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There was a boat waiting by the time they got to the shore, with two other men on board. Daisy and Brennan were taken to a room downstairs. The motor roared and the boat sped away.

"What's going on?" Daisy asked Brennan in a whisper once they were left alone. Brennan answered that she didn't know. Brennan knew it was best to not scare Daisy, the poor girl was obviously freaking out. Brennan had been through situations like this before and knew it was best to remain calm.

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Goodman didn't see Brennan during breakfast and made his way over to her tent. He knew Brennan skipped meals, wrapped herself in her work and would just forget to eat, but she was pregnant and couldn't do that now. Since he didn't see Daisy at breakfast either, he thought Daisy had probably dragged Brennan to work. Goodman entered Brennan's tent and found it empty. Her cot undisturbed, giving the impression she hadn't slept there. He walked over to Daisy's tent, finding it in the exact same condition as Brennan's.

Goodman made his way over to the dig and scanned the area for the two women, not finding either. He began to worry; it wasn't like them to not be at the dig. Suddenly a thought crossed his mind and he hurried to the hospital near the camp. He thought that maybe Brennan had felt sick and since Daisy's tent was the closest asked her to accompany her to the hospital. Goodman hoped he was wrong.

Goodman returned to the camp, he was really worried now. Brennan and Daisy hadn't been at the hospital. He decided to check the dig and the camp one more time before he called the authorities.

"Dr. Goodman!" The camp's cook called the archeologist as soon as she caught sight of him. Goodman was told that there was someone on the phone looking for Dr. Brennan and since she couldn't be found anywhere, Dr. Goodman should answer the call.

"Hello. This is Dr. Goodman." Booth had been trying to get across to the dig, but had had trouble doing so. When they finally answered he didn't want to hang up. Booth's heart raced faster, if it was possible, when he was told Brennan was nowhere to be seen. He asked to talk to whoever else was in charge and Booth was relieved he was talking to Dr. Goodman; someone he could trust.

"This is Booth." Booth explained the situation to Goodman.

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Brennan and Daisy were escorted out of the boat. Brennan wasn't sure which island they were on, the sun had gone up quite some time ago and making it difficult for her to know where they were.

They were taken to a lonely air field; the runway was the only part that was paved. A small plane was visible and a tall American man in his fifties approached them. The man pulled one of the armed men to the side and spoke audibly.

"Why are there two, Ahmed?" The man ground his teeth, not liking the fact that there were two women instead of one.

"She came into the tent." Ahmed spoke with a slight accent. Now that Brennan could see his face directly, she noted the man was mixed race.

"You should have just shot her." Daisy gulped at those words and saw as the American man walked towards the plane. Ahmed shook his head and motioned for the other men to move, forcing Brennan and Daisy to do the same. One of the other men commented that they were glad 'softie' Ahmed would no longer be in charge. Ahmed shot him a glare.

The plane was a cargo one. Brennan and Daisy sat on the back, their hands still tied and they were still being pointed at with the rifles. The American man sat next to the pilot and turned around to look at Brennan.

"Dr. Temperance Brennan." He started as the plane ran down the run way. "You might be wondering what this is all about. You see, your partner has my partner and if I don't get my partner back, you don't get to see yours." He laughed, and it wasn't hard to know what he meant. "And that would be a shame since I really like your books." Brennan knew that Booth would be blaming himself for all this. They were using her, and Daisy, to get to Booth.

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Booth had Escaf guarded at all times. The local authorities in Maluku and the surrounding islands were informed of the situation. The situation, by military orders, was going to be handled discretely. Brennan was a public figure and the last thing they needed was the press compromising the operation, and ultimately Brennan and Daisy's safety.

Back at the dig, Goodman spoke with the local authorities; they were going to follow the instructions to keep the operation quiet. He also contacted the organizers of the dig; he needed to talk with them about the situation, but not by phone. The organizers said they'd be there as soon as they could.

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It was dark when the plane landed on land. "Shit!" The pilot cursed as he saw there were cops on the usually deserted run way he used for landing. Brennan and Daisy were told to keep quiet, rifles relatively close to their faces. The American man walked towards the cops and with a smile and laugh talked to them. The cops left and asked no more questions after a short conversation.

"That was close, Ricky." The pilot addressed the American man when he came back.

"I am the Secretary of Defense." Ricky said with a laugh. Brennan knew this was going to get messy. The man was in the military too and would obstruct whatever Booth was doing to find her. But she knew what Booth was capable of and she knew he would find them.

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The days passed and it seemed as if the ground had ate his Bones and the bastards that had her and Daisy. Booth's gut was telling him that someone high up was in this mess. He hated the thought of corruption, but no one was going to keep him from finding his Bones. Booth wanted to punch Escaf, but he refrained from it. He knew his time was better spent searching for his Bones.

