Hodgins arrived at the house not long after he had been informed that they were going to need his help on a case. Temperance was eager to get started, meeting him out on the front porch, she stepped down the steps just as he got out of his car. She handed him a pair of gloves and walked toward the car. "What's going on, Doctor B?" He asked, taking the latex gloves she offered him, she nodded toward the car.

"This is Jared Booth's car." She said, turning to see Hodgins' surprised look, his eyebrows raised. "He was here last night, briefly, but then disappeared. Booth wants us to see if we can figure out what kind of trouble he was in, where he has been, where he might be going based on any clues in the car." She took a deep breath and watched Hodgins nod. Then she just said it. "Angela and Booth are inside with Jared's five year old son. He abandoned him here with us before he disappeared. We're going to see if we can get any information from him regarding where they have been, or people that Jared has been in contact with."

"Is he okay?"

"He appears to be in good health, though he was in need of a bath and some food last night. He doesn't appear to have been abused, or neglected." Temperance nodded.

"Man, that sucks." Hodgins said, glancing to the car. "So this is his car, huh?"

"Yes. We're going to take an inventory of everything inside, and do some tests on the contents. Perhaps we'll be able to map out what was going through Jared's mind when he left last night."

"My guess is nothing." Hodgins said under his breath. He glanced to Temperance and noticed that she seemed to be listening and he grinned sheepishly. "Got it." He said, putting the latex gloves on, he walked toward the car. "Let's get started."

Angela sat on the couch watching the three children play together, their interaction seemed natural and not strained by the newcomer in the home, and Seeley seemed to be fitting in well with the two younger children. She looked up when Booth walked into the room, and gave him a sad smile. "Hodgins is here." He said, noticing that JV looked up immediately.

"Daddy is here?" He asked, standing up straight, his eyes were smiling as if asking permission.

"He's outside with Auntie Bones." Angela said, taking his hand before he took off for the door. "They're working, baby."

"Why?" He asked, glancing to Booth. "Why?"

"Why not?" Booth asked as he stood up, JV gave him a scrutinizing look and Booth lifted an eyebrow. The little boy's lip curled to a mischievous grin, and he turned back to go play with Grace. He looked to Angela, and she had a humored smile on his face. "What was I supposed to tell him?"

"Nothing." She said, laughing lightly as she stood up as well. "We should probably get started. You know how Bren and Hodgins work."

"Quickly." Booth nodded. "Seeley?" Booth said, watching the boy's eyes look up and meet his. "Angela wants to talk to you about a couple of things, why don't you come over here and talk with us?"

"No thank you." Seeley said, turning back around, he continued to play.

Booth glanced to Angela. "At least he was polite about it." She shrugged. "Seeley, sweetheart…" Angela said, noticing that the little boy just continued to play, though she could tell that he was listening. "Your Uncle…" She said, looking up at Booth, she gave him a look, not knowing what to call Booth, he shrugged. "Your uncle wants me to draw a picture of your daddy, and some of his friends so we can ask around to see if we can find him." She said softly, noting the boy's play was a little slower, he was thinking about what she was saying. "If we want to find your daddy, we're going to need your help." She said.

Seeley turned his head and looked to Angela, his eyes were wide, filled with sadness despite the fact that he was playing. "Daddy loves me. Tempe will take care of me until daddy comes back." He said, his words sounding more like a script than the words of a five year old. "Daddy loves me." He mumbled.

"Of course your daddy loves you," she said. "He just wants you to be safe. He knew that Tempe was a very nice person, and that she'd take very good care of you. Do you want me to help you find your daddy?"

The boy nodded solemnly, and glanced to Booth, the look he gave him was quite wary, as if he didn't quite trust him. There were times that he felt comfortable, but others when he would remember his father's warning, and with the intensity in Booth's eyes, he couldn't tell if he should feel safe or frightened. Angela held her hand out to him, and he carefully stood up and took her hand. He looked to Booth and clung to her just a little more, and she flashed him a glance of apology.

"It's fine." Booth said, "I'll keep an eye on the trouble twosome." He said with a smile of sincerity, as he made himself comfortable on the couch. It didn't take a moment, before both JV and Grace were in his lap, book in hand.

Angela walked with Seeley toward the kitchen, and pulled out a chair for him to climb up into. She smiled as he sat down, and he looked nervous. "Are you okay?" She asked. He nodded his head. "Are you scared?" She asked, and he nodded again, leaning his chin on his arms on the table, he watched Angela walk to the long drawer near the wall, and pulled out several sheets of paper. She then pulled out some colored pencils. "It's a good thing that I know where Gracie and Toni keep their drawing stuff, huh?" She said with a friendly smile as she sat down beside him.

She set a paper in front of Seeley, and one in front of herself, and handed him the colored pencils. "We can draw at the same time, okay?" She said, watching him nod.

The two of them sat and talked, and Angela started with a simple sketch of Jared, based on what she knew about Booth's brother, and the little boy's memories, she was able to draw a fairly accurate likeness for the boy. The more the picture formed, the more talkative he became, describing what his daddy's eyes looked like, and meekly offering her drawing advice as he drew his own picture. After a little while, she slipped her paper closer to him, and he nodded.

"That's daddy." He said, his eyes focusing on the picture for a moment, Angela noticed that he was starting to get upset.

"Hey…" Angela said softly. "We're going to find him, buddy."

"No." He shook his head. "The bad man is going to get him. I don't know where daddy is, I can't help him… and now the bad man is going to get him." He said, as tears started rolling down his cheeks, his lip trembled.

"Oh, baby…" Angela said, reaching out for the little boy, he allowed her to lift him into her arms as he started to cry into her shoulder. The door opened, and Booth poked his head in the room.

"Is he…?"

"He's okay." She said, rubbing the boy's back , he continued to cry.

"He doesn't look okay." Booth said, and Angela glared at him.

"Just go."

"Hey, is that the little boy?" Grace said, looking into the room between her father's legs, she could see Seeley crying against Angela.

"Why is he crying?" JV asked, also between Booth's legs, the two kids started crawling into the room.

"Not so fast, you two." Booth said, grabbing both of them by the waist of their pants, he lifted them into the air as they both let out a squealing giggle.

Seeley looked up to see the two children hanging by their pants and let out a little bit of a giggle through his tears. "I'm getting somewhere." Angela said, pleased with Booth's nod, he gave Seeley a half smile.

"You're in good hands, little man." Booth said, carting the other two out by their pants, he turned and left the room with the two giggling little ones.

A/N A few housekeeping notes...

1. This fic has some direction... bear with me.

2. Midnight Train is in the process of being looked at and written as is Running on Empty.

3. Reviews/Comments are appreciated

4. Thnx4thegum and myself have started a new (Bones) fic together called "Just Partners" under the screen name Thnx4thecatspjs ... check it out!