Diclaimer: I don't own Bones or the characters, but a girl can dream.
Author's note: Sorry i said i was going to update sooner, but lot of stuff happened. I'll probaly update every weekend now. I'd like to say thanks to all of you who have reviewed, but i do know this is on 20 people's alerts, so please review even if it's one word.
A million dollars or die!
Chapter 11-Body numbers 3&4
Booth lay awake that night. He couldn't sleep, because every time he tried to he heard Brennan screaming his name. And anyway he knew it a few hours he'd be getting a phone call saying another pile of bones had been found. Sure enough his phone began to ring, he answered it and again made his way to the FBI building. But this time there was no note with the body and no stomach and when he had asked Zack the cause of death it was different.
"The victim has again been sexual assaulted, she was then stabbed 3 times in the chest and probably set on fire while still alive." Booth was shocked, who could do this and enjoy it? He left the team after this to see what else they could find.
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The next morning the next pile of bones and the outcome was the same. She was sexual assaulted, stabbed 3 times in the chest before being burnt while still alive. Booth knew they were no closer to finding the women and Booth also knew that if they didn't find anything, Brennan would be dead in 6 hours. As he watched the squints examine the bones more his phone began to ring.
"Booth."
"Hello Seely, guess who?" Booth heard some wheezy laughing at the other end. "I guess your team are looking over my latest victim. They won't find anything, I don't leave clues."
"We'll find something."
"Doubtful and even if you do, it will take more than 6 hours to find. Think Seely in 6 hours time at 9, your partner Temperance will die."
"Let me talk to her."
"No, I don't think so. I'll just let you live with knowing whatever you want to tell her, was never told."
"Pleaseā¦"
"There's no point begging Seely it won't change my mind. Well I'll have to leave you and your team to your fool errant. Tootles." The phone once again went dead it Booth's hand.
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The day went on and time ticked by. Booth grew more and more worried with each minute. He looked at the tables holding the other women and worried that soon, Brennan would be joining them. Was there any point trying to find her, since it seemed hopeless? 'No, Booth!' he thought to himself 'Your going to find her, your just going to have to wait a bit longer.' He looked at the clock 7:30, 1 and a half hours left. He felt helpless, there was nothing he could do besides stand and wait for something to be found. I mean he had no idea how to find people with a bunch of pictures and bones. He had to admit he was just the guy with the gun, who went out and saved people or arrested them. But that was no help if he didn't know where the women were or who had taken them. He glanced at the clock again 5 more minutes had gone by. The Hodgins let out a triumphant yell. Booth ran to him.
"What is it?"
"I know where they are?"
"Where?"
"Well I was looking at the pictures, when I noticed a small picture near one of the women, so I enlarged it and it was the logo of a water plant. It's been shut down for years and it's underground." With that Booth ran off to his car and alerted the rest of the FBI as he made his way down.
