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Chapter Eight:
"The Final Countdown"
Part One
He knew about psychotic people. He had studied them, and observed them. But, there had always been a barrier of some kind: There was always a barrier. It was required. The insane are caged like animals and observed closely behind glass. But this guy had defied the odds, not only was he free, roaming around, he was nearby watching them, observing them. The thought of it made him squirm with uneasiness. "Why am I doing this?" Sweets thought to himself. "Why am I here in this car with a woman crazy enough to rip someone's head off." Yet, he had always admired his associates at the Jeffersonian. They were good intentioned people who were driven by correct principles and values. Even with all their quirks and differences in personality ultimately they all wanted the same thing: to keep the world safe from bad guys. Somewhat like the Justice League; but with Science, dead people, crack humor, and some harmless flirting. The blaring of horns brought Sweets back to reality. "Oh come on!" Angela yelled, hammering the horn. "It's green! Go. Go. Go. Green means go. Gooooooo! " "Ange, calm down." Hodgins urged. "How did you figure out that it was Lorenzo anyway?" Cam asked grabbing tightly onto the passenger handle to maintain her balance. Angela stepped on the gas. "He just seemed to have left at the perfect time. I thought it was a little weird when he left in such a hurry. And, he had access to the tapes. He also would be one of the only ones capable of using Colin" Angela said. "What do you mean using Colin?" Cam questioned. "Well, when Brennan and Booth went to go get Colin they found him beat up, almost dead. They were carrying him out on a stretcher and taking him to the hospital" Angela explained. "So what are you saying? Lorenzo beat him up? Why?" Hodgins asked. "I don't really know, but Fisher was helping him! Maybe he just wanted to play murder mystery." Angela said sarcastically "Who knows?" "No I don't think so." Sweets said "It doesn't fit." "What do you mean?" Cam inquired. "Remember the phone call about his mother?" Sweets asked. "Yes." Cam answered. "He didn't want to go. He didn't want to hurt us he wanted to save us." Sweets explained. "And Lorenzo called him telling him what would happened to his mother if he didn't cooperate." Angela said. "Yes, Colin wanted to stay to help us, though he knew what would happen to his mother, and himself." Sweets answered. "Why did Colin help him in the first place then?" Hodgins wondered. "He probably felt like he had to, if Lorenzo was threatening to hurt his mother." Sweets continued. "So Fisher was the one who broke into the Angelator and uploaded all the files." Hodgins concluded. "While Lorenzo changed the video" Cam interjected. "Then he made the Angelator, and switched it backwards. That's why he came back the second time. He wanted to check to see if he made the skull right!" Angela said. "Resulting in logging on twice." Cam added. "He also was the one who took the pictures of Brennan, to do the 3D rendering." Angela proclaimed "With the help of Lorenzo." "He also used CSEFX, the movie company his father worked at, to make the skull and the bomb." Cam said. "While Lorenzo switched the video." "Why did Fisher do this? He could have just told us!" Angela asked. "Fear, and love for his mother." Sweets concluded. Angela stopped the car at a gas station. The gas station was empty with the exception of the teller inside. The remaining letters on flickering fluorescent sign of the gas station's light was the only real light in the dark gray night.
Jail cells, glass partitions, television monitors, or an incredibly tough bodyguard watching.
