Hi guys sorry it took so long for me to add the new chapter. This one is a little all over the place but I'm getting to a cretin point. The next chapter will have much more action

The Perfect Murder

6 Hours earlier

Booth woke up with a sudden start he was dreaming… he was remembering their first night as a couple. But now that was all gone… are they even still a family. Him and Christine are but him and Bones? If she loves him why doesn't she trust him. Booth doesn't know it but she does trust him he just didn't find out about it yet. Booth let a stressed laugh escape his lips.

"Why am I laughing?" he asked out loud.

"I know I'm not laughing Seeley." A women said.

"BONES! Bones where are you?" he said looking around the room. He heard a voice right by his ear.

"I'm right here." Brennan said.

"Bones! Where's Christine?" he said turning around to kiss her but found nobody there. "Bones?"

"Christine is with me in some motel. How are you?"

"This isn't happening" Booth said hiding his head in his hands.

"Of course not silly!" Brennan said and 'appeared' in front of him. "Seeley look at me."

"No, and since when do you call me Seeley?"

"You call yourself Seeley and I'm just your hallucination." She said

Booth finally looked up Brennan was 'really' there she was wearing a white dress and was holding Christine. She looked from Booth to their child.

"You want to go to daddy?" she asked handing Christine to him.

Booth reached out to take Christine but all her felt is air.

"Right" he said dazed.

The day before on the stairs after Bones left Booth called Angela and told her what happened, he relied on her to tell everyone her didn't want to tell the story over and over again it just hurt too much to repeat. He looked up to where Imaginary Brennan was but she was gone.

"I can't be near you and not touch you now!" he said to the open space.

Sighing her got up and went to take a shower and dress so he could go to the Jeffersonian as soon as possible.

He couldn't stop thinking about her… she was his everything, well, her, Christine and Parker. He growled subconsciously, he would have to tell Parker. This is not going to be easy at all. And who knows how long it could take him to clear Brennans' name? Nothing mattered to him but that… catching Pelant and getting Bones, his Bones back.

"SHRIMP!" Booth heard someone call. Alarmed her got out of the shower pulled on his robe and took out his gun as he snuck into the living room he noticed his grandfather standing in the doorway.

"Pops?" Booth said uncertainly wondering if Pops was a hallucination too.

"Yea Shrimp. Who else would it be?" he answered a warm look on his face.

"What are you doing here? How did you get in?"

"Angela called told me everything and I came to town to be with you, first I went to Angela she gave me a spare key." He said holding up a key with a key chain that Bones got in Maluku. Booth smiled a little looking at Pops.

"Come in you can stay in the guest bedroom." Booth said still smiling faintly.

"Yea sure sure. I can make dinner while you go to work and I can take care of…"

he said before realizing Christine is gone

"Parker. Yes I can take care of Parker."

Booth chuckled at Pops' attempt of not mentioning Christine.

"Pops I have to go to work but how bout you order Chinese?" Booth said going to his bedroom to get dressed. Pops nodded and went to the guest room Booth offered. With a soft goodbye Booth was off to the Hoover building.

He snapped his fingers and a huge grin split his face. Angela gave him a sleepy, confused glare.

"What is it honey? You thought of something didn't you?"

"YES! Yes Ange I did. I need Sweets!" he said leaving the room.

Angela stood there confused she rolled her eyes and sat back on the sofa picking up what seemed the millionth book. Hodgins was well on his way to the parking lot when he heard Sweets.

"Hey Hodgins!" he called/

"Oh Sweets… Good, good, I was just heading to you. I think I know someone who can help but I need your help." Hodgins began. Sweets gave him the go on look.

"If we can't solve this without Dr. B… well what is equal to Dr. B?" he asked

Sweets thought for a minute and suddenly understood what he meant.

"All her squits! Perfect! But why do you need me for this?"

"ALL her squints Sweets. ALL of then." Hodgins continued.

"Yea well call them and…"

"No," Hodgins cut him off. "We're missing two squints I mean Vincent we cant get back… but Zach, Zach was the best and her favorite. For a reason."

"You want me to get Zach Andy out of the loony bin?" Sweets concluded.

"Yes. Yes! Exactly!"
Sweets thought for a moment again "Yea I guess I can arrange that." he said but looked at Hodgins questioningly. "You're sure about this?"

Hodgins nodded slowly, his words stung. He knew it was unreasonable but he wanted to strike someone when they questioned Zach, they were friends, very good friends. Sweets seeing that Hodgins had his mind set let a huge sigh free from his lungs. Sweets reached for his phone and began to call he used his connections and pulled favors and 3 hours from his meeting with Sweets he was on his way to meet Zach.

Zach waited for Sweets… thinking back to the last time he had contact with anyone from the Jeffersonian he tried to figure out what could be so important that they needed him to help. Finally when Sweets pulled up on the curve where Zach was waiting he had millions of questions to ask.

"Zach! Good to see you." Sweets greeted.

Zack's hair was short again and to his face was pinned his usual lost expression.

"Good afternoon Doctor Sweets." He replied getting in the car. The second he shut the door behind himself Sweets launched the car they quickly passed security and where on their way to the Jeffersonian.

"Will you tell me why I am being brought to my former work place."

"Because we need help Zack… you know with Doctor Brennan,"

"Dr. Brennan is gone? What happened is she dead."

"No! No she's not dead if she was dead I would be counseling Booth right now."

Zach squinted his eyes and shook his head, obviously not understanding why Sweets would be with Booth.

"Then where is she?"

"We don't know Zach. She was accused of a murder she didn't commit and she ran and took Christine with her."

"Who is Christine? And why would she run?"

Sweets looked at Zach puzzled

"You, yoooou, don't know who Christine is?"

"No. Should I?"

"Christine is Doctor Brennan's daughter."

"So she decided to get Agent Booth to donate his sperm eventually?" Zach asked confused.

"I really did miss you Zack." Sweets said deciding to leave it to Angela to explain everything to Zack

"There is no such thing as a perfect murder," Flynn said " I know you want it to be otherwise Booth but she did it, there's nothing we can do."

Booth stared at the agent sitting across from him his jaw was tight and he his eyebrows low, he was very upset, anyone could tell. Not only had he been left alone to solve the perfect murder but Flynn still believed his partner had committed the said murder.

"Look Flynn," Booth began starting his second attempt at getting Flynn to believe Brennan was innocent. " Pelant is a computer genius, he could have committed the murder, look all of the evidence pointing to my partner can be altered by using a computer. He already killed two people. We KNOW he killed two people he admitted it."

Flynn sighed he wanted to help Booth he really did but there was nothing he could do that wouldn't be against protocol, he continued toying with his pen.

"Booth, I can't help you, you have to help yourself. Give me proof and I'll give you results. All I can give you is a unofficial pass to the FBI and Jeffersonian but all evidence you find won't be credited to you."

"I don't want credit I just want Bones back." He said, his voice was softer, grateful.

"Right." Flynn said. "You don't know where she is? Oh and if I find you are keeping any information from me, I will have to take you off the case."

"Yea." Booth said "I know."

Flynn reached into his desk and took out Booths gun and badge and put them on the desk and nodded to him.

"Thanks Flynn. I won't let you down."

Booth grabbed his things a quickly retreated from the Hoover building jumping into his SUV he began to drive to the exit leading to the Jeffersonian. In about half an hour he finally reached his destination, the rush hour was hell in DC. Getting out of his car he took in the familiar settings of the Jeffersonian parking lot. He looked at the place where he would normally expect Bones' car to be, instead he saw a car that resembled Sweets' car. Not thinking much of it he continued on to the forensic section.