Author's Note: Hi there! I know, I know I promised this would be up sooner, but I accidently went on holiday, and then yesterday when I was going to update and only be a little late with this chapter my internet decided it would be a funny trick to go and die. Well, I'm here now, so you forgive me right? I'm not sure if I'm 100% happy with this chapter, so please, let me know what you think. Are you ready for the thank-yous-for-reviewings now? Yep that's right, I'm going to be a good girl and write htem all up, coz I really do appreciate all of you guys, your the best. TravelingSue, nertooold54, athenebrita, MechEngrGirl, boothandbones4ever, The Truth's Lie, DD2, Minideschanel, ripmaflrp, PercyzBookworm, Magnis, NinjaWriter1234, obsesseeofHP, roxdgomama, Jazmine Cullen, BlueTigress, chymom thank you all, and as always a massive thank you and a big hug to HannahMustGo, for being so completely awesome and always being able to give me confidence in my writing. Thanks also to everyone who alerted/favourited. Love you all!
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Disclaimer: Okay, so I don't own Bones, but can any of us really own something, man? I mean, it's all relative, right?
Brennan's hand's flapped in the folds of her skirt as she tried to loosen the ties around her wrists.
"You won't get out," a woman spoke from the shadows.
"Who are you anyway?" Brennan asked as she pushed at the binds on her wrists with her bound feet.
"Don't you recognise me?"
Brennan gave up trying to push the bindings off and started to try ans snap them by pulling her arms rapidly apart, "No, should I?"
"We've known each other for about five years," she said. "We used to eat at the same time next to the vending machine, we talked."
"What's your name?" Brennan extended her previous question.
"Catherine," she told her.
"Where am I?" Brennan looked around, scanning her surroundings.
"Uh uh," Catherine shook a pudgy finger. "If you somehow manage to escape you could tell your friends where you are. Or you could find your way back to the Jeffersonian."
"Where not far from there are we?" Brennan asked, taking a quick look at her watch. "I only arrived at the Jeffersonian at ten o'clock. That was two hours ago, and I was there for at least twenty minutes. You gave me something to knock me out, but I don't feel too drowsy, so I can't have been out long, so it won't have been such a strong drug, which means I can only have been unconscious for half an hour, an hour tops. We'd been driving for half an hour before I can't remember anything, and I'm sure the car was slowing to a stop then, though it could easily be a traffic light.. However, I could easily and rationally take an intuitive leap and say that we're still in DC."
"Very deductive, Doctor Brennan," Kulluya smiled. "We are still in DC, but I won't tell you where."
"Doesn't matter," Brennan shrugged it off, tugging once more at her bindings.
"Why not?" Kulluya frowned at her.
"Because," Brennan looked up. "Whether you tell me where I am or not, Booth will find me."
Hacker, Booth and Cam were sitting in Cam's office, still not willing to leave the Jeffersonian, as it was the crime scene.
"Why would this Kulluya person want to kidnap and kill all those women and their babies?" Hacker asked, cutting to the chase.
"I remember that Kulluya has come to me, I think on three occasions," Cam paused to check on her computer. "Yeah, three times, to request maternity leave. All three times she has miscarried, and had to withdraw it. If I had to take a guess, I'd say she has a faulty reproductive system."
"That must be why she's killing them," Booth said. "She can't have children, so no-one can."
"Okay, is there anywhere we know of that Kulluya might take Brennan?" Hacker asked.
"I'll go and ask some of the people in the Egyptology department," Booth stood up. "Cam? You going to come with me?"
Cam nodded and followed him.
Hodgins was in his office desperately trying to identify a speck of dirt he found near where Brennan went missing, hoping it was from the shoes of her kidnapper and could tell them where she was when Zack found him.
"Hodgins?"
Hodgins looked up, "Hey Zack, what's got you looking so down in the dumps?"
"Nobody's listening to me," Zack whined. "I found an anomaly, and I know Doctor Brennan would think it was important, but no-one will let me show them it."
"Well come on Zack," Hodgins stood up. "While these samples are running you can show me this anomaly."
Zack grinned and led the way. They climbed up to the platform and went to the fourth victim Zack lifted up the hand and pointed at something. Hodgins leaned down and looked at it.
"What is that Zack?"
Zack reached for it with a gloved hand and pulled out a crumpled bit of paper. Hodgins held out his hand for it. Zack obliged
Hodgins spread out and looked at the paper, "Zack, why'd you call this an anomaly?"
"Because it was abnormal," Zack shrugged. "Doctor Brennan would have called it an anomaly."
"Zack this is a majorly important clue!" Hodgins nearly exploded. "We've got to show Booth!"
Hodgins took off at a sprint towards Brennan's office.
"They're not in there any more!" Zack called out. "They went to the Egyptology department!"
Hodgins spun on his heel and took off in the other direction.
"Okay, Doctor Jones," Booth began his questioning. "How well did you know Catherine Kulluya?"
"Not well," Jones replied. "I've worked with her for two years, she seems nice enough, very maternal."
Cam and Booth exchanged a look.
"How would you describe this 'maternal' behaviour?" Booth probed further.
Before Jones could reply Hodgins came skidding into the room.
"Booth!" he called. "I have to talk to you!"
Booth left Jones and approached Hodgins, "What is it?"
"Zack found something really important on the fourth victim," Hodgins panted and held it out. "He called it an 'anomaly' but really it's a massive clue."
Booth looked at it, "How did Bones miss this?"
"I have no idea," Hodgins replied. "It was very obviously not bone. I don't know how any of us missed this."
"What is it?" Cam asked.
"It's a receipt," Booth passed it to her. "If I had to guess, I'd say that this receipt is from a place near where Kulluya is holding her victims."
Cam looked up, "Well, then let's go."
Booth shook his head, "I'll go, you lot stay here, if we're wrong about this and Kulluya is somewhere else, we'll need you squints to tell me where else to look."
Booth ran out of the Jeffersonian.
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