and she could move and feel her way around the room. Why had she not brought her phone with her? Brennan had been too eager to get inside the property to even let anyone know what she was doing. She knew that Sully would see her car outside the property and hopefully he would realise where she had gone.
Brennan found the door and tried the handle. Locked. Well she really didn't expect anything less but she had to try. There didn't seem to be any other access to the room and asides from the small cot at the back of the room there was no furniture or loose items available to her. She could do nothing but wait until someone came to get her. Brennan sat down on the bed. What had she gotten herself into? This was all Booth's fault. If he had been here she would not be in this mess. There is no way he would not have met her at the compound and therefore she would not have been sneaking around the property on her own. Brennan knew that she was being irrational, it was just that nothing in her life was the same without him there with her. He knew how to keep her safe without pissing her off and how to make sure she was involved with the case to an extent that kept her both happy but protected. No wonder she had been so eager to run inside the house. Once she dealt with this case she could focus back on the problem at hand. Well she hadn't planned that very well. Now she was the one in trouble and she knew that this time there was no chance of a rescue by Booth. She had begun to believe in faith recently. Not really the religious kind but faith in her friends. She always believed that Booth would find her when things looked bad but this time faith was not going to be of any use at all. Booth had no idea what she was working on or where she was. This time she was on her own and she had plenty of faith in her self.
Brennan sat there trying to come up with a plan to get out of there when the handle to the door started to move. Brennan swiftly looked around the room yet again looking for somewhere to hide. There was nothing she could do then wait for the door to open.
"So your awake are you? Want to tell me what a pretty little thing like you is doing trespassing at this time of night?"
Brennan looked at the man who had walked into the room. He was approx six foot tall with broad shoulders. He was obviously the one who had stumbled upon her in the garden.
"Don't want to talk to me hey? Well why don't I take you over to the boss. He tends to be a little less nice when dealing with people who are found on his property, not to mention woman found on his property." The strange man leered at Brennan as he grabbed her by her arm and man handled her out of the room.
It took everything Brennan had inside of her not to try and take this guy down and run for it. She knew the house was too far from the road for her to have a chance of getting away. She would have to go along with the situation until a better chance to escape was provided to her. She looked around as she was being dragged down the hallway. She wanted to memorise as much as possible. If it didn't help her escape it may help with the investigation at some point. They had stopped moving and were standing outside some wooden doors. The brute pushed her towards the door and knocked before opening them and pushing Brennan through the door.
"Who do we have here?"
"She's not talking Boss."
"We'll see about that." The "Boss" walked towards Brennan. She held her head up and looked straight at him refusing to be intimidated by this man. He was only slight taller than Brennan but walked with a confidence that filled the room.
He slowly ran his hands up her arms. Brennan held back a shiver. It took everything not to grab this guy and break his arm. All her instincts were screaming at her. Breathe in, breathe out. The "boss" took a step closer to Brennan and moved his hands from her arms up towards her face.
"There are things we can do to make you talk princess and trust me I will enjoy every moment." He smiled menacingly at Brennan. For the first time Brennan actually believed that she may actually be in trouble here. She knew she could defend herself against one of these men alone but not two of them.
"You want to know who she is?" The "boss" halted his ministrations and turned back towards where the voice came from.
"You know this bitch?"
Brennan had not even noticed the other man in the room. She had been too focused on the man in front of her. The face belonging to the voice was still obscured by the man in front of her but that didn't stop her subconscious from recognising the sound. She had to be wrong. It just couldn't be. There was nothing left to save her now.
"Dr. Smart Ass over there. Yeah I know her. Dr. Brennan she works with the FBI. Write books too."
"FBI? Hmmm maybe we should keep her here for a while she could come in handy later. Take her back to the room would you." The "boss" and the others left the room leaving her alone with the man.
Brennan watched in sheer disbelief as the man turned and looked at her in the eyes. Even though she had recognised his voice, she couldn't bring herself to believe it until she looked into his eyes.
"Lets go……Bones."
NB: Sorry for the delay I have been on holidays and unable to get to a PC. I hope you all enjoy. Please review!!
Chapter Ten
Sorry for the delay in posting, so much has been happening and this has been sitting at the back of my mind
Warning for language and mature situations
It seemed as though she had only been standing there for hours looking at them but it could only have been a few seconds. He looked at her again raising an eyebrow at her.
