Booth walked towards the third warehouse that Bones and him were checking out by the marina. While Bones was looking in the second warehouse Booth had called Cullen to send out a team just to be safe in case Michael made a stupid move or was just plain there and Booth had to 'accidentally' shoot him.

They hadn't seen Michael in the first two warehouses while searching for Lucas.

"Booth I want to go in alone."

Oh man is my girlfriend crazy?

"What? No way in hell Bones. He could be inside there waiting and armed!" Booth said irritated with her suggestion.

"Booth, let me go in by myself. Just let Michael think he has me like he wanted. He'll just be angrier if he see you with me. You know that."

"Alright, you can go but I am as well. I won't follow you but I am going in and I wont back down from that. I'll stay unseen in back. However if I see him lay a hand on you or Lucas. He'll be a dead man walking and that's not a threat babe it's a promise." He said before pulling her close and kissing her softly.

"Just be careful."

She only nodded.

She had pulled away from him and they were now heading into the dark warehouse.

Booth slunk back to a darkened corner a foot or so away from the stair well they had just come down from. He squeezed her hand quickly before letting her continue on by herself.

He prayed she'd be okay.

Brennan saw a cage in the room. She moved closer to it. When she was close enough she could not believe what she was seeing.

"Mommy!" said Lucas weakly.

Her innocent five year old was looked to be injured already. Rage was coursing through her at the thought of anybody laying a hand on her son in an abusive way. She knew by now That Michael had scared and most likely hurt her son physically.

At that moment Brennan wanted to seriously kill Michael. She put a finger to her lips gently to get Luke to stay quiet while she got him out of that little prison.

After figuring the latch and door out she opened it as quickly and quietly as possible figuring the rusty metal would creak. Which it of course did, but not much thanks to the way she opened it. She pulled Lucas out, and removed the duct tape she was shocked to find he had around his small wrists. He whimpered as she took them off.

"shh Luke I know this hurts."

He simply nodding at his mother while holding back his tears.

She noticed his wrists were red and raw for the amount of hours the duct tape must have been on him. As soon as he was free he launched himself in his mother's arms and tears fell from both their eyes.

"I'm here Luke. You're going to be alright now."

"No Mommy! He's going to come back he always does."

As if on cue a tall, lean man walked up behind her. From the shadows, Booth's hands were balled into fists, and temper was barely being contained. I'll give her two more minutes…Booth thought trying hard not to race over to her.

"Michael?" Brennan asked when she turned around Lucas's hand firmly and pushing Lucas behind her back discreetly.

"Hi Tempe, I've been waiting for you." Said Michael smiling sickly.

To her the sound of his voice was like salt hitting an open wound, and she fought the urge to flinch from it.

She knew that he was armed because he was probably expecting Booth to be there with her. However she didn't know what kind of weapon he might have on him. If she were to guess she would say a gun in his jeans and a knife somewhere as well.

"I missed you Tempe. I knew you'd come back. I always knew you were joking about what you said back in Chicago."

Booth stood in the warehouse. He was now curious as to what she had said to Michael back in Chicago almost two years ago. He saw him push his son away from Bones and put a gun to her temple with a sly grin.

"Where is he Tempe?"

"I don't know, at work I would assume."

"Now you're lying to me? Okay I'll have to make you tell me then right?"

Next, Michael fist collided sharply with the left side of her face. Michael let her body drop to the cold concrete floor.

Booth had to fight himself from moving to her side at that moment. He was only being held back because his son was still in danger.

Lucas was grabbed by Michael on his injured arm and earning a cry of pain from the young boy.

"Agent Booth, why don't you come play hero. I'd still got your kid remember?"

Booth sighed. He had to come out now. His girlfriend was unconscious and they were both still in the line of fire by a crazed idiot aka Michael Stires.

What Booth saw horrified him. Bones lay motionless on the floor behind Michael and Lucas. Where He had left her after hitting her. Lucas was being held firmly in Michael grasp at gunpoint. He could see a bleeding gash on his son's arm. He also had a bruise forming over his right eye. The little boy with creative loving brown eyes now had a look of pain in defeat in them.