(AN: thanks to reviewers nertooold54, and mezzo187! thanks a lot. as promised, here is the next part. read and review!)
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The Hit on the Anthropologist: Part 5
Booth glared out the windshield of his SUV. He pulled alongside the other FBI vehicles and pulled out his gun, joining the ranks of agents preparing to enter the motel. Hacker came up beside him.
"Agent Booth, you're going to wait out here with the reinforcements," he said.
Booth turned to his boss. "What?"
"We need to catch this guy."
"This guy put a hit on Bones!" Booth shouted.
"Which is exactly why you shouldn't be here," Hacker replied. "I don't want to suspend you, Booth, but if you disobey me I won't hesitate to. If you want Temperance safe we need this guy alive."
Booth lowered his gun.
"Good." Hacker turned to a group other agents, giving them the command to search the motel.
Max was just coming to when FBI agents kicked in the door. A couple of them helped him up while the rest searched the room. Max was taken out and set in the back of an SUV for questioning.
"They're gone," Max told them. "They took Patience with them."
Booth heard Max and rushed over. "Max? What are you doing here?"
"Tempe's going crazy looking for Patience. I didn't get here in time. That guy, Mark's his name, took her away."
"Where?" Booth growled.
"I don't know. They knocked me out before I could hear. Patience was out cold too. Booth, you have to find her. Temperance would never forgive herself if she lost Patience."
Hacker jogged over to Booth. "Everyone's gone. Booth, why don't you go back to see Temperance? Take Max with you. We're done for the day. I'm sending everyone home until we get another lead."
Booth nodded. "Keep me updated. I want to know everything, Hacker."
"You will."
Booth looked back to Max. "Is Bones alright?"
"When I left she was a little on the edge, but otherwise fine. We're all just worried about Patience."
Mark tightened the ropes binding Patience to the chair. She stirred slightly at the tightening around her chest.
"I can't breath!" she wheezed.
"Good," Mark snapped. "Maybe next time you'll think before trying to run off again."
Patience opened her eyes. "So you're gonna suffocate me?"
"Stop complaining!"
"Where are we?"
"That's none of your business," Mark told her.
"Yes it is! Untie me!"
"I don't think so."
"Why are you doing this?"
He leaned down, his face inches from hers. "Because you're mine!"
"No, I'm not!"
He slapped his hand across her face. "You'll learn."
"You said you weren't going to make me one of them! I'm not a whore!"
"I never said I was sharing you." He smirked.
Patience's eyes widened, but she raised her chin and glared evenly back at him.
Brennan slammed the pen and folder down, startling both Angela and Hodgins. They looked curiously at their friend.
"Sweetie? What's wrong?" Angela asked.
"It's asking for copies of Patience's health records, and school records. I don't have those. Either will the agency. They lost her files."
"The school would have copies."
Brennan relaxed slightly at the thought of that. "I feel as if I'm a horrible person by not knowing anything about my daughter. I don't know her allergies, or GPA, or anything but her name and date of birth."
"Bren, you haven't seen her in over a decade. How were you supposed to know these things?"
"It's illogical for me to know, but I feel as if I should automatically know."
Cam's phone went off and she walked out of the room.
"I'm a horrible mother," Brennan continued.
"That's not true," Angela argued. "Sweetie, you haven't had a chance. Give it time."
"I've known my daughter less than a week, and she's already in danger because of me."
"It's not your fault someone put a hit on you, Dr. B," Hodgins said.
Cam's phone went off. "Dr. Saroyan….did you find-" She cast a hesitant glance at Brennan. "Okay, see you in a few." She ended the call. "That was Booth. They were too late. Mark Donner and his followers got away."
"Patience?" Brennan asked.
"No sign of her. Booth said he's almost here, and Max is right behind him."
Patience leaned the chair back slightly. She was able to blow bursts of air towards the curtains, allowing her to see out. Noting that Mark was out of the room, Patience reached for his phone. She typed in a number, and a message then hit send. She set the phone down, knocking the lamp off in the process. One of Mark's guards rushed in.
"What are you doing?" he shouted.
"Nothing!" Patience lied.
He caught sight of the phone. "When Mark hears about this-"
"When Mark hears about what?" Mark interrupted.
Patience avoided his eyes.
"She was trying to get your phone. Most likely to call the feds."
"Get out, Lee," Mark said.
The guard opened his mouth to protest, but walked out, closing the door behind him. Mark stepped towards Patience.
"You don't really think you'd get away do you?"
"I wasn't trying to call the FBI," Patience said.
"Don't lie to me!"
"I'm not! For god's sake, Mark. You need help."
His hand collided with the side of her face. "Shut up!" He picked up his phone. "You don't seem to realize, when they arrest me and the other girls here, you'll be taken too."
"I will not! I'm not like you, and I'm not like them. I've done nothing wrong!"
"And your friends at the FBI aren't gonna care about that. If we fall, so do you."
"Dr. Brennan will help me. She's trying to fix things. She'll believe that I'm innocent! If not, Mr. Keenan will convince her!"
He chuckled and roughly kissed her lips. "For a girl genius, you're not very smart."
"Funny, I was thinking you were dumb one."
He once again raised his hand, slamming it against her face.
Hannah wandered through the hospital ward, finally finding the room she was looking for. She went in. Brennan turned from Cam to see her new visitor.
"Hi, Temperance," Hannah said, setting the flowers by the window. "How are you?"
"I am fine, Hannah," Brennan replied. "And I see you brought a gift, as you claim is customary when visiting someone in the hospital."
Hannah smiled. "Yeah, Booth mentioned you liked daffodils. I thought you'd need some cheering up."
"Thank you."
Max was the next person to enter the room. "Hey, Tempe," he said guiltily.
"Dad, what happened to you?" Brennan asked, noting the man's bloodied clothing, and bruised face.
"Mark has Patience. I…I tried, but I made everything worse. The FBI was farther behind than I thought. He got away, and he took Patience with him. I'm sorry. He's got his own body guards."
"We don't know he has Patience."
"I saw her."
"Is she alright?"
"She's not there by choice, Tempe. She was unconscious when I saw her. But she was alive."
Booth walked in, seeing his girlfriend and immediately going to her side. "We'll catch Mark Donner, Bones. Don't worry."
"Booth, it's not Mark I want you to find," Brennan snapped angrily.
The others in the room looked to her in surprise.
"I need to get out of here. I have to find her myself."
"Temperance, why is this girl so important to you?" Hannah asked. "I don't understand."
Brennan glanced hesitantly at Booth. "I'm trying to…adopt her."
Hannah's eyes widened. "That's great. How old is she?"
"Fourteen."
"Oh, so she's a teenager?"
"Yes."
"Well, I think you'll be a very good mother."
"I have no maternal experience. And I am obviously not a good mother if I put her in danger."
"Well, Parker adores you, so I'm sure this girl will too."
Brennan looked away as her phone went off. She picked it up in confusion, knowing anyone who would message her was standing in her room now. She hit open and read the message.
Warehouse 5, by the river.
Across from a burned down
restaurant. Mark's entire gang
is here. They have guns.
PCB
"I think I know where Patience is," Brennan said looking up at the others.
(yay! there is hope! reviews will save Patience! and make updates come faster! (meaning i'll write more and the sooner i write more the sooner we say 'goodbye hannah' and our partners will finally be together (whether it happens that way on the show or not i haven't decided) Okay, i'm shutting up. Please Review!)
