Brennan had taken a shower and was standing by her bed wrapped in a towel, she had been holding up a t shirt and was looking at it when she dropped it, she bent over and heard the front window of the room shatter, she dropped herself to the floor, laying on her stomach, listening for anything and making a mental note of if all her body parts were working.

Her mind flashed to years earlier when Kenton tried to kill her outside of a small Italian restaurant and dropping her cell phone had saved her then. She was scared to move, but knew she needed to get to her phone.

Broadsky started searching with his scope. Where did that shot come from? Frantically looking, there was another sniper out here, but where? He systematically moved his rifle around checking for this intruder. This other sniper had shot Brennan, he watched her drop, but he wasn't sure if they killed her. He checked the room again through his scope, no movement. Then he felt pain tear through his leg, he had a bullet to the calf, the bone was shattered, then another shot, his rifle was disabled.


Brennan had pushed herself around the wall to the small table and got her cell out of her purse on the chair, she stayed against the wall and pushed the all to familiar speed dial button.

"Bones"

"Booth" Why was her mind going fuzzy, why couldn't she think. She looked down and noticed the white towel was stained red. Her voice barely a whisper "shot" And everything went black.

"Bones stay awake, talk to me, BONES!"

He had to hang up and warn Cam.

"Saroyan"

"Cam, Bones just called me, she sounded weak and I think she said "shot." Cam I can't tell you what to do."

"Just get here Seeley. Just get here, I will get to her. And tell those damn agents to step on it."

"Cam pulled up at Stan's, he eyes never leaving the steering wheel she ordered Angela and Hodgins out of the car. "Get an ambulance here, to wait. Dr. Brennan might have been shot and Broadsky is probably still close if not still staking out the room. Call Mrs. Tipton and tell her to say away from the window and not come out until one of us comes to get her. If I don't come back, do not come after me. When the FBI gets here tell them where I have went and to wait for orders from Booth." She turned to face them. "Understood?" Hodgins and Angela watched Cam drive away.

As Cam pulled into the area, she knew she was a sitting duck if Broadsky wanted to take her out. She accelerated and slid her car sideways in front of Brennan's motel. She rolled out of the driver seat, fired one shot into the lock of Brennan's door and went through the door, closing it with her foot. So far so good, no shots fired at her. Cam looked around the scene in shock, the amount of blood. Only one thing was missing, Brennan. There was a smear on the wall where it looks like she got out the bathroom window. She picked up her phone.

"Booth"

"Seeley, she isn't here. She's hurt, but she isn't here."

"What do you mean she isn't there Cam?" Panic was rising in Booth's voice.

"I am sorry Seeley."

"Maybe she isn't hurt to bad and she just got out."

"Seeley, she has lost a lot of Blood. I don't know how she got out of here alone with …" Cam took a deep ragged breath. "she has lost so much blood." Cam was fighting back tears.

"Booth punched the steering wheel and pushed the accelerator a little more, he had to get there, and he had to find her.

Booth went flying into the motel room when he arrived and staggered at what he saw. A white motel towel soaked through with blood, the bed with blood smears, blood on the rug, against the walls, and blood on the bathroom wall and window where she must have climbed out trying to get to safety. So much blood, too much blood. "Oh god Bones."

Cam put her hand on Booths's shoulder. "Hey"

He just stared out the open bathroom window. "Have they found anything?"

"No, we followed a blood trail about 100 yards down that path and then it just disappears. There are some hiking boot tracks, the impression they make look like they were made by someone carrying something heavy. But they vanish at the road."

Booth turned and went back in the room, he looked at where her cell was, where she had called him from. He imagined her there so weak and helpless. He ran his hand over the shirt lying on the dresser. He could hardly breath, she was hurt badly and no one knew where she was. Again she managed to vanish into thin air. He bolted from the room and headed for the office. When he got there he didn't wait for Mrs. Tipton to come up front he went straight back to her living area. "Mrs. Tipton, please if you know where she is, you have to tell me, she needs to go to a hospital and she needs to go now." His eyes were pleading with her.

When Mrs. Tipton's eyes meant his, he saw she had been crying just as hard. She didn't know where Bones was anymore than he did. Booth sank down on the sofa; he was fighting for control of his emotions.

Mrs. Tipton reached over and took his hand. "For what it is worth, she told me she loves you." Booth looked at her while his body was fighting spasms of sobs threatening to overtake him.


The back door of Mrs. Tipton's slowly opened, Booth was on his feet, weapon drawn and leveled on a tall blonde woman, looked to be 18 to 20 years old. She showed both her hands. Booth was eyeing her, she was covered in blood. "Agent Booth, I can take you to Tempe."

Booth flew into a rage, grabbing this young woman by the throat, "Who the hell are you and where is she?" he growled.

"Agent Booth I am a friend, you have to trust me, you don't have much choice. I can take you to her, but we have to hurry."

"Why should I trust you?"

"Agent Booth, You can trust her, I promise." Mrs. Tipton was saying "There is more to her than meets the eye, I have known her since she was born, you can trust her."

Booth reluctantly released the girl. He looked at Mrs. Tipton, then back to the girl. "I am trusting Mrs. Tipton." He looked hard at the young girl. "I find out you lied to me you will regret it."

Booth followed this girl out the back door, "The girl turned as they left. Mrs. Tipton, please don't tell anyone. It could kill Tempe, Agent Booth, and others."

The girl led Booth to an old shed behind the motel, once inside there was a hidden opening leading to an under ground tunnel. The girl handed Booth a flashlight. "What is this place?" Booth asked.

"It was built during Prohibition, to move booze."

They followed the tunnel for a while and it opened up in a lush field of wheat, well out of eye shot of the motel. As they emerged, Booth saw his Bones, being tended to by an older male, that he didn't recall seeing before. She was unconscious; he gently took her hand and stroked her hair. "Hold on Bones, hold on. Don't leave me. You fight, you don't give up. You hear me. He put his forehead to hers. I love baby, I love you."

The young girl and Bones guardian slipped away as the helicopter was landing. As soon as the helicopter was in the air, Booth was in the field all alone. Booth looked around, he had no idea where they went, and he never noticed them move, he was so wrapped up in his own relief that Bones was alive.