I just can't stop writing! Ha, Ill probably finish this tonight... JK. heres the next chap and i dont own Bones. REVIEW
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Booth sighed in frustration. He was staring at the expanse of abandoned warehouses. Dammit Bones. Where are you? Booth almost growled. Then his cell phone rang.
"Booth"
"Don't respond to my voice if you want Tempie to live. I can tell you where she is, but unfortunately I can't help anymore than that. If I went in there, she would surely die."
"Max?" Booth asked in disbelief. "How did you get this number?"
"Don't you think I know who is speed dial 1 on my daughter's phone? You underestimate me, Agent Booth. Now, we can't waste anymore time, she is already severely hypothermic, and even worse, I think she recognized me. She is at--"
"Wait-- you've seen her? Is she alright? Who is her kidnapper? Where is she?" Booth asked frantically, now pacing back and forth.
"Stop pacing." Max said.
That shocked Booth to no end. "Where are you?" he hissed.
"That is of no importance. Walk through the door strait ahead of you, take the first left, then a right. She is in the meat locker. The key is above the door frame. Watch out though. The man has a gun in his back jeans pocket and one at his ankle. She loves you." He said bluntly.
"I know."
"Do you love her? Because if you ever hurt her I won't hesitate to hunt you down and kill you, FBI or not." Max threatened. Booth believed every word.
"I do love her. You have my word."
"Good. Then you have my blessing. Go get your girl, Booth."
He didn't need to be told twice.
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Brennan slowly came to. A man was standing over her, holding a large butcher's knife. She bit back a whimper. She would NOT show weakness.
"What do you want with me?" Bones asked.
"You. You took my daughter from me. She was burried in our special place, and you took her." he said menicingly. "I even let you write your own ransom note. Not that they are going to find you alive. You took Maria from me, I will take you from your FBI boyfriend." He laughed menicingly. "But I'm going to have some fun with you first..."
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Booth grabbed his Kevlar vest, strapped it on, pulled his gun from its holder and ran through the door Max had told him about. Ignoring the shouts of 'BOOTH!' in the background coming from his boss and confused team, he took a left and froze when he heard her shout.
"YOU TOUCH ME YOU SICK BASTARD AND I WILL BREAK EVERY BONE IN YOUR BODY." Booth doubled his efforts, and lowered his shoulder into the door of the meat locker. It bounced off the wall, and revealed a sickening scene to Booth.
Brennan was chained up, a cut on her head still bleeding . Her lips were blue, and she was shivering. She was glaring but Booth saw right through that. She was terrified. When she looked up and saw him, relief washed through her. Booth...
"FREEZE! FBI!" Booth yelled. The man stopped his hand on its downward stroke, knife halting in midair.
"YOU!? HOW DID YOU FIND ME?!" he shrieked.
"Step away from my Bones. Now." Booth said V.E.R.Y slowly and clearly, gun raised.
"No. No. No no no no no. You took her from me." Angel chose this moment to run into the room, barking. "Fang?" he asked all of a sudden shocked. "Where did you get my dog?!" He yelled.
"YOUR dog?" Booth was now very confused.
"Yes MY DOG. Fang, attack him dammit!" he was paniking now. Lowering the knife again, he made to finish off Brennan. Both Angel and Booth reacted at the same time. An angry snarl and a gunshot was heard by the men outside. Cullen rushed inside.
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