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CHAPTER 12


Booth went to sit next to her as her eyes finally fluttered open and locked with his. Her eyes were full of panic and he instantly wished to calm her nerves. He allowed his fingers to move to her hair once more and stroked it gently. "Temperance, it's okay, calm down. Just breath for a minute okay?"

She sat up slowly, adrenaline now pumping through her veins. "What?" She looked down at herself, clad in his shirt. "What happened? I..." She looked at him trying desperately to remember.

"Bones, they mixed something with your antidote, something that made you pass out. Kenton… he umm..." Booth really didn't want to tell her, but knew he had to, so her mind didn't go somewhere it shouldn't. "He removed the nightgown, that's all, then they left you, unconscious in here. With me..." He whispered the last two words. He could tell her the rest but chose to keep it from her. She didn't need to know exactly how sick Kenton had become.

She put the pieces together and realized that Booth must have dressed her, a slight blush coming to her cheeks, she muttered. "Thank you...for the shirt...you know." She gave him an embarrassed smile.

"Hey Bones." He put his arm around her shoulder trying to bring her some comfort. "Don't worry about it. You would've done the same for me."

She sunk lightly into his embrace. "So... what are we going to do to get out of here?" She looked around the room before settling her gaze on him.

He cleared his throat before answering. "Well, there's something Epps is kinda making me do, don't worry about it, though. It's just something I need to do." He looked into her eyes seeing them full of confusion. "When I get back from that, we'll figure something out okay?"

"No Booth, not OK!!" She rose from the mattress and turned toward him, "What is he making you do? How is he making you do it? What does he have on you?" Fear flashed in her eyes. "Booth..." She then mouth a silent word, one that shot fear through Booth's veins. 'Parker?' The question was evident in her eyes, as was her fear for his son. He knew he had to let her know that wasn't it, quickly.

"No." He said simply, but before he could further explain, the door was opened once again and he saw Kenton standing there looking appraisingly at his partner.

Kenton took a step into the room towards Brennan, who was just out of Booth's reach since she had been pacing the room. "Nice to see you are finally awake Dr. Brennan." He whispered into her ear as she jerked away from him heading back towards Booth.

"Oh come on, now Dr. Brennan! Don't be like that!" He grabbed her wrist and pulled her back towards him, slamming her struggling body into his chest as he brought her arm up behind her back and held it firmly against her. Her face mere inches from his, she fought the urge to uncharacteristically spit in his face and she yelped in pain as her arm was throbbing from the quick motion.

"Now Dr. Brennan." His mouth moving to whisper in her ear. "You do know that agent Booth here will need that shirt back, don't you?" He glanced over her shoulder at a fuming Booth, giving him a satisfied grin and pulling her closer to him.

"Get your hands off her!" Booth yelled across the room, stepping as far as the chain would let him.

Brennan looked at Kenton, trying to decide if his meaning was sincere. "Booth can have it back as soon as I have something else to put on." She stated in a cold manner as she tried to struggle against him. Unable to escape his grasp, the struggle sent pain shooting up the arm that was twisted behind her back. She thought momentarily about kneeing him in the groin, but he quickly made to prevent that action by swinging her around to face Booth.

With his hands holding her arms behind her back, he began to move closer to Booth, yet stayed out of his reach. "I'm afraid that won't do, you see, Booth and I really must be going soon, and he can't very well enter the Jeffersonian in an undershirt." He was back to whispering in her ear and breathing in the scent of her hair.

Brennan stopped struggling. "The Jeffersonian?" She questioned, her eyes on Booth. She would have completely forgotten about Kenton, had he released her arms. Anger flooded her. "Why are you going to the Jeffersonian?" Never breaking eye contact with Booth.

"Bones please..." Booth began, however Kenton cut him off.

"Epps needs your boy here to get some evidence for him. He is simply obliging, can't really hold it against him, considering the alternative." At which point Kenton licked her cheek slowly, never removing his gaze from Booth.

Brennan jerked away. Finally able to escape his grasp, she wiped his saliva off her cheek, feeling disgusted, before setting her stride towards Booth. Fuming, she asked. "You are going to do WHAT?" She yelled at him, holding nothing back. "You are going to steal evidence!! Why??? What could he possibly have done to make that an okay thing to do?"

Kenton laughed heartily. "Oh...you didn't tell her Booth?"

