3. The Rimbauer in the team

'I'm the last Rimbauer standing,' it was the only thing the team would think about. They never expected that Cam owed a house as big as that. Even Hodgins' house was not that big.

"So you are a Rimbauer?" Booth asked "So you have everything off the house, the deeds, the keys. Everything. What are you going to do with the house?"

"I have no idea, what I am going to do with the house." Cam replied "I can not sell it, and I have no idea, if it is the house that is evil. Or if it's the ground."

"Why is it evil?" Booth asked "I mean what happened to it, before the house was build. We are talking about a little piece of land that drives people insane."

"I bet it was those Indians. John Rimbauer took all this small peaces of land, and made it one. The land belonged to other people. And he didn't gave it back." Cam replied "My great-great- grandfather was a jerk with a hidden agenda."

"you know, doesn't Rose Red play tricks on people to get them there?" Booth asked while he watched the rest of the team.

"Yeah." Hodgins replied "But I thought the house could only play tricks on you, when you were there. I mean it shouldn't have power over people at the other side of the country."

"We should go question those people who found Bones body in the pool. I mean they could tell if they have seen her before or something." Booth said "Maybe we could try to find out what happened to her."

"Do you think it's possible, she's still in that house?" Angela asked "I mean her spirit could still be there, trapped, not able to move on."

"Well, let's hope not." Booth replied "I want to believe she's okay. That she's in a better place."


Seattle, Rose Red

Brennan was walking, she had seen that woman, blond hear, who looked exactly like her. She had been following her all over the house. She had looked very scary, and Brennan had imagined that she would kill her. Brennan still remembered how she had gotten in the house. A 16 year old girl came to her books signings. She had brown hear, and seemed autistic. There was a woman with her, who seemed a little over 20. She believed they were sisters. Brennan had given the girl a signed copy. And that is when she heard it.

"Have you seen the house on Springstreat, it's haunted." she heard the girl say. Brennan watched the girl walk away. Rationally she could not believe that the house was haunted, She laughed. The house could not be haunted, it's all a lie. That evening in her hotel, she was searching the web, to find article about the women who had disappeared in the house. Her eyes stopped when she had seen the picture of Pam Asbury, Pam was a psychic. One the magazines called a touch-know. If she touch anything, she would get flashes of the past. Brennan didn't take that serious. The picture kept her more busy, she looked exactly like her. The only difference was the blond hear. The blond hear and the lighter skin. She could be her twin, Brennan thought.

All that supernatural things was absolute nonsense's in her mind. She could hear Booth in her mind. He would believe the story. ' how do 20 women disappear, without a trace'. Brennan felt like she had to prove that the house was a fake. That evening she had walked to the house. It was scary, and the house seemed to watch her. Quickly she opened the portal to the house. She had a feeling that something was terribly wrong, but she ignored that. Slowly she walked beside the fountain. It seemed that it had died. Plants had grown around it, and it was switched off. She walked towards the door, where everything was full off plants. She looked around, who would own this house? Tempe thought. She had the idea the house was worth million of dollars, and it was just abandoned like that. Slowly she reached for the door. It swing open. A black woman was standing in the door.

Brennan looked at her.

"I thought no one lived here." Brennan said "I was just.."

"Dr. Brennan, we've been expecting, this way." Brennan walked behind her, true the house. It was beautiful. Peaceful, although she felt a warning, that she had to walk out of the house right now. She followed the woman in a kitchen. The kitchen was big enough to make dinner for 300 people. And Brennan found the wood of the kitchen beautiful. She looked around.

"I'm sorry, who's.." Brennan stopped talking when she released the woman had left. She just stood there a couple of minutes ago, and then she disappeared. Brennan thought she had lost the woman on her way. She walked in the solarium. She could determine, that the plants were roses, but she couldn't see what had happened to them. What had made them die. Probably the last owner, had not taken care of the plants. Brennan walked back to the door. She grabbed the doorknob. She pushed it down, but the door would not open. She cried it out. She heard the bees coming her way. She hadn't seen anything that would subject there were bees there. And now it seemed they were everywhere. She walked to the other side of the solarium. Pushed the door. It opened slowly. She stood outside the house. Watching the bees flying against the window. She sat down. Try to calm herself down.

