The Same Face

A/N: Okay, I'm steering away from BB and giving you what I promised. HA. Also, I know that Epps is dead, but I started writing this before that so he's still alive…unfortunately.

Disclaimer: Still not mine.

Previously:

"Kathleen Davis?" asked Epps. "I haven't heard of her. But I do know that woman." He nodded towards the drawing. "That is Kathleen Montenegro." He looked at the pair. "Is she a friend of yours?"

"More like an acquaintance," said Booth. "But we have it from her sister that you shot Kathleen in the arm, about two years ago." Brennan flipped the page in Angela's sketchbook. "And Kathleen was shot in the arm right before her skull was bashed in with a tire iron."

"Oh was that Kristin who told you that?" Epps asked. "You do know that they aren't really sisters, right? Yes I remember that shot. But I didn't kill her."

"Why should we believe you?" said Brennan.

"Why, Dr Brennan," said Epps, feigning surprise. "I thought you were intelligent." Epps looked at Booth and Brennan. "For one thing, how could I have kidnapped her if I was five years old?"

Chapter 7: Conversation of Comfort

As Angela walked into the lab, the first thing she noticed was a curly haired head bent over a microscope. Jack Hodgins looked up and turned to Zack.

"Zack have you got anything for me?" he asked. Zack opened his mouth to answer, but was interrupted by Angela.

"Hey Bug Man," she said. "Hey Zack."

"Hey Angela," said Hodgins, his blue eyes gazing into her brown ones.

"Hi Angela," said Zack, before returning to his response to Hodgins. "I checked all our beetles from the two locations where Kathleen definitely was and found nothing."

"Then check the beetles from the route most likely taken," Hodgins told the younger male. Zack nodded and left. "So…," started Hodgins.

"So…what?" asked Angela. She smiled as she sat down on a stool.

"So how'd it go with the Dynamic Duo and Kathleen's adopted sister?" asked Hodgins. Angela's eyes lit up.

"She's just like me! Pretty much, anyways," said Angela excitedly. "She could instantly see the sexual tension between Booth and Bren."

"Well I know of some sexual tension, just like theirs, that even you have failed to notice fully," said Hodgins.

"Ohhhh is it between Zack and that red-head in the museum?" asked Angela. "I thought it would go further than –" Hodgins silenced her with a finger on her lips.

"It has nothing to do with Zack," he whispered, leaning closer to Angela. "I know you know that there's tension between us but, for once, I've seen all of the tension before you." Hodgins leaned in closer and closer until their lips were almost touching. Angela closed the distance and lost her fingers in Hodgins' curls. She felt his fingers tangle themselves in her hair. However, oxygen is necessary for life and they had to break apart. Their foreheads remained together.

"Wow," said Angela. Hodgins grinned.

"I hate to say 'I told you so'," he said, "but, I told you so." Angela laughed.

"That's not fair," she complained. "You didn't let me finish my story."

"Oh, sorry," apologized Hodgins. "Do continue."

"So, anyways," started Angela, jumping right back into her story, "Kristy described what had happened the day Kathleen was shot. Then she described the man who shot her. I drew him and guess who it was?"

"Ummm…Howard Epps?" guessed Hodgins.

"How'd you know?" asked Angela.

"Lucky guess. And he's really the only criminal that we would all know the face of."

"True," said Angela. "So Booth and Bren went to 'talk' to him and they dropped me off at the lab." She shivered.

"Cold?" asked Hodgins. He wrapped his arms around her.

"No, I'm not cold," said Angela softly. Her brown eyes held tears that threatened to fall. She looked into Hodgins' blue eyes. "I'm scared." Hodgins tightened his grip on her.

"Don't be scared Ange," he told her. "I'm right here. I won't leave you."

"Bren's the one who paranoid of people leaving her, not me," she laughed. "But I don't want you to leave." They sat in silence for a few moments before Angela broke it. "Hey Hodgins?" she asked.

"Yeah?" replied Hodgins.

"Can I stay at your place tonight?" Angela asked.

"Yes, but on one condition." Angela looked confused.

"Okay, what?" she asked him. Hodgins pulled his keys out of his pocket and took his second house key off the ring.

"You move in with me," he said holding the key out to her. She gasped. "You may think that this is too rash, too unexpected, too fast, too –" Angela stopped him with a finger on his lips.

"You're right," she said. "It's unexpected, but I like that surprise." She took her hand away from his mouth and took out her keys. She took the key that Hodgins still had in his hand. "And yes. I will move in with you." She slid the key onto her key ring. Then she kissed him again before standing up.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"To find the gun that shot my sister," she replied while pulling on her lab coat. She picked up the humerus bone and carried it to her office.

A/N: There you go. Hope that satisfied any HA fans reading this. But don't get me wrong. There's more where that came from. :)