Sorry I forgot I hadn't updated again! This chapter is longer and maybe a slight bit confusing, but you will understand in the next chapter. Enjoy!

"Bones, they think they know where Bailey is. They think Lucy's clue meant the museum of art and science round the corner," Booth told his partner as he entered her office. She looked up and smiled weakly. She was sat at her desk with paper spread all over it and her hair hung scruffily over her face. She was tired and she had every right to be.

"It's not dark yet, there's no point until later," she sighed. He had the feeling she had given up hope, which wasn't like her. She would usually do everything in her power to get justice.

"We'll find her, Temperance."

"Don't call me Temperance."

"That's a new one. Why not?"

"Because the only time you ever call me Temperance is when something's wrong and I don't want to think about any of this now," she explained, leaning back in her chair. He walked over and shoved some papers aside on her desk before sitting down. He reached for her hand, but she pulled it away.

"Booth, I just want you to pretend nothing's wrong until tonight. I want to be normal again; I want to be how I used to be before all this happened. I don't want to be weak and emotional. I don't want to be vulnerable, I want to be strong again," she struggled to hold back her tears.

"Bones, you are strong. If anything you're stronger now, so stay strong. She wanted you to feel this way," he sympathised. She looked up to the ceiling, hoping he wouldn't notice she was crying. "Interesting ceiling huh, Bones?" he laughed. She gave him a genuine smile and wiped her tears away. A phone ringing broke the silence. "Booth," he answered it, "yes. Thank you, bye." She raised her eyebrows expectantly. "Joey says the reason that Lucy took Bailey was that she had a still birth. She told him that Bailey was the closest thing she had to her own child and that it didn't matter what he thought because they would never be seen again anyway," he explained, slamming his phone onto the table.

"Are you sure you want to be here, Bones?" Booth asked his partner as he pulled his gun out of its holster. She nodded gently and stared off into the distance. The museum was silent and appeared to be empty, but the darkness made it feel like someone was watching them.

"Are you absolutely certain this is what Lucy's clue meant?" she whispered.

"Look, Bones. There is a Da Vinci painting under the stars."

"But this doesn't feel right. I don't think she meant here," she replied, looking round the room. Booth just rolled his eyes.

"Well, where do you think she is?" he asked sharply. She shrugged and went back to her thoughts. "Bones, do you want a coffee?" he said, turning with his cup in his hand. He obviously hadn't realised she was stood so close as he spilt some of the liquid on her.

"Booth, I am going to kill you later," she muttered, wiping down her top. She spent a few moments doing this, before she noticed something.

"Something wrong, Bones?"

"Yeah, we're in the wrong place."

"Well, you aren't really helping by constantly telling me that."

"Booth, look at my badge."

"Yeah, nice badge, but I still don't think your helping."

"Whatever, Booth. You can stay here all night if you like, but I'm going to get my daughter," she nearly shouted through the building as she made her way towards the car park.

Five minutes later Brennan pulled up outside the Jeffersonian, smiling as she recognised a car by the door. She managed to get into the lab through a back door and stayed hidden behind one of the office doors as she looked round. Through the darkness she could see a woman standing on the platform, staring at the main entrance. "She'll be here soon and then you'll never have to see her again," Lucy said to the bundle on the examination table. She walked down the steps and headed over to Brennan's office. Without thinking, Brennan launched herself at Lucy, knocking her onto the floor.

"Did you seriously think I would use the main entrance?" she asked, putting her foot on the woman's throat.

"It took you a while to get here. How did you figure it out?"

"The medico-legal symbol is the Vitruvian man or Da Vinci's friend as you put it. And of course there's the skylight."

"So you thought you'd come and take my baby from me?" Lucy asked with a sadistic smirk. Brennan pushed her foot down harder on her throat.

"Your baby died and I'm sorry about that, but Bailey is mine. And there's no way I'm going to let you have her."

"I don't see daddy here backing you up. A friend of mine will be here soon to pick us up. You can take your revenge on me or take Bailey," she laughed. The scientist bent down and gave her the hardest slap she could. She was about to slap her again when she heard footsteps. "We're in here, Cam. I think my baby needs to be taken away from this awful woman," she shouted. They both watched the spot where the footsteps were coming from, until a figure emerged from the shadows.

"She's not your baby, Lucy," Booth smirked as he made his way over to them. He turned Lucy over and clicked a pair of handcuffs on her before lifting her to her feet. "Bones, I think our baby needs you," he smiled. Brennan ran over to the examination table, where Bailey lay crying. She picked up her child and held her close.

"You won't be able to live with yourself after this. You're just one of those good girls," Lucy shouted. Her usually neat blonde hair was scraggily and fell in front of her eyes. Brennan smiled and walked over. She stabbed her heel sharply into Lucy's toe.

"Good girls are just bad girls who don't get caught," she whispered. Booth laughed as their captive screamed from the pain.

I don't know whether I liked that one or not, but I'll try my hardest to make the next one better. Please review and tell me what you think!