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They were kissing. Rather passionately at that. On his bed. In his room. Alone. His lips were glued to her neck and his hands slid up her shirt. When suddenly, she pulled back.

"Booth." Brennan said very quietly. He looked at Brennan confused and embarrassed, he hadn't meant to push her too far, but they hadn't really discussed physical boundaries yet.

"I'm sorry Bones, I didn't mean to…" he apologized sheepishly. Angela's warning was whirling through his mind. Temperance Brennan is not just the type of girl you just have sex with.

"Booth I know you've had sex before, a lot. I'm just… I understand that sex is a healthy natural part of life, I just, I haven't… I've never…" Brennan stammered, blush rising to her cheeks. Booth chuckled to himself smiling.

"We don't need to have sex yet, if at all. We're just…" Booth trailed off though. Because what were they? There were so many unanswered, unsaid things between them.

"What are we Booth?" Brennan asked earnestly, her grey eyes widening.

"We're partners." Booth responded flatly. Partners. That was a good word. It was concrete, definite, safe. Brennan chuckled.

"I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" Her watch read 6:30 and she knew she needed to get home soon to make dinner. Booth nodded his head and he gave her a light kiss. She left his room and out of the house she walked, allowing Angela to walk in.

"I have to tell you something." Angela said seriously.

"Yes?" Booth started cautiously.

"I like someone." Booth started to laugh loudly. He couldn't help it, she reminded him so much of how she used to sound when she was in middle school.

"Oh really? And who would that be?" Booth paused for a second. "Which Gender would that be?" He teased lightly. She smacked him. It didn't actually hurt.

"Jack Hodgins," She whispered.

"You have the most odd taste, that's one of Bones' friends you know," Booth said.

"Speaking of the bone lady herself…" Angela teased. "She left?"

"Yes," Booth said, just the simple idea of it making him sad.

"You love her." Angela staed.

"No." Booth responded, but denying it hurt his heart. In truth he didn't know what he felt. He did care about her, more then he probably should have. It was almost December, their senior year was flying by. How could this have happened. He was leaving soon for the Army, she was going to go be a doctor somewhere. How could he have done this to himself? But he couldn't stay away.

"Anyway, I just wanted to warn you about Hodgins, he's coming over tomorrow. Good night, big guy." She waved and went to bed. Seeley barely slept that night.

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Where was she? She had not been here. He had waited for her at her locker like he always did and she did not show up. Her cell phone was on and she was not answering. She was not here. Temperance Brennan did not miss school ever. She had said "I'll see you tomorrow." She had planned to be here. And she wasn't. Booth didn't eat that day. And that was only the first day.

The second day she did not show up the bags under Booth eyes were enormous. He was furious at anyone who even looked in his direction. In order to blow off some steam and worry he had gone to the gym to work out. It had only ended in disaster when she had not answered her phone again. He had left her like forty voicemails. He did not sleep that night either.

The third day he cracked.

"Daisy," Booth said to the young girl he saw in the hallway. She look frightened by him but turned around anyway.

"Yes?" She responded timidly.

"Daisy, where is Brennan? Why hasn't she been in school?" Booth's voice broke with desperation.

"She's… she's not feeling well," Daisy answered, but she avoided eye contact, chewing on her lower lip. Booth almost laughed with sarcasm,

"If that were true she would have called me. Where is she Daisy, please I need to know, please?" Booth begged her. Daisy looked up at him her brown eyes wide with fear, and in that moment Booth understood what Daisy couldn't tell him. "Where is she? What did he do to her?" Daisy gulped.

"The trunk," She whispered and he nodded comprehending. He broke into a run as he slipped out of the school doors.

"Now just where do you think you are going Mr. Booth?" Mr. Goodman, the school principal asked.

"Home." Booth said hopping in his car and driving back to his house. He parked the car in his driveway and then looked around. He climbed into the Hills' yard and saw and old broken down camaro sitting in the drive way. Booth's heart was racing, his head was spinning, he walked towards the garage in the back and took a crow bar out of it. He wrenched it under and opened the trunk.

There she was. Her chest was rising and falling slowly. He picked her up and began to carry her. His eyes were filling with tears.

When he finally got to his house he kicked the door open and laid her on his bed. He ran to fetch her water and bread so that when she woke up he could take care of her.

"Booth?" Brennan murmured.

"Bones, bones, I'm right here. I'm right here," He clutched her body close to his.

"I broke a dish. I broke a dish, I'm so clumsy, but the water was so hot and the soap was so slippery." She sobbed a little. He held her tighter and gave her a sip of water. "How long was I in there?"

"Almost three full days," he looked at her, taking in every inch of her dirty face. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know. I'm so sorry it took me so long to get to you, I didn't know. I'm sorry." Booth was begging now, he was begging for her forgiveness.

"Thank you for saving me." She whispered. He kissed her on the forehead and let her close her eyes. In a peaceful sleep this time. Because she was in his arms, and no harm could come to her there.