"Bones, don't keep me waiting lets go." He made a move to grab her and force her to move out of the room.
"Don't even think about it." Brennan backed away from him. She turned to make a move herself. The thought of his hands on her made her feel violently ill. What a turn about that seemed to be. Don't let him get away with this. He has played you the fool. Brennan turned back towards him standing defiantly in front of the still closed door.
"You asshole. I trusted you!!! I can't believe it. You of all people." Brennan's chest heaved full of pent up emotion. For once she couldn't seem to gather herself to tell him exactly what she thought of him. The emotion which seemed to flow through her was unlike anything she had ever felt before. Even learning of her parents betrayals and lies did not trigger this type of reaction from her.
"Reading people and their body language was really never your thing Bones." He looked at her with a smirk on his face.
"Don't call me that. You don't get to call me that." Brennan couldn't stand to hear that come out of his mouth. He mocked her with it. She had learnt to accept her nickname. It represented her relationship with her partner, but not anymore. He was using it to mock her. The laughter which followed her outburst infuriated her even more. How dare he laugh at her.
"Laugh away, funny boy. Meanwhile you have left me to pick up the pieces. You know I don't do people and now I have to deal with not only your son but now your family as well. Parker misses you so much. What, do I do go back and tell them what a bastard you are and how everyone else was right about you and we were all fools, sucked in by the little good catholic boy act?" Brennan was sure that she saw something in his eyes when she mentioned Parker but it was gone as quick as it appeared. She wasn't done yet.
Brennan dug her hands into her pocket and hurled the picture that Parker had drawn of her and Booth.
"What are you going to do with me now? Are you going to keep me here for ever? Leave your family wondering about where you are. Never see your son again for the rest of your life? Nice work Booth. What a great man you are! Some redemption you were aiming for!" Brennan sucked in air. It was as if she had forgotten to breathe during her little outburst. She looked towards Booth. He hadn't moved during her entire outburst. He wasn't even looking at her directly anymore, he was looking past her.
"You don't even have the balls to look me in the eye do you?"
Before Brennan knew what was happening she was thrown up against the wall and she was being kissed like she never had been before. It wasn't the kiss of a lover. It was the kiss of a man pushed to his limits. Brennan had been so shocked by Booth's actions that she didn't even struggle. She gave as good as she got. As he pushed his tongue into her mouth Brennan moaned and leaned into him. It was the most passionate intense experience of her life. Her mind seemed to float away and she felt like she was finally living her dream.
Their mouths fused together, Booth grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to him. Brennan went willingly wanting to get as close as possible to the hard wall of muscle which seemed to be on fire. Brennan didn't care the hotter the better. Booth left her mouth and slowly trailed down her neck leaving open mouthed kisses as he made his way down to the hollow of her collar bone. Brennan moaned at the loss of contact with her lips but pushed herself towards his mouth even harder.
"God Bones!" Booth lifted his mouth long enough to moan but continued to slowly kiss and nip at her neck.
Brennan opened her eyes. Booths voice seemed to bring her back to reality. What was she doing? Booth has betrayed everyone and here you are experiencing your first kiss together in a strange lounge room as she is being held hostage. This was defiantly not the way she had envisaged it.
Without even thinking twice Brennan swiftly raised her knee and slammed it into Booth's groin. She flinched as she heard him cry out in pain. She pushed him by the shoulders and shoved him to the ground.
"Bones"
Brennan looked back at Booth, there was something in his eyes. Something she couldn't read. She didn't have time to dwell on it she needed to get out now. She watched as he reached towards the paper she had thrown at him
She made it to the safety of the front door before she realised that Booth had not raised the alarm. He had just laid there on the floor in pain and looked at her.
"I'm sorry Booth." Brennan whispered as she opened the door and ran out into the night.
Chapter Eleven
Brennan opened the door to her apartment and stepped inside. She sighed with relief. She was so glad to be home and on her own. It had taken her twenty minutes to convince Sully that she was ok and did not need him to stay with her. She had bumped into Sully when she made her escape from the estate and from Booth. He had been walking around the perimeter looking for a way in. Sully explained to Brennan that he had been held up by Cullen and that he had been told to drop the investigation. They had argued and this is what caused his delay in meeting her.
