Angela Montenegro sat quietly in her office, the photograph on the victim in her hands, a young beautiful woman who basically had her whole life before her but was now dead. Her body violated and her child stolen from her womb. Angela wasn't looking at the picture; she had a frown across her forehead and was deep in thought. She couldn't believe no one had come to the same conclusion as her.

Brennan was next.

Angela had gone over every inch of the case, reading some twice. Whoever this person was, they where qualified, knew what they where doing. A doctor obviously, but why would a doctor want to kill a woman and steal her baby? Surely it would have been easier for them to go to the maternity ward and just steal one that way. Unless, they no longer practiced or had been fired, Angela was choosing the last option.

She sat up and put the picture on the coffee table next to her cup of very cold coffee and un-eaten lunch. If she didn't have enough evidence no one was going to believe her, especially not Brennan.

Brennan is pregnant, that's good evidence. She told herself.

She is having twins, why try and get one when you can get 2 instead.

The thoughts swirled in Angela's head. It didn't matter if she didn't have evidence, she needed to tell Booth.

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Booth looked into Angela's eyes, the worry was etched on her face and the concern was evident in her eyes. He had his hands on his hips and was gnawing on his lower lip. He had left Brennan sleeping not 30 minutes ago and now here he was being told that she could possibly be next, not that he hadn't thought it himself already but Brennan was too strong minded and strong willed. She did what she want, when she wanted.

"Why would a doctor need a baby?" Booth asked.

"Perhaps she can't have her own. Maybe it's a guy and his wife is so depressed because she can't have one. It doesn't matter really. What matters is someone was evidently in your house, and didn't steal anything."

"Burglars usually steal things." Zach said.

Booth shot him a look and Zach went back to doing whatever he had been doing.

"Brennan did say he looked well dressed, not like the usual bums that would break into someone's house."

Angela nodded, she want Booth to drive over there right this second. Not be stood talking to her about it.

"I'll call her instead. I don't want her panicking and getting restless."

Angela rolled her eyes.

Booth came back a few seconds later; she's not answering her cell or the landline. I'm going over, you coming?"

Angela smiled and jogged after Booth, it was about time she was in on some action.

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Booth unlocked the door, his gun drawn and Angela safely out of harms way. When he knew the place was clear he gestured to Angela that it was safe to come in.

"Wow, you didn't do much cleaning up did you?"

Booth shook his head and went to the kitchen first; he then remembered why she hadn't answered her phone.

"This was pointless." He told Angela.

"What?"

"She won't answer the phone because it's probably turned off; she has a scan today at the clinic, the last one before the babies get here."

Angela raised her eyebrows.

"So…why aren't you with her?"

Booth opened his mouth to reply but then let out a sigh instead.

"I completely forget. I guess she has done too though because she always reminds me about 6 times in a day usually about a week before"

She smiled; she knew Brennan was excited and scared at the same time about having babies. She was worried she wasn't going to be a good mother, that her job might make her kids get bullied at school or something else that was silly but only Brennan could think of.

Angela shook her head; Booth was looking at her with a perplexed expression on his face.

"Why do women do that?" he asked.

"What?"

"Zone out and then have little smiles on their faces when they join the real world. What do you women think about?"

"Stuff men wouldn't understand."

They both smiled and Angela's cell phone rang in her jacket pocket.

"Oh crap, it's Cam."

She pressed the ignore button and turned her phone off.

"Ok, you can make the excuse as to why I'm not in work. Think about it in the car on the way back."

"Just say Brennan was in trouble" Booth told her.

"That's an excuse, that's an everyday scenario when Brennan is around"

They both laughed and Booth locked up the house.

Little did they know, Brennan wasn't at the clinic. She hadn't made her appointment earlier that afternoon, she hadn't done anything but sleep.

And when she woke up, she hadn't been in her own bed or her own house. Instead she had been drugged, tied up and put in the boot of someone's car. Which is where she was still was when Angela and Booth left. Literally just across the street where her kidnapper was parked and was watching them, making sure they didn't suspect anything.

And they didn't. Not until later that evening.

To Be Continued…

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A/N – Ok it's a little delayed. Wasn't quite a week but almost! BUT…its here and you've read it so please R&R.

It could save Brennan if you do… lol