The Bodies in the Field
Author's Note: This chapter is for my step mom. She is a whore. I dislike her greatly. She is a negative influence on my daddy. She is the reason why my daddy is the way he is. In America, we speak American. I don't give a crap which country she is from, but if she's going to live here, and associate with me, she needs to know American. If I cannot study Spanish in my own home because it is a foreign language, then she cannot speak whatever the crap it is she speaks. Rules should be followed by everyone or no one at all. Too bad life doesn't work that way.
Okay a quick response to my loyal reviewers:
Queen Isabella: I wasn't really trying to make Cam a bitch, I was simply saying that she wasn't breaking protocol again. I actually like Cam, and I think she's a pretty cool chick.
Alphie13: Well, I am glad you do read and analyze my story, that makes me really happy. Please continue.
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Summary: Bodies are found buried under a high school football field. Catch is, there are dozens of them.
Mr. Looney entered the room again. The lights were on now and Brennan could see where she was. It was a basement. Cement walls and floors, she was tied to a couple of support beams. She wished she had a heavier jacket, or some long pants, it was cold in there.
"Roxanne, tell me you love me," Mr. Looney said, looking her in the eye.
"No. I don't love you," Brennan said, she wasn't going to play his games.
"Wrong answer," he slashed her arm with a pocket knife. "You've seen Annie, right?"
"No, I haven't."
"Are you lying to me?"
"No, I'm not. I've never even heard of Annie," Brennan admitted.
"Well, I think you're lying," he slashed her again, "But I will tell you about it. See, there's this nice orphanage lady, and whenever she enters the room, all the orphan girls must say I love you Ms. Hannigan. I want you to say I love you Mr. Looney every time I enter this room, or prepare for the consequences." Mr. Looney walked away and Brennan looked over at her arm. It hurt and was bleeding, but it wasn't too bad. The denim of her jacket was thick, so most of the cut went through the jacket, rather than her arm.
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"We got it. There's this old abandoned art supply store that went out of business a while ago. A man by the name of Joey Lankley paid in cash for the building. It's still abandoned, but he owns it," the squints were proud of their work, they had found the building.
"How sure are you?" Booth asked, pulling out his cell.
"About 95" Angela responded, hoping that was enough.
"Good enough, let's go," Booth called Cullens and told him where Brennan was. Brennan had been taken at school yesterday, so they didn't have much time if they were going to save her.
The store was at least an hour away, depending upon traffic, which made them all nervous, if it was wrong, that would be a waste of time. Booth sighed, it was all or nothing now.
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Mr. Looney returned again, this time with a steak knife.
"Do you like steak, Roxanne?" he asked, holding the knife up to the light.
"Occasionally, it isn't good every day."
"True, that is true. You know, if you would have agreed to eat lunch with me, you could have had steak, baked potatoes, salad, soup, anything you wanted. Hungry yet?" he asked, turning the knife around.
"Nope. I usually don't eat. Too busy, forget about food," Brennan admitted, thinking off all the times Booth had pried her away from her work to get food, and if she wouldn't leave, he'd bring it to her.
"What are you thinking about," Mr. Looney asked.
"Nothing, just how nice it'd be when you get thrown in jail," Brennan said.
"They probably only reported you missing a few hours ago, Roxanne. The police are still getting the story down. By the time they find you, I'll be long gone. It's a nice thought though," Mr. Looney said.
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Booth drove down the street, it was all pretty much abandoned, no wonder no one noticed that he was running his operation from over here. He pulled up by the building and stopped, waiting for the rest of the men to arrive. He got out of his car and looked around the building, it did look abandoned. This caused him to look at his watch, time was running out. He wanted extra time, since the squints started the argument over when each of the victims were killed. Sara insisted that it was from the time they were taken, Zack insisted that it was the time when the missing persons report was filed.
The cars drove up and all the men got out, surrounding the building, finding the best way to go in.
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Mr. Looney was playing with the knife. A bleeding girl was a turn-on for him, so random cuts were fun, the weakened his prey. He was beginning to slash Brennan, the arms mostly, and a couple times on both legs. The major cutting would be done after the fact.
"Why… are you doing this?" Brennan asked.
"I have a need that needs to be filled, and you are going to fill that need," he said, beginning his task, marveling at his catch one last time.
The door burst down and in walked Booth, gun drawn, "F.B.I. Drop the weapon," he said, aiming the gun at Mr. Looney.
Mr. Looney spun around, "Tony? What the hell? Halloween isn't for another couple of months. You know you can get arrested for impersonating a police officer." Mr. Looney walked over and punched him in the face, "You know you're not supposed to interrupt adult business."
"Oooh, perfect, Joe Looney you are under arrest for the murders of" Booth listen all the identified names, "the kidnapping of Dr. Temperance Brennan and assaulting a police officer. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford one, one will be provided for you free of charge. Should you waive these rights all testimony is admissible in court," Booth felt good putting the cuffs around the creepy man and arresting him, then handing him off to another officer and rushing over to Brennan. He untied her and carefully got her down.
"Are you okay? Can you walk?" Booth asked, still holding her in his arms.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Brennan said, then noticed the extent of one of the cuts in her leg, "Maybe not."
"We need to get you a doctor, fast," Booth said, picking her up and carrying her out, she only protested a little bit.
"I knew you'd save me," Brennan said, seeing the sunlight when they got outside.
"How? You knew we didn't have a clue where he was."
"Because, Booth, that's what you do, you save me, because you love me," Brennan looked into his eyes and saw them soften.
"I thought you thought that love is irrational."
"But you don't."
"Point taken. Of course I love you Temperance" then he whispered her middle name in her ear, "Brennan."
"Hey! How do you know that?"
"I'm F.B.I. I know lots of things about you." Brennan thought about hitting him, but instead kissed him. Booth returned the kiss, it was quick though, they were ushered into an ambulance to take Brennan to the hospital.
Okay, review time again. I didn't kill Brennan. Happy now? I had Booth save her, and they kissed. Tell me how much you love me. Basically, up next will be interrogating Looney, which will include all the body names because I need them to go with picutres of I.D.ed victims. Yeah, but don't worry, there will be a sequel. I've already started a little on it, so yeah. Review. I love reviews. They make me happy and a happy me writes a lot and gives you more chapters. So, review! Okay, that's enough begging, I'm out. Review!