Brennan had asked Sully what reasoning Cullen had given as to them dropping the case when the information that they held pointed directly to someone within the estate. According to Cullen another division of the FBI was involved in investigating this person for another offence and their presence would just cause too many problems. Brennan had been furious with this excuse. They had to let a murderer off the hook just because another crime had been committed? What made the loss of Booth's brother –in-law any less important than another crime? Brennan was so angry at this stage that she stopped listening to Sully and had jumped into her car and driven off. She didn't even realise that Sully had followed her home to make sure she was ok.
Brennan threw her bag down on the floor and wandered into the kitchen. She reached into the fridge and brought out a bottle of wine. After her week there was nothing more she felt like doing at the moment then enjoying her wine and taking an extremely long bubble bath. Brennan took her glass and the remainder of the bottle into the bathroom as she ran herself a nice hot bath. Brennan sat by the bath waiting for the tub to fill. For the first time since leaving Booth on the floor of the house she allowed herself to think of her current situation.
The man she loved more than anything else in the world, yes ok she had finally admitted it to herself. The kiss they had shared earlier had all but confirmed the fact. She had finally realised her feelings though when she realised how deeply Booth could hurt her. If she didn't love him, he would not have been able to cause her to feel this much pain. There were so many feelings running through her heart. She couldn't work out what she was most angry about. The fact that he had betrayed her or that she had allowed him close enough to her to do so. Well it was too late to do anything about that now. She would have to deal with the consequences.
Brennan stood, turned off the bath, took off her clothes and stepped into the bath. The hot water ran over her body soothing away her aches and pains. Brennan slowly slipped her wine, if only the bath could do the same for her damaged heart. She closed her eyes remembering the way in which Booths lips had felt against hers. Something she would remember for a long time to come. It seemed as though Booth was going to be lost to her forever. How did she explain this to his family? Brennan had a hard enough time trying to tell herself, let alone having to try and explain it to someone else. What was she going tot ell Rebecca? Should she tell her the truth? Brennan had always believed in the truth, this was the first time she doubted herself. She supposed that she would need to tell Rebecca the truth and let her decide what was best for Parker. She was also going to have to speak to Booth's mother and sister as well. Another rush of anger passed through her. How could Booth have left her to deal with all of this? Brennan poured herself another glass of wine. Brennan sipped the cool liquid and savoured the cool crisp flavour before swallowing. It wasn't often that she allowed herself to indulge like this. Brennan tried to stop her mind from wandering but it was fruitless. The longer she laid in the tub the more she thought of Booth.
She was not going to let him ruin her life. No way! Brennan pulled herself out of the tub. She grabbed one the fluffy towels off the rack, dried herself and wrapped it around her as she walked into the bedroom. She placed her glass on the side cabinet as he reached into her cupboard and pulled out trousers and a shirt to wear to the office. She knew that she shouldn't be heading into the lab but she needed a distraction. Brennan placed the clothes on the bed. As she turned to her dresser to pull out some underwear she noticed something on her bed. Brennan quickly looked around her room. It was empty. She walked towards the bed and picked up the book lying on her bed. The Bible. She didn't own a bible and it was not a book she had remembered seeing at all. Inside there was a piece of folded paper, book marking a page. Brennan glanced at some of the words on the pages marked.
"I do not sit with deceivers, nor with hypocrites do I mingle.
I hate the company of evildoers; with the wicked I do not sit."
Brennan glanced at the top of the page and noted the name of the passage. "Prayer of Innocence" Brennan dropped the bible back onto her bed and opened up the folded paper that had been marking the pages.
Brennan ran out of her room and quickly looked around her flat. It was defiantly empty. Brennan grabbed her phone pressed speed – dial 2 and walked back into the bedroom.
"Ange, I am sorry it is so late. Do you think you could come over?" Brennan's eyes feel back on to the paper in her hands. It was the picture that Parker had drawn. He had been here. Breath, Brennan, breathe.
"Thanks Ange see you soon."
Chapter Twelve
"Ok Sweetie you need to breathe and relax."
