Author's Note: So again it has been a while. If no one tells me that they are enjoying my story, I will not be motivated to continue. I do want to finish this, though, so I will. It just might not be very fast. Now, some action really starts. I hope you guys enjoy. And you should tell me about it.

Chapter 11: The Beginning

Brennan got out of Booth's car and dragged her bag out with her. The flap fell open and her cell phone fell out. She reached down to pick it up automatically. When she had shoved it back into her bag and stood back up she could see a figure running through the parking lot towards them. At first she assumed that it was her neighbor that always takes an evening jog. She was just about to call out a greeting when she realized that the runner was not doing a relaxed jog but rather a quick sprint across the parking lot. She vaguely heard Booth call her name but she ignored him. Then she saw the thing in the runner's hands. She did not know what it was but she could tell that it was nothing good. Instead of calling out a greeting, she called out a warning, "Booth, look out!"

Unfortunately she realized she was too late because even with the figure's hesitation, Booth did not react fast enough; he was still partially sprawled across the seat. Brennan automatically dropped her bag and ran around the car to protect Booth. She was too late to keep him from getting zapped but managed to distract and shorten the length of time the stun gun was held against Booth. She then tried to put herself between their assailant and Booth. She kicked her foot out and the figure lost his hold on his stun gun. Out of the corner of her eye Brennan could see Booth on the ground. He looked to be bleeding from a small wound on his head. It looked like he hit his head on the edge of the car when he fell.

Brennan again kicked out and the figure, which Brennan deduced to be a man, but he caught her foot and pushed her back. She fell hard on the ground. The man stood above her. She kicked her foot out a third time and caught him just below his knee, causing him to drop to the ground next to her.

Brennan scrambled to her knees and punched her assailant in the stomach. He moved away and she only got a glancing blow in. Brennan did not seem to be doing very well in deciding what where to hit and when. She kept glancing at Booth and around the area, hoping that someone would come along and help her out.

Her assailant reached for her hair but missed as she ducked away from him. Next time he reached out it was to hit. He got her on the eye and her head jerked back. The man got his bearings and reached for her hair again. This time he got a hold. He banged her head on the ground hard. Once. Twice. Three times, before Brennan felt him let up. Booth had regained consciousness briefly and weakly kicked the man off of Brennan before lying back down on the ground. Brennan could see that he tried to stay awake but it was just too much for him. Booth did not kick him very hard, only enough to push him off balance, but it was enough.

Brennan shook her head in hopes of clearing it. It only made it worse and for a second she thought she was going to pass out. She managed to stand only to find her assailant dragging himself up also. She knew that he would try and run so she threw herself at him. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that this was the Gravedigger and that letting him go would be very bad.

They both went down and the man landed right on Brennan's left arm causing her to gasp in pain. This time the man got up and grabbed the stun gun and ran. Brennan's vision was blurred and all she could do was crawl over to Booth. She sat down next to him and looked down at him. His eyes were closed and there was blood seeping from the wound in his head.

She searched his pockets for his cell phone, too tired and weak to walk around the car to get her own. She dialed the only number she could think of in her muddled state.

"Hello?" Angela's voice came through the phone.

"Ange . . ." said Brennan. She was quickly losing her grip on consciousness.

Angela could hear Brennan's strain. "Brennan? Brennan!? Are you okay? Where are you?"

"In front of my . . . my apartment," said Brennan. Brennan could vaguely hear Angela demanding that Hodgins turn around, but could not seem to focus on exactly what she was saying.

"Brennan? I need you to stay with me. Where is Booth?"

Brennan blinked several times, knowing that she had to stay alert. "Stun . . . gun."

"Oh my god! Brennan? Is he still there?" Angela asked getting more panicked as the conversation went on.

"No. I . . . fought," Brennan gasped.

"Brennan stick with me. We're almost there. Five minutes. Hold on for five minutes," Angela said frantically.

"I . . . will. Ange . . ."

There was a pause and Brennan could hear Angela telling Hodgins to go faster. Suddenly Angela came back on, "Brennan? Are you still with me?"

"Yeah," Brennan said. She was not sure how much longer she could hold on. Blackness was surrounding her. She still felt like she needed to watch over Booth so she reached out and placed a hand protectively on Booth's shoulder. She whispered, "Booth . . ."

Brennan's senses were dulling. A car turned into the parking lot and for a second Brennan was afraid that her assailant was back. At least until she recognized what Booth called Hodgins' 'toy car.' Angela, Zach, and Hodgins ran from the car to where Brennan was waiting. Seeing them Brennan dropped the cell phone without even bothering to end the call.

"Brennan!" Angela called, "What happened?"

"Someone attacked us," Brennan said breathlessly.

"We just called the police. They are on their way," said Hodgins.

Brennan nodded and started to close her eyes. She stayed alert long enough until someone came to watch for her. She felt safe and that her job was done. Now all she wanted was to sleep. She started leaning to one side but Angela and Hodgins reached out and held her up. Angela said, "Brennan, you have to stay awake!"

Brennan opened her eyes again. She looked up at Angela, Hodgins, and Zach, who were all looking down at her worriedly. She decided she needed to do something to stay awake so she started to tell them what happened, "I think it was . . . the . . . Gravedigger. He used a . . . stun gun on . . . Booth. I fought . . . him."

"Good job, you did good, Brennan, you did good," said Angela pulling her close. Hodgins was checking on Booth. Zach was just standing there. He seemed a little lost. Brennan looked up at him. Neither really had anything to say that was not completely awkward.

Then everyone heard the sirens. Hodgins stood and went out from behind Booth's SUV and into the open to show the cops exactly where they were. First came a police cruiser. An ambulance soon followed. Booth was taken first. A second ambulance came shortly after Booth's left. Brennan got that one. She was never really lucid after she told Angela what happened, but she successfully stayed awake for Angela.

Not five minutes after Brennan left Cullen showed up, quickly followed by Cam. Angela, Hodgins, and Zach told their story four different times before being allowed to go to the hospital to check on their friends. Cam and Cullen followed them.

When they did make it to the hospital, they were told that there was no lasting damage and that both Brennan and Booth were out for the night. Cullen and Cam both left to inform other administrative people. Angela demanded to see them and only after the words 'multimillionaire,' 'donation,' and 'FBI' were thrown around did the nurse finally allow it. Angela and Hodgins then asked for Booth and Brennan to be in the same room and after some more coercion they managed it. Angela slept in a chair. Zach was laid out on an empty hospital bed in the room. Hodgins however could not sleep. He could not help but feel that this was only the beginning.

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