Hi all readers! Thank-you so much for the wonderful reviews that you guys keep sending; they always manage to bring a smile to my face. Here, is the next instalment and by the way, it truly surprised me to hear all your comments on Hannah's intentions. :P Thanks again and I really hope you enjoy this because it is my longest update yet!

~JesseniaRose~

Previously

"Afghanistan?" he dumbly reiterated. His thoughts ran rampant as he struggled to convince himself not to jump to conclusions. "When did he receive this injury in...Afghanistan?"

Hannah felt her face burn with a feeling that she couldn't yet identify, "When you were training the soldiers...

She heard the faint click of a lock being turned as she allowed herself to welcome the blackness that was surrounding the corners of her vision.

Her last thought was of the truly insane man on the other side of the door.

"Samuel Davids," Booth whispered. His whole body began to tense as he rapidly paced back and forth. How on earth had his sniper life style followed him home? If Brennan truly was in the hands of Davids then she could be dead all ready... Confusion filled his features as he stared at Hannah in true bafflement, "How are you friends with him? He is insane! And-and you didn't even think to mention to me that you were going to meet a man who I had dishonourably discharged?" His voice steadily began to rise to the surprise of those around him. He took a few, deep calming breaths as he remembered the last time he and Davids had been in each other's presence...

"Master Sergeant! We have a problem!" came the crackling voice of one of Booth's new soldiers.

Booth raised his communications device and replied, "Heading your way Private Sanders. Where are you?"

"North west of the training base..." More static. "Hurry! Private Davids' gone... He's gone insane!"

Booth felt a tiny bit of apprehension pass through him but ignored it as he took off towards Sander's location. Upon reaching the area, he began to appraise the situation from a little distance away. Davids was holding his rifle against a group of other soldiers. Surrounding the party of five there were possessions of civilian's scattered about. They had probably seen the rising action and had taken off, unwilling to get involved with the American's affairs. Booth felt an acute awareness of anger towards Davids. This fool hearty action was going to cause the civilians to lose trust in their abilities.

Allowing his gun to lead him closer to his friends and trainees, he shouted out, "Private Davids! Put down your weapon!" He felt the eyes of the other nervous soldiers turn to him as they cautiously began to back away from the shaking Davids. However, no sooner had they moved two feet, Samuel Davids raised his gun and shot one of them. Booth's eyes widened in surprise as he too raised his weapon and fired.

Davids let out a shriek of agony that was quickly combined with Sander's painful cries. Booth quickly addressed the rest of the soldiers to bring Private Sanders to the nearby infirmary. As they left, Booth approached Davids' unconscious figure and allowed his eyes to sweep over the pool of blood that spread across his calf. With of a shake of the head he bent down to check the wounded man's vitals only to be met with blinding pain as his head snaked back with the force of Davids blow.

With a new frenzy, the unhinged soldier leapt shakily to his feet and attacked Booth. Shocked at Davids' abruptness, Booth began to counter punches as he radioed in for back up; clearly Davids had a screw loose and wasn't going down without a fight.

In the end, it had taken five more highly trained soldiers to force him under control. Although, they could have easily killed him, no one wanted to partake in the outing of another fellow soldier, no matter the condition of his mind.

Booth sighed, it had been a mere couple days later that he had met Hannah and everything had seemed so great. He was moving on and had a girlfriend and Bones was off discovering what it meant to be human. But now everything felt like a lie and he couldn't help but wonder if his relationship with Hannah was really as it had seemed.

All of a sudden, he felt an uncontrollable urge to ask Hannah what had made her pursue a relationship with him. He didn't even remember voicing the question; he just saw Hannah's shocked, deer stuck in the headlights of an oncoming car look.

"Uh... Seeley... Is this really necessary? We already agreed to separate and..."

"No, Hannah, just tell me... "

"Well... Seeley... You-you saved my life." Her eyes darted about and Booth felt the crushing momentum of betrayal hurling towards him.

"Hannah, can we please just end things truthfully?" Booth practically begged. Guilt was quickly beginning to drown him as he realized that he had given up on Bones for a woman who wouldn't even tell him the truth of why she decided to take part in a relationship with him.

Slowly, a tear trickled down her face as she spoke, "I've always been friends with Sam...since we were children. I knew he was under your training even though I didn't know you at the time. After he had his uh... melt down and went home, I decided to investigate everyone who he had come in contact with, as a favour for him and his family. And I met you... And-and I truly did love you... So I dropped the story so we could actually have a chance to be together." She looked up at him as her eyes pleaded with him to understand.

"So let me understand this... You dated me in pursuit of a story?" His voice came out frosty and cold.

Hannah turned her head shamefully before replying, "I'm so so sorry Seeley... That was only at the beginning and I didn't want to tell you because I thought you would hate me but..."

Booth inhaled loudly before saying, "Thank-you for your honesty. However, for the future it would be most beneficial if you contacted me only with information involving Dr. Brennan's kidnapping. This would now be the appropriate time to leave. Thank-you again Ms. Burley and the FBI and myself will be in contact if we have any more questions."

Hannah looked closed to hysterics but solemnly nodded her head before exiting; she knew that there was no point in arguing especially after her latest revelations.

Booth let out the breath he had been holding before turning to meet the eyes of the stunned squints. "What?" he barked out. "I want to know everything involving Samuel Davids. I'll put the guys at the FBI on it but Bones has taught me to embrace your ways. So if you feel that you can provide more assistance, please do so. However, first I need Hodgins to accompany me to the spot where Bones was kidnapped."

With those final words he began to stride away before pausing and slamming his fist with a frightening force into the nearby wall. After a brief shake of the hand, he left the frozen squints and the defenceless wall in his wake.

Brennan woke to the sound of stillness. An uneasiness crept through her, everything was so quiet but so loud. She struggled to sit up but no sooner had she moved her head had the world tilted at a sickening pace. Her eyes stared at the ceiling as she began to test her range of movement. It appeared as though both legs and one arm were free. She flexed her captured wrist and yanked trying to rid herself of the bind.

It was then that she realized that she was laying on not the hard texture of the floor but the softness of what she assumed was a bed. Slowly she began to sit up to see that her theory was right. Swinging her legs off the bed she unsteadily began to inch her way over to the bars on the window.

A slow smile began to spread across her sore face as she moved closer to her goal. If only she could see what lay beyond the offending bars. It was then that the leverage of the rope that surrounded her arm pulled taunt as she felt the hair on her neck stand on edge. Shaking she turned her head to be met by the face of the madman that had taken her as he released a terrifying snigger of laughter.

Oh oh! What's going to happen next? I'd love to hear your thoughts and opinions on the chapter!

~JesseniaRose~