Angela had arrived thirty minutes ago and Brennan had not stopped talking. She didn't seem to have an off switch. She didn't even know if she was still making sense. She had told Angela everything from the case involving Booth's family to what had happened at the house when she had gone investigating on her own.
Of course Angela had spent ten minutes focused on the fact that Booth had kissed her. Brennan had relented and told Angela all about it. Once Angela had calmed down she showed her what had she had found in her on her bed when she got out of the bath. Brennan wasn't sure what disturbed her more. The fact that someone had entered her apartment without her realizing it or the fact that Booth had been there tonight.
Secretly she wished that he had still been there when she came out of the bathroom. Guilty or innocent she still wanted him. How could she not?
"Bren? Are you listening to me?"
"Sorry Ange." Brennan forced herself to pay attention to what her best friend was saying to her.
"What are you going to do now? Are you going to turn him in? Have you spoken to Booth's family yet? What about Parker?"
"Angela. Calm down. One incredibly difficult question at a time. I haven't really had time to process everything yet. I can't make a decision till I have all the facts, you know that. I don't want to speak to his family until I know more but I suppose I will need to tell them something. I can't make any decisions about Parker knowing. That is Rebecca's decision but I am sure she won't want to share too much."
"What did Sully say about all this?" Brennan looked away from Angela. "Bren?"
"Umm, maybe I didn't tell Sully anything." Brennan felt the warmth flood her face.
"Brennan!" Angela had a look of shock on her face which slowly turned into a smile. "Nice Work"
"When he told me that Cullen wanted us to drop the investigation, I got so angry that I didn't think I needed to tell them anything. They don't want to solve the case, well fine. I am not going to help them take Booth down."
Angela smiled at Brennan encouraging her to continue.
"Well, the passage that was marked, clearly indicated that there is something going on that we don't know about." Brennan's heart had lifted when she had read that passage and seen the drawing that Parker had done.
"Don't look at me like that. Ok we kissed but it doesn't mean anything. I mean there are physical responses and biological urges which we all feel but sometimes logic does have to play a part."
"Brennan if that makes you feel better about what happened then fine."
"Ange, stop it."
"Stop what?"
Brennan looked at Angela and shook her head she knew that no matter what she said her best friend was not going to change her mind. She had always had her heart set on them getting together.
"Fine Angela. If that is the way you are going to be."
"Ok Bren. I take it you will be okay here now."
"Thanks so much for coming over. I know you were probably with Jack so thanks for coming over so late. You should get back to him. I didn't even think. I am sorry."
"Never apologise Bren. We are best friends this is what we do."
Brennan gave Angela a hug and pushed her out the door. Brennan walked back to the couch and sat down. She felt exhausted but somehow she was wide awake. Brennan reached over and picked up the Bible and looked again at the passage that Booth had marked.
Grant me justice, Lord!
I have walked without blame. In the Lord I have trusted; I have not faltered.
Test me, Lord, and try me; search my heart and mind.
Your love is before my eyes; I walk guided by your faithfulness.
I do not sit with deceivers, nor with hypocrites do I mingle.
I hate the company of evildoers; with the wicked I do not sit.
I will wash my hands in innocence and walk round your altar, Lord,
Lifting my voice in thanks, recounting all your wondrous deeds.
Lord, I love the house where you dwell, the tenting-place of your glory.
Do not take me away with sinners, nor my life with the violent.
Their hands carry out their schemes; their right hands are full of bribes.
But I walk without blame; redeem me, be gracious to me!
My foot stands on level ground; in assemblies I will bless the Lord.
Brennan lay her head on the back of the couch. What had Booth got himself into? What was so bad that he couldn't even tell her? They were meant to be partners. They were meant to share everything, apparently that was only the case with some things. She had trusted him and it seemed as though he had been hiding himself from her the whole time. Her heart felt as if it was being ripped from its chest. This is why she didn't spend time with people. This is why she lived for her work. Her work didn't set her up for a fall. Before Brennan realized tears were flowing down her chest. She didn't think it was possible to have any tears left in her but she was wrong.
Before she knew it her silent tears had turned into sobs. Brennan was crying for something that may never happen and for what she had lost. Her partner, her best friend. Brennan couldn't stop. She lay there and slowly seemed to die inside. Even the two strong arms that slowly circled her didn't seem to break her out of her sad reverie.