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She noticed a huge dark shape not too far ahead of her. She swam as quickly as she possibly could to the shape. There was another shape beside her, but she saw the light brown hair and knew it was Dr. Brennan. Sarah focused on the shape in front of her and saving Julie.

Seconds felt like minutes as Sarah's lungs began to burn from lack of oxygen. 'Must get air.' 'But Julie needs air more than I do!' Sarah swam next to a rock and used it to push off for a quick burst of speed. With the speed, she managed to grab a hold of the swimmer's ankle. She tried her hardest to pull to the surface, but he was too strong, and he was pulling her farther down into the ocean. He had breathing gear, he could probably stay underwater for a couple hours, but Sarah was dangerously close to passing out. She felt someone else pulling on her arm just as she started seeing the dots, 'Must have air now!' With the second person pulling, they started moving toward the surface. The man tried to break free but Brennan managed to grab a hold of him too and pulled.

Everyone was in shock. The seconds seemed to be minutes. It wasn't until they saw Brennan's head come above water did everyone rush over to them. A second after her was Sarah, then the diver, and then an unconscious, maybe dead, Julie. Luckily for the diver, Booth was the one to reach the group first and immediately dragged the man onto shore, where he grabbed his handcuffs out of his pants pocket. Goodman was livid, Sarah and Brennan were coughing up water, Julie was laid out on a towel, where Booth was about to perform CPR as he left the diver in Goodman's care, and Angela called 911. Everyone else was in shock.

They all breathed out a sigh of relief when Julie finally started coughing. Less than a minute later a few ambulances arrived. When Booth was sure Julie was going to be fine, he finally turned his attention to the diver. Sarah was curious too about this man and went over to him with Booth. When the mask was taken off, Sarah stepped back in horror.

Booth, also almost freaked at who was in front of him. This man was the same man Sarah had fought two weeks ago in that apartment building, however, Sarah knew this man from somewhere else. This man was Tristan's closest, most trusted friend, Jared Pound. Not only was this man completely involved in the case of Leanne's death, he also had somehow managed to escape from prison.

--One hour later: FBI Interrogating room—

"I'll ask you this one more time," Booth's fist slammed on the table. "How did you escape?"

Jared just stared defiantly at Booth and refused to answer. Sarah, Brennan, and Cullen watched from behind the one way mirror.

"He's not getting anywhere with him," Cullen sighed. There obviously was a reason this man was a trusted friend of a murderer, and apparently he was going to keep that standing.

"Let me go in," Sarah begged softly.

It was the tenth time she had asked that and of course Cullen's answer was the same, "Sarah, you are ten years old, and you want to go in that room with an attempted murderer? My answer remains a no."

She walked defiantly in front of him. "I know him better than any of your agents, Mr. Cullen. I think he could be a good guy. He just can't do anything good with Tristan around. Maybe if he knew Tristan wasn't here and I was asking the questions with this guy, I probably could get much needed information out of him. Besides, I can have Booth in there to keep me safe."

Sarah knew Cullen was going to not let her in there no matter how much she begged, but now she was determined. She ran out of the room and into the interrogation room. Booth and Jared looked up when she entered, and she could easily imagine Cullen cursing in the monitor room.

Jared smiled and said his first words all day long, "Well, well, well. It's nice to see you again Sarah."

"Likewise," Sarah took a seat in front of him and flashed him a smile. "You are finally getting your chance to talk to me, after all these years. No Tristan, and as long as you don't think of hurting me, no guns or fists in your face."

He laughed and leaned forward, "So, what do you want to know?"

Booth stared at the interaction in shock, "Wait a second. I sat here yelling for the past 15 minutes, and got no word out of him, but yet, Sarah walks in and she gets him to talk before she does. And she's acting friendly towards him!"

Cullen burst through the door and asked, "What the hell do you think you are doing Miss Summers?"

"Getting answers!" she yelled. "Back off now or I won't be able to get any. I want this over with as much as you do!"

She sighed when both men shut up but stayed just a foot behind her. She knew she was going to just have to deal with it.

"Alright, now why don't you just start off at the beginning," she said.

"Figured," he rolled his eyes. His expression sobered when he started his story. "Fifteen years ago, my wife and I had broken up. His first woman he targeted was her. We had a five year old daughter who stayed in her custody. He became her boyfriend by the end of the week and but the start of the next week, I found out she was dead. I went after him, but he had my daughter. He said if I wanted her to live, then I would have to do anything and everything he said.

"I would do everything to keep her alive. He really liked torturing women. After an extremely close call involving one of his women almost escaping to a family member of hers, he threatened to kill her if I didn't kill their family members before he actually picked them up. I had to make it look as if it was a completely natural death so there would be no investigations. The one thing I always fought against was killing those with kids. There was no way I would have been able to do it."

"So am I correct in saying you killed my mother's family?" Sarah asked.

He nodded, "Your family was probably the hardest to kill." He pulled something out of his back pocket and Booth looked ready to jump at him, but when he showed a folded up photo, he relaxed some. Sarah took it and saw herself, Booth and Brennan on that first day they all met.

Booth almost went into pissed mode when he heard what Jared said next. "I was told to kill all three of you on sight, including you Sarah. Tristan was pretty mad when you managed to escape him after murdering your mom. He went even crazier after I failed to kill the woman and you at that old apartment complex."

Remembering that day, Sarah quickly asked, "What happened to the family in that apartment I fought you in? You didn't kill them, did you?"

He gave her a small smile, "No, I didn't. They weren't home."

Sarah sighed in relief and told him, "Continue."

"There is a place were Tristan can stay hidden at your house. The entrance happens to be right by the cellar door. He often watched you there when you thought he was out. That's why I always mean to you. Do you remember that journal you found a year ago, Sarah?" At her nod, he continued, "In that journal is everything you need to know about Tristan's past. It is still where you found it, and I suggest you get it. He isn't there, as he knows that the FBI are still going over the place and he needs to be able to get in and out of a place without being caught."

Sarah stood at the information and was about to walk back out when Booth grabbed her arm, "He still hasn't told us how he escaped from jail."

"Booth, add two and two together." He was still confused. "Tristan. Tristan broke him out, and will probably do it again."

When she still wasn't let go of, she told Booth, "He's done with his story, Booth. He won't say another word."

He sighed and they walked out. Soon, Booth, Brennan and Sarah were back at Sarah's house and immediately they walked into her parent's room. She stood on the bed and pulled off the vent and grabbed the book that was behind it.

Sarah opened it and after skimming the first page she said, "This is it."

They knew the place still wasn't completely safe yet so they decided to go back to the Jeffersonian. On the way there, Sarah read the journal, but it became painfully clear exactly why this book was everything to this case.

"Jared was right. This book has everything about Tristan's past. All the names of the women he killed, the places they were murdered, and then the rest is all his ramblings of why he does what he does. It's practically a full blown confession."

Booth and Brennan glanced at the other in pure horror. "How many names are in that book?"

Sarah went over every page, counting in her head. "61 are dead and there is another 14 that could be alive."