"Angela, we don't have time for gas." Cam observed. "We are meeting Brennan and Booth here." Angela whispered. "Why are you whispering?" Sweets asked. "You see that house over there?" Angela pointed to a yellow rundown house across the street. "That's Lorenzo's house." "Where in the world are they?" Cam asked. "I don't know, they just called and told me to meet them here!" Angela explained. "Do you know if they have slushies here?" Hodgins joked. The group turned and stared at him. Showing that they were not in the mood for joking. "Just joking…trying to lighten the mood here." Hodgins announced raising his hands in a defensive position. There was a knock at the passenger side window. The group jumped up. Booth and Temperance stood by the door, signaling for them to come out. Angela rolled the window down. "Good…gr…you scared me!" Angela said trying to mustered a fake smile. Cam leaned forward from her position in the back seat. "Booth." Cam greeted. "It's a relief to see you." "Sorry….backup is on the way, but I still need you guys to help guard the house so he doesn't escape. Angela, I need you and Hodgins to help guard the back door. Sweets help guard the left side. Cam, you take the right. Bones and I will guard the front." Booth instructed. "Booth we can't go in there or even by there without any weapons." Cam said firmly. "Here," Booth said reaching down to his right ankle retrieving a gun. Temperance grabbed a squeegee out of the bucket next to the gas pump. "I want a weapon too." She said, shooting a reproving glance in Booth's direction. "And we all know what you think about me having a gun." "I get the gun this time. Sweet!" Hodgins smiled as he took the gun from Booth. That's only because you are guarding the back door. Where's Angela?" Booth asked. "Here." Angela said popping the hood of her car. She grabbed a bat from the trunk. "Cam do you want one?" she asked. "What is she now, a mobster?" Booth queried. "I'll make him an offer he can't refuse." Angela quoted as she walked back over to the team. The group snickered, but Temperance confused. "What is so funny?" Temperance asked. "It's a quote from the movie 'The Godfather'." Angela answered. "Here you go Sweets?" Angela handed him a crowbar and a bat to Cam. Booth looked at them amused. "What?" Angela asked. "We'd better go Booth." Cam stated. They moved quickly and quietly to their assigned spots, ever vigilant of Booth's hand gestures. Booth and Temperance had just reached their places when they heard rattling noises from inside the house. "Booth listen!" Temperance said. Booth opened the door quietly and stepped, gun first, into the dwelling. Temperance followed. With guns cocked and ready they looked inside the dark, dimly lit house trying to avoid making any unnecessary noise on the squeaking old floor. "Something isn't right!" Temperance whispered as Booth held back a small cough.
"And there is a car outside!" Sweets whispered.
A few minuets earlier…
Angela anxiously slapped her bat in her hand making a continuous rhythmic sound. She glanced at the others.
Hodgins was kicking the ground next to the home sending sand, and small rocks into the air, and watching them fall on the dead yellow grass.
Sweets was studying the withered old house while scraping some old rusty white paint off of the corner of the wall and flicking it off with his index finger.
Cam stood with stiff shoulders deep in thought, trying to keep quiet, but wasn't succeeding as she wanted to since her foot was tapping unceasingly.
Angela tried to calm down the situation by making small talk "What was your first pet, Cam?" She whispered quietly.
"I had a small dog named Kahuna. Feisty little fellow, but I loved him to bits." Cam laughed quietly causing a smile to come to her face.
"I had a black cat named Scalliwag." Hodgins murmured.
"You had a cat? I always thought of you as bug person." Angela questioned.
"My mom hated bugs and told me that I could never bring a live one into the house."
"So you never got to have a pet bug?" Sweets asked.
"No. I just killed them and mounted them on the wall. My mom got mad at me one time, but I just shrugged my shoulders and said, 'You never said anything about having dead ones in the house!' I was also a smart Alec, but I got to keep my collection! That was a plus."
The group laughed quietly.
"What kind of pet did you have?" Cam asked Sweets.
"An ant farm. I liked to study them!" Sweets stated.
"That's a shocker." Hodgins added.
"Not as much as your bugs!" Sweets spat back.
Angela and Cam smiled at the comment when the group heard a rustling in the house.
"What's that?" Sweets asked.
They listened closer. Then they heard a faint scream coming from the direction of one of the back rooms.
"He has someone with him!" Cam said.
Angela opened the back door, and walked in the house. She held tight to her bat so it would not bump the raggedy screen door.
"Angela, what are you doing?" Hodgins whispered.
TO BE CONTINUED...