Booth looked mortified at her. "I... I... just trust me Bones, can you do that? I really just need you to trust me on this one." His eyes pleaded with her. "I really HAVE to do this, the alternative is just... well…" He glanced at Kenton and lowered his voice to a whisper only she could hear. "It's unthinkable okay? If I have to steal some evidence to keep it from happening I will. Just please Bones, trust me."

Brennan saw the horror in his eyes as he pleaded with her. "Fine Booth!" Her whisper was equally quiet. "But evidence? Really?!? Can't you just umm...lie and tell him it's the real evidence or something?"

Epps entered the room and eyed them silently until Booth noticed him and looked over. "Well Agent Booth, your time is up, it is time to go." He then frowned at Kenton. "I thought I told you to ensure he was dressed properly? He can't very well go like that!"

Booth rushed to speak up before Kenton. "Epps, we'll have to stop by my place to get my access badge anyway, I'll change then. They would know something was up if I walked in wearing these clothes anyway. The squint squad has a knack for picking up on the details." Trying desperately to convince him to let Brennan keep the shirt.

Epps pondered this a moment, concluding Booth was right. He then approached Booth, handing him a small microphone device he recognized as a standard wire tap used by the FBI. "Put it on and let's go." He then placed a small speaker down next to the mattress.

Epps turned toward Booth and brought out the gun he had taken from him, back at Brennan's apartment. "Kenton, hold the good doctor down so that we can secure her in the shackle." His grin was merciless as he took in Booth's horrified expression.

Brennan quickly glanced at him. She felt her stomach drop at his horrified expression. What is he not telling me?

Kenton then approached Brennan and pushed her on the mattress, proceded to straddle her, pressing his body firmly against hers as he practically laid on top of her.

"Get the hell of off her, Kenton!"

Brennan gasped as the only response Booth got, was the fact that he pressed himself closer to her, tracing the outlines of her bra. As her hands came up to push him off, he grabbed both her wrists and pushed them onto the mattress, above her head.

Brennan tried to keep her cold mask in place but she knew that at least Booth would see through it. I just hope Epps and Kenton can't.

The horror in Booth's eyes only intensified when he saw Kenton immobilizing her. He could see the tension in her body, letting him know if push came to shove, she would fight right along with him.

It was the look in her eyes that made his horror grow. She was actually scared. This can never happen. I can never let this happen. I don't know if we can ever go on with our partnership if I fail to protect her. Fail to keep her safe. Booth was snapped out of his thoughts when Epps spoke up.

"Agent Booth, if you would be so kind… " He tossed the keys to the shackle in Booth's direction then proceeded to point to gun at him. "As to un-cuff your ankle and place the cuff on the lovely Dr. Brennan." His eyes flicked in her direction to see her struggling underneath Kenton.

"Yeah Booth, make sure I don't have to chase her." Kenton never took his eyes of off her struggling form as he rolled his hips into hers. At her disgusted look, Kenton leaned down further and brought his mouth to her ear as a harsh whisper crossed his lips. "Awe, come on be a good girl now, wouldn't want Epps to go shooting your partner would we?" He did not pull away from her at all, enjoying the feel of her underneath him.

He snatched the keys Epps had thrown at him of off the floor and uncuffed himself. With the cuff in his hands, he looked at Kenton and said: "Get of off her. She won't get up.'

"No can do Booth…" Kenton beamed at her. "Now do as your told, or I'll have to have a little more fun with this situation."

Brennan looked at him and he saw the fear and worry quickly flash in her eyes.

"Agent Booth, I suggest you stick to what I asked you to do, otherwise our deal may not prove to be as easily obtained, if you catch my drift. "Epps eyed Kenton and he could tell he was longing to do, what he promised Booth would not happen.

Epps his words were lost on him. But the look she gave him, forced him into action. He sat down next to her and as gently as he could, he put the cuff around her ankle. A gentle caress on her ankle before he closed it, was his silent apology.

After he had rendered her immobile and had decreased the chances of being able to protect herself by 50 %, he got up, put a hand on Kenton's shoulder and pulled him of off her body. Booth glanced at her face and was struck by the gratefulness and relief filling her eyes.

Kenton went to retaliate against Booth, when Epps caught his eye and gave him a fierce shake of his head. "Not the time Kenton. We wouldn't want our infiltrator to look too disheveled upon entering the Jeffersonian, would we? Perhaps you can have your fun with Agent Booth when you get back with my evidence." He smirked as Kenton stood his hands to his sides. "Now Agent Booth, Kenton, if you would follow me... we can get started on this escapade."


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