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A million dollars or die!
Chapter 7- Are we more than partners?
Bones stared into the darkness. 'How much longer am I going to be here?' she wondered. She was thinking about whether the FBI had received the ransom note and the pictures. The memory of the flash of the camera came back, the bright light after being in the dark so long had not been welcome. She wondered how Angela was copying with her disappearance and whether she knew about her being in this hell- hole yet. She thought about Zack and Hodgins too and how they were feeling. Then she came to something what about Booth? She didn't know if he was back of holiday yet or if he even knew if she had gone missing at that. But for some reason she was more bothered about Booth than anyone else. 'But why? They were just partners, weren't they?' Brennan already knew that answer, there just seemed to be something there. What she couldn't figure out all she knew was that they were more than just partners. As she thought over her relationship with Booth, the light flickered on. She blinked as her eyes got used to the light. But then her heart began to beat faster. She knew what that light meant it meant one of them was about to die. Once again their kidnapper stepped in the room. He was smiling profusely, she knew that he was enjoying this. He carried in his hand a large rusty key, which she knew was for the chains that held them. He walked towards the woman furthest away from Brennan on her right side. He unlocked her and she fell to the floor. She didn't even have the energy to lift herself from the floor never mind run. The man bent down to the floor and lifted her from the ground and carried her from the room. As he carried her from the room, Brennan noticed her making feeble attempts of escape, but they were so weak the man didn't even notice. As the door closed behind the man Brennan thought of all the bones she had studied, she didn't want to be one of them. She wasn't ready to die. Again the light went off leaving Brennan to think about if this was to be her final resting place and if she would ever see daylight again.
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A few hours before at the Jeffersonian
Booth ran his fingers through his hair. He had just arrived back at the Jeffersonian after being at the FBI building. He ran into the lab and asked to no one in particular
"Have you got anything?" his voice bounced back to him from the walls of the Jeffersonian, he hadn't meant to shout, but he needed information and he needed it now. At the sound of Booth's voice Zack flinched, Hodgins however stood up.
"Booth. We still do not have anything, just like we did when you left."
"Then look harder there has to be something."
"There is nothing there, I tell you. I could look at this note and pictures for 3 days and I would still find nothing. So back off!" Hodgins turned his back to Booth and continued to examine the note. Booth ran his fingers through his hair. It wasn't just the fact that there was going to be a woman murdered. It was the fact that he had Brennan and he could have done anything to her. He needed her back, if it was any other woman he wouldn't be as worried. There was just something about Brennan, he just didn't know what yet. Maybe they were more than just partners?