That was a couple of weeks ago, when she had entered the house. She had taken her sail phone but it was impossible for her to dial any number, not even a emergency call. She had been sorry she went in the house. It was impossible for her to get out of it. Or even get away. She had seen dead people, at least she thought. Pam was there. Pam the touch-know . The blond woman that had looked so much like her. The woman that had disappeared on a weekend in the house. Her hair was messier then the picture on the net had showed her. And she looked like a corpse. A walking corpse. Other things she'd seen was a little child, a little girl around 6, walking around.

She heard her sing a song, that Temperance could identify but not remember very easily. She sat down against the stairs. She was climbing those stairs for days, and yet she had not arrived on the top floor. She had wished Booth would have been her. A blond woman with curly hear, appeared for her eyes. Tempe recognized her as Dr. Joyce Reardon, in the university of Seattle.

"Pam, why are you so alive?" She asked while she let her hands touch Brennans jaw line. "When did you color your hear."

Brennan moved upstairs, not watching her. Just trying to get rid of her. Behind her another woman was standing. Ellen Rimbauer. A old woman around 70. She felt like running away, but she couldn't move her entire body. She couldn't even look to the other side.

"Help us build, little girl." Ellen Rimbauer whispered while she played with her hair. "Help us build.."

Brennan kicked her. The woman fell down. She started walking. In the background she heard the woman come after her. She closed the door, and collapsed on the ground. Crying. She had been wrong, this house was defiantly haunted.

"Please Booth help me," Brennan whispered. While she lay down on the ground, crying.


Booth walked from the left side of the room to right side of the room, trying to calm himself down. He wanted to go to the house, and smash down every single part of it. Smash that Ellen Rimbauer in her face. For killing his precious Bones. He sat down in his chair. The chair Brennan had gotten him, she called the bureau telling them, how good agent he was. The boss had called him in, and told him he had gotten that chair. Now he was sitting on it, missing his Bones. He didn't even noticed how much times he had reminded her as his. He threw the paper in his trashcan.

There was a soft nod at the door, a little boy walked in. Booth knew that Rebecca would drop him off today, but the dead of Bones put his mind of his sun.

"Daddy what's wrong?" The little boy asked "I thought Dr. Bones would be here."

Booth got tears in his eyes. Dr. Bones would be here, she promised Booth to be here, that she would go to the zoo with him and Parker.

"Where is she dad? Is she late?" Parker walked past him. And sat down at his lap. "I mean we could wait for Dr. Bones. I made her a drowning."

Parker held up a beautiful picture, he was sure Bones would have loved if, if she had been here. But the truth was that she would never admire the beautiful picture of his sun.

"She's not coming, Parker." Booth said, he didn't want to tell Parker that Brennan was dead, saying it made it feel differently. He felt like he could wake up out of this nightmare, screaming. It were the only nightmares he had, always the same thing. Brennan dead, dying. It was always his fold. Now the nightmare seemed to take this long. And he lost the hope that he would scare himself and wake up along in his bed. Desperately wanting to tell Bones how much he loved her.

"Is she sick?" Parker asked Booth "or is she studying Bones, will I see her tomorrow."

He saw that Parker was watching him. He couldn't keep this secret from him. If he'd told she was busy, he would keep asking to see her. It was not like he could keep pretending that she was to busy to see his sun. The truth was, he couldn't keep pretending anymore. He had to tell. He had to tell the truth.

"Parker, do you know that sometimes people die?" Booth sat down next to his sun

"Yes, my pet goldfish died yesterday. I miss him very much daddy. Mummy says I'm getting a new one." Parker smiled at him.

