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Chapter 12

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"Who is this?" Brennan pressed the phone closer to her ear. She had a confused look on her face. The person on the line was quiet, but she could hear someone breathe.

"What the hell do you want?"

There was a laugh.

"Okay, I'm hanging up!" Brennan was getting mad.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," the voice suddenly said. Brennan froze. There was something about that voice. She couldn't explain it, but she'd heard it before. She shivered.

"Tell your FBI friends to back off, there's nothing they can do this time, but then again, it wasn't four yeas ago either was it?"

For once Brennan was completely lost for words. She suddenly felt very scared. The letters written on her car came to her mind. Maybe it wasn't kids who had written it after all…

The person on the phone laughed.

"By the way you look good in green, oh and you better figure something to tell Angela, she looks worried."

For a few seconds Brennan was confused. Then it hit her. She looked down at her green blouse, and then she looked up and stared into her best friends concerned eyes, looking back at her from the doorway.

Brennan gasped, almost dropping the phone. She quickly hung up and got out of her chair, just wanting to get out of her office as fast as she could.

"He can see me, he's back Ange!"

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Booth shoved his cell phone into his pocket, cursing loudly. He had been calling Brennan and she didn't answer. He knew he was probably worrying for no reason at all. Maybe she had just forgotten her phone somewhere or maybe she was working and didn't want to talk. Either way it was driving Booth crazy.

After seeing a whole box full with different photos of her, he didn't think is was anything wrong about being worried. He knew he wouldn't be able to live with himself if something happened to her again, and those pictures scared the hell out of him. In other words, he should worry, it was probably even good! Because if he knew her right, she would just shrug it off saying she could take care of herself.

Booth tried to analyse everything he had just learned. There were pictures of Brennan, lots of them, pictures of her in her apartment, in her car, in the lab. Booth shivered, feeling very uncomfortable. How could he have let this happen? He should have known someone had been watching them.

He hadn't, there were proof of that, the pictures taken at the two of them at the diner. There were even some from her time in the hospital. And then there were the ones Booth didn't want to look at twice, the ones with her and Ryan – kissing.

Booth wanted to scream out loud. He felt so torn. What was he supposed to do? It was obvious Brennan was being stalked, and all he really wanted to do was to drive straight to her and never leave her side until they'd figured out who it was. But on the other hand, he had just promised himself to concentrate on his relationship with his fiancé. And besides, maybe Brennan didn't even want him hanging around, not when she had Ryan…

Ryan could keep her safe, couldn't he? That led to another question, where the hell was he? No one at the bureau had seen him today. It wasn't like him to just disappear...

Booth took out his phone again and tried to call Brennan. She didn't answer this time either and he considered throwing the phone into the wall, but realized it wouldn't help at all. He sighed.

"You give me no choice do you?" He muttered to himself, dialling another number. There was no answer there either. "Oh come on! What is this?" Booth yelled out loud.

"Talking to yourself Booth?" Eric popped his head into the office.

"I'm trying to reach Bones," Booth explained and Eric nodded understandingly. He walked in and sat down. "Are you okay?"

Booth nodded, but both he and his partner knew it was a lie.

"I even tried Ryan's cell, nothing!"

"That's odd…"

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"Dr. Brennan, this just arrived for you," Cam smiled and handed her an envelope. Brennan didn't return the smile, and her hands were shaking when she took it. Cam gave her a questioning look, but didn't ask.

Angela waited until the boss had left her office before turning back to Brennan who was opening the envelope.

"I have a feeling I'm not gonna like what it says," she sighed, forcing herself to open the folded paper and read.

"Do exactly as I say, and I may consider letting your FBI friend Ryan live. Don't tell anyone, meet me alone, I'll be back with more information."

Brennan couldn't speak; the paper fell out of her hands. She heard Angela say something but her voice sounded very far away.

"Sweetie?"

"What did it say? Hello? Sweetie?"

Angela realized her friend was not going to speak. She picked up the paper and read the message.

"Oh god…"

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TBC.