A/N- Not exactly how I planned this chapter to go, but it's what came out when I sat down to write! I think there will be one or two more chapters, I'm not sure if I want to actually write the wedding or not. Let me know what you guys would like! Enjoy:)

Brennan worked through the day, barely coming up for air. She was so worried about Booth she found it hard to breathe, and was trying to distract herself. It wasn't working. He was off the grid, and couldn't contact her at all. She didn't even know where he was or who he was with.

Around 5pm, Angela walked into bone storage. "Hey sweetie, is everything ok? You've been working really hard and not taking any breaks."

For a moment, there was no response as Brennan continued moving some bones around. She finally looked up, giving a very forced smile. "Yes Ange, I'm fine. I'm just trying to get a lot done."

Angela didn't believe her for a second, and studied her friend intently, who'd already gone back to working.

"Is it Booth?" Her voice was soft, and she had already figured it had something to do with him.

That received a strong reaction. Brennan's head jerked up, eyes flaring. "He's ok... I think." She bit her lip, and Angela could tell she was fighting back tears.

She walked over to her, putting a hand on her arm. "Hey...hey. What's wrong with Booth?"

"I..." Brennan paused, not sure what to say. But given that Pelant was most certainly distracted, she decided she could at least give a very vague answer. "He's... working on a very dangerous case, and I haven't heard from him at all today. I just have to wait until he calls. I can't seem to stop worrying, even though I know it doesn't help." Suddenly the small tool she was holding became very interesting as she fiddled with it, not looking at Angela.

Giving a sympathetic smile, Angela answered, "It's perfectly normal to be worried, Bren. He's your..." she trailed off, having been about to say fiancé. But after the mess of several months ago, she didn't know what to call them. "…your lover. Your partner. If you weren't worried, I'd be worried about you. I'm sure he'll be fine. He's dealt with a lot of dangerous cases, and he knows what he's doing."

Nodding, Brennan gave a sad smile. "Yes. Of course, you're right." She didn't really believe that, given it was Pelant they were dealing with, but she couldn't say more without having to explain everything to Angela.

"I have to leave early to take Michael to the doctor, but if you need anything, give me a call, ok?"

"I will Angela. Thank you." Brennan struggled to keep herself together after having acknowledged the situation out loud. She looked down at the bones, trying to get back into work mode.

"Are you sure you'll be fine?" Angela asked again, clearly worried about her friend.

Forcing a smile, Brennan looked up. "Yeah. He'll call and then everything will be fine."

"All right. Bye sweetie." With a last concerned look towards Brennan, Angela turned and left.

"Bye," Brennan said quietly to the now-empty room. She determinedly started cataloging the bones, trying to put all thoughts off Booth away from her.

2 hours later, Brennan was still hard at work when the phone rang, piercing the silence. She jerked, and it felt like her heard stopped, and her throat constricted. She fumbled for a second before answering the call.

"Hello?" She barely managed to choke out.

"Bones? Bones." Booth's voice was rough and pained, but full of relief. She could hear a ton of noise in the background, so much so that it was hard to hear him.

"Booth! Are you ok? What happened? Where are you?" Brennan clutched the phone so tight her knuckles turned white.

"It's ok. I'm fine. He's gone, Bones. We're rid of him. He can't hurt us anymore. Bones." Her name ended on a sob.

Someone called his name in the background and Brennan could hear Booth mumbling a reply.

"I have to go and finish my statement. Go home and I'll come as quick as I can."

Tears filled her eyes and she could barely speak. "Are you sure you're safe?"

The phone crackled for a minute before his fuzzy answer came through. "I'm sure. I really have to go. I love you."

"I love you, too," she answered. The phone went dead and she slid to the ground, tears pouring out of her. Relief and everything else overwhelmed her. It almost felt too good to be true. Pelant gone, and their lives could finally really move on, and they could get back all the ground they'd lost.

After a minute though, she got to her feet. Booth might be a while yet, but she would be waiting for him. No matter how much he assured her he was fine, she had to see for herself as soon as possible.