"You know that when someone die, they go to a better place, you do know that right?" Booth asked

The little boy nodded. He smiled at his father. "My best friends dog died, and he said he was going to heaven. And he was crying all the time, like you are right now."

"You know that Dr. Bones is not hear right now. And do you want to know why?" Booth asked "Do you want to know, why she could not make it."

"Yeah, she's sick." Parker said "She probably is lying in her bed, and crying cause she can't go to the zoo with us."

"Parker, Dr. Bones is not exactly sick. She died." Booth said "A bad girl killed her, she pushed her in the pool, and she died."

Parker snacked for air. He was crying a little "Daddy, Dr. Bones can't be dead. Who would want to hurt her? She such a sweet girl. And you love her."

"Park" Booth said "Dr. Bones is watching you right now, smiling down at you. She is at a better place. And she does not want you to be sad. She wants us to go to the zoo and have fun.

"She doesn't want you to be sad" Parker said "I miss her, daddy."

"Me to, buddy." Booth said while dropping another tear. "Me too."

Booth hugged his sun. They sat in his office the entire afternoon.

At 5 pm there was a nod at the door. Rebecca was standing in the door opening.

"So did you have fun?" Rebecca asked Parker. He looked sad. He shook his head.

"Seeley, what is going on with him?" Rebecca asked "Did you even go to the zoo, or didn't that partner show up?"

"Rebecca, we never went to the zoo, cause we were not up to it." Booth said "I thought it was not that great idea, after what happened."

Parker fell in his mothers embrace crying. "Dr. Bones is dead." the little boy started crying even harder. Rebecca embraced the little boy.

"I'm sorry, Seeley. I didn't' know." Rebecca hugged the buy "What happened to her?"

"She was murdered. Someone drowned her in their pool." Booth cried "I've found out this morning. Do you want to take Parker to see a movie or something. It can take his mind of things."

"Sure Seeley." Rebecca replied "We all know how much he loved her. He loved her more then anything in this world. What are you going to do? I mean you could go to the movies with us."

Parker sat walked out of the office, sitting on the chairs outside the office. Booth watched him, and hang closer to Rebecca.

"I'm on the first flight to Seattle. I'm going to find out what happened to her." Booth said.

"Seeley, you're not going to do anything stupid are you?" Rebecca asked "I'm sure, Dr. Brennan didn't want you to get in any troubles. Booth what ever you're going to do, think about it. You have a sun. Remember that. She wouldn't want you to go to jail."

"I'm just going to talk to the people who found the body." Booth said

"Can't the Seattle department handle that for you?" Rebecca asked her.

"I want to capture the killer myself, it could be the last thing I would do for her." Booth replied "Do you ever feel like you've lost your shot?"

"Well, sometimes. You mean with Dr. Brennan?" Rebecca asked

"Yeah, I feel like there are so much things I wanted to tell her. So much I won't be able to tell her anymore. How much I loved her. And now I can't anymore. I feel sorry for things I haven't done." Booth said "For things that I should have told her."

"She knew you loved her, Seeley." Rebecca replied

"No, she didn't. Not in what way I loved her. I love her as a friend, I love her more then anything. And she thinks I draw that line, to keep her away from me. I draw that line, because I thought if she was not my everything, she'd be safer. I thought that no one would hurt her to get to me. And now she's gone."

"Why did you not tell her?" Rebecca asked

"Cause I thought she was going to explain it away, with her anthropology shit, about me needing a booty call or something. But it's not that, I love her." Booth replied "And that is why I need to go to Seattle, I need to get justice for her dead."

"Why did you think she was going to explain it away? Why did you never gave her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she would have surprised you." Rebecca told "I only met her once, but she didn't seem like such a cold woman, and after what you told me. I can tell she loves you. She's probably denying it because of that line you drew."

"I've got to go. Tell Parker I love him." Booth said "Tell him I'll be back next weekend."