During the days of their capture, Daisy and Brennan were given water and food by Ahmed. He gave them from his water or food, making sure the others didn't see. He didn't like what was going on and had begun to question the acts of the people he served.

They entered the desert and despite the beating rays of the sun and having to walk through the sand, Daisy and Brennan were relived to have their hands untied. Not that it did them any good considering they couldn't run away. They crossed a group of five soldiers as they crossed the desert; Brennan noted they were Pakistani from their uniform. Shots from both sides began. Brennan and Daisy lied flat on the sand, their hands on their heads as the shots continued.

"Get up." Ricky ordered once the fire stopped. Brennan and Daisy brushed the sand off of them as they stood. The soldiers lied on the sand, all dead. Ahmed had been shot on his right thigh for trying to keep the bullets from not hitting either of the women.

"What about him?" Brennan asked; Ahmed lied on the ground, pressing the wound on his thigh.

"We're moving on without him. He's going to slow us down." Ricky answered over his shoulder as the others took the weapons away from the dead soldiers.

"You can't just leave him here to die." Ricky turned at Brennan's words. The man walked and stood in front of her. He was used to people being scared of him, but Brennan wasn't scared. Although Ahmed was one of them, leaving him there to die went against what Brennan believed in. Daisy and the others watched the display of the Alphas, knowing neither wanted to back down.

"Then you carry him." Ricky ground his teeth and turned around to walk towards his other men.

Booth was informed of the shooting in the desert in the Pakistan-India border. The group of soldiers who fired at Escaf's group had notified the rest of their unit of the armed men and two women, who matched the description of the women the US army had alerts for, in the desert. When the rest of their unit got there, they found the soldiers dead and no trace of Escaf's group.

Booth was furious and stalked to Escaf's cell. Escaf smiled when he saw Booth enter the cell. "Ready to trade?" The man taunted, speaking without an accent.

Booth grabbed the man by the collar and said, "Where are they?" Escaf smiled smugly. Booth released the man's collar and swung at him, his fist making contact with the man's jaw. Escaf spit blood out and looked at Booth. "If they hurt her, it's you I'm coming after." Booth stalked out of the cell knowing that the threat was left clear if Daisy was hurt too. Escaf watched Booth, wishing he had a man like that on his side.

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Brennan and Daisy where left in a shed once they arrived at Escaf's camp in Afghanistan. Brennan and Daisy had helped Ahmed walk until they reached the van they used for the rest of the trip. His wound wasn't deep; but if he would have been left in the desert, he would have died. Ahmed was grateful for what the two women did for him and he felt he owed them. He was alive and no thanks to his group.

Stires overheard the conversation Goodman and the organizers of the dig had concerning Brennan's and Daisy's abduction. Stires questioned why Goodman was going to lead the expedition since he wasn't an anthropologist. The dig was a huge discovery and it should be lead by an anthropologist and Stires lost no time to talk with Goodman about that. Goodman told him to go to hell; there were more important things at hand.

Booth was told he needed to see what the news of the day was. He was handed a newspaper that had Brennan's disappearance on the cover. It talked about Brennan being taken from the dig; it critiqued the authorities and the US army for covering up the situation and thanked Dr. Michael Stires for revealing the 'truth'.

"Stires." Booth growled. He didn't like the man and this was crossing a line. The news was also all over the tv and internet.

Goodman called Stires away from his dig spot. "I just received a call. The army wants to know why Temperance's and Daisy's disappearance was not kept quiet how it was asked." Goodman spoke in a deep tone. "You have a lot of explaining to do to the officer that'll be here soon." Goodman smiled, knowing he had the doctor scared. There was no officer coming, but Stires was going to have to answer to Booth for what he did; that much Goodman did know.

That night Booth was told who the infiltrator was. The young soldier was caught sneaking out of the base and was followed. Booth was informed that his young soldier met with Escaf's men, and gave Booth the location of the camp; one of the soldiers that had followed the infiltrator stayed behind in order to guard the camp. The young soldier was questioned, Booth wanted to know everything he knew. The young soldier was scared of what Escaf would do to him for talking, but he was more scared of what Booth would do if he didn't speak.

Meantime, Brennan and Daisy were still being held in the shed and guarded by one of the armed men. Daisy had noted that Brennan kept a hand on her belly, and Daisy wondered if Brennan was hurt.

"Are you hurt?" Daisy asked, so that the man guarding the door didn't hear. Brennan looked at her questioningly. "I'm asking because you have been touching your abdomen protectively very constantly."

Brennan looked down and saw that her hand in deed rested on her abdomen, she hadn't noticed she was doing that. "I'm pregnant, twelve weeks." Brennan spoke as low as Daisy to keep their conversation from the man guarding. Daisy was shocked; Brennan had never mentioned that before. And the 'Booth' that left Brennan's lips in a sentimental sigh, gave Daisy the impression the agent was the father.

Ahmed strode towards the shed, he had a plan to help Daisy and Brennan escape.

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