Disclaimer: I own my coffee, my computer, my cds. Wait, Bones ain't on the list. Guess that isn't mine.

Sarah was at the lab early morning after arriving with Brennan. She sat on a chair on the platform placing the bones of a skeleton of a limbo case anatomically. While reaching for a metacarpal, she noticed a stack of clothes she recognized as Hodgins from when he was beaten. She glanced toward Brennan's office to make sure she was still in there, and sighed in relief when she was still there. Carefully, she took the clothes and brought them over to Hodgins station. She had watched him do this so many times, and had learned how to find exactly what she was looking for.

She took a pair of tweezers and gently tugged a small particulate out of the clothing. After analyzing it, she looked it up on Hodgins's computer and saw it was from the same place. After a few more minutes of this cycle, she finally found something useful. Pollen, and from the looks of it, many different kinds, and many that weren't from the woods were Hodgins was found. After a minute of searching, she finally knew where their murderer lived, as long as Sarah wasn't wrong.

"Having fun?" a voice behind her asked.

Sarah screamed for half a second and spun around to see Hodgins behind her, fresh out of the hospital.

"What did you find?" he asked, suddenly curious.

She turned back to his computer and told him, "I found pollen on your clothes that appear to have come from flowers from a shop in Westernport, Maryland. Wesley Berry Flowers. Our murderer might work there or someone close to them does."

He double checked her work and grinned when he realized she was right. "Great job, Sarah. Now to go inform Dr. Brennan and Booth." He walked a few feet away and then turned back. "Dr. Brennan in her office?"

Sarah giggled, "Yeah, I think so."

He nodded and hurried off.

Brennan had immediately called Booth when she got the information from Hodgins and Sarah, and now, both of them were in the interrogation room, questioning Nick Cartman.

"Do you have any connection to Westernport?" Booth asked the man.

"Yeah, I live there," he nodded, with attitude. It was to be suspected if Vivian was telling the truth about him.

"What about Wesley Berry flowers?"

He shook his head, "Why the hell would I work in a flower shop? That's a girls job."

Booth was getting tired of this, "Do you know anyone who works there?"

"That girl, Vivian. She thinks she isn't girly enough because she can't get pregnant so she works at that place. If I was Cory, I would have dumped her ages ago."

If it wasn't the fact they heard the word pregnant they would have just passed it off as one of his insults. If Vivian couldn't become pregnant then...

"Come on Bones," he pulled her arm towards the door.

However, she resisted, "Wait. If you were Cory, why would you dump her?"

Nick laughed, "That guy is obsessed with kids! I'd consider it a surprise he hasn't dumped her for that reason alone."

Brennan's eyes narrowed at Nick and then she turned to Booth, "Let's go."

"So, who do you think it is?" Booth asked on the drive to Westernport. They had a warrant to search Cory and Vivian's home and unfortunately, this was a pretty long drive.

"If I had to choose, I would say Cory, if they both aren't involved," she replied. "Why?"

"Just making conversation. But why Cory?"

"Booth..."

He gave her a pleading gaze for a second before turning back to the road, "Come on, Bones. Please humor me."

She rolled her eyes. "Nick said he was obsessed with kids. If Vivian couldn't have kids, logically, Cory would leave her for someone who could have children."

"Vivian could be jealous about all her friends being pregnant and kidnapped them all."

"Why kidnap them if you're jealous? Hell, why would anyone kidnap their friends just for being pregnant."

He sighed, "You're right. Besides, I seriously doubt she is tough enough to beat Hodgins like someone did."

The two were silent once again. Fourty-five more minutes to go until they arrived.

"Do you think we'll find Angela?" Brennan asked softly.

Booth gave her a small smile. "Of course we'll find her! Hopefully we'll find Charlene too."

Eventually, they made it, however no one was home. Booth was just about to break down the door when Brennan lifted the mat and produced the key from underneath of it. Carefully and quietly, they made their way through the house. After a few minutes of wandering around the place, they heard a car pull up outside and Cory came inside. The group stared at each other in shock before Cory finally asked, "What are you doing here?

Booth showed him a warant, "It's a warant to search your place. See, we have evidence that links you and Vivian to the kidnapping of 4 girls."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Cory backed up. "We aren't involved in anything like that."

"Well, you have nothing to worry about then, right?" Brennan replied.

Just after she stepped on a squeaky floorboard, they heard a familiar voice scream, "Someone help us!"

Booth and Brennan whirled to face Cory who looked towards a door in fear. Brennan walked over towards the door and walked downstairs into the basement. Booth was about to put cuffs on Cory when he heard her scream his name.