A/N: This is the second last chapter. I hope to get Chapter 15 up next weekend so the story is finished before the semester begins. I hope you like this chapter and as always reviews are appreciated. :)

Chapter 14

Saturday Morning

"RRRRIIIIINNNNNGGGGG!" A loud noise made Special Agent Seeley Booth open his eyes slowly. Again the noise sounded and he quickly rolled over. It was his cell phone it had to be around somewhere. He tumbled out of bed dragging the covers with him. Immediately his bed partner complained.

"Seeley, not again." He ignored her complaints and continued to try to find his pants in which his cell phone was located. By the time he found them, the phone had rang five times and was threatening to go to voicemail when he answered it groggily,

"Booth."

"Goddamn it was a good thing I didn't need you to put out a fire Booth." The voice on the other end of the phone was unmistakable and suddenly the FBI Special Agent felt naked, even though he was wearing boxer shorts, as he stood at attention.

"Sorry, sir. I just woke up." He told Cullen.

"Hagerstown police are bringing in your suspect at ten o'clock. That gives you an hour and a half to get you and Dr. Brennan down here. I want this psycho put away do you understand me?" The Deputy Director asked.

"Yes, sir." Booth replied.

"Good." Cullen dropped the phone back into its cradle.

"Goodbye sir." The FBI agent said even though his boss wasn't able to hear him. Turning around he saw his partner, Dr. Brennan, trying to keep warm in his button down dress shirt. She desperately wanted to sleep some more but Booth knew they couldn't mess around.

"Bones, we gotta go. Come on." At the mention of her nickname, Brennan knew it was important and slowly sat up.

"What's going on?" She asked as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

"The Hagerstown police are bringing Snyder down to headquarters at ten. This is our opportunity to question him." Booth said. Brennan nodded and slowly crawled out of the bed.

"Are we at my place or yours?" She squinted until she could focus her eyes.

"We're at yours. Wow, I guess you could use more sleep." He shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it if I didn't get enough sleep. I do believe you're the one to blame for that." Brennan smirked as she went over to her drawers and pulled out some clean clothes.

"Oh and I suppose you didn't want to have sex?" Booth gave her a look. Brennan just smiled, removed his shirt, and made her way to the bathroom. Needless to say, Booth would have loved to grab her and take the temptation away but they didn't have time for that.

"Are you going to take a shower or do you have to head over to your place?" She asked from the bathroom. The forensic anthropologist was really getting to him and it was taking all his strength to control himself.

"Sadly, I must head to my place to grab a clean suit. I'll swing back here in about an hour." He told her as he quickly dressed in the clothes he'd worn the night before.

"See you then." She said. He heard the shower turn on and he smiled, maybe he could get her back after all. He snuck into the bathroom and flushed the toilet. Quickly he headed for the door as he heard she cry out.

"Booth!"

Hoover Building at 10:00 a.m.

Dr. Temperance Brennan stood behind the one-way glass watching as Michael Snyder, his lawyer, and Booth entered the room. Snyder didn't look like he was in much of a mood to talk but she hoped that her partner could change his mind.

"Mr. Snyder, I have some bad news for you. That handwriting sample we compelled from you cam back a match to the notes attached to four bodies that were found in West Virginia. We also matched the skewer marks we found inside Walters' skull to the skewers we found in your house. On top of that we made a search of your hunting cabin on Friday and found the spot where you stored the bodies until dumping them in public places. I have you on five counts of murder, two counts accessory to murder, one count of attempted murder, one count resisting arrest, and one count of illegal weapons possession." Booth told him.

"So what?" Snyder asked. Before Booth could say anything, Snyder's lawyer, a Mr. Davidson, cut in.

"We are not denying the charges but I'd like to know what we are doing here? Are you going to make some sort of offer?"

"There are some things I'd like cleared up. I might be able to get the DA agree to tack on the resisting arrest and possession in with the other charges concurrently." Booth said.

"That's not much of a deal. We want the death penalty off the table." Davidson said.

"Well your client murdered a Maryland resident, I have no control over what they want to do to him. You lucked out that West Virginia doesn't have a death penalty." The FBI Agent was playing hardball.

"If he tells you what you want to know, you'll talk to the Maryland DA and get the death penalty taken off the table?" The lawyer asked.

"First tell me what I want to know and then I'll see what I can do." Booth told them. Davidson leaned over and whispered something to Snyder. The serial killer nodded and asked,

"What do you want to know?"

"Why did you bring Walters' in on your murdering spree?" Booth inquired.

"I explained to him that I was looking for someone to come forward about my sister's murder. He said the only way was to bring the case to the national spotlight. So I brought him in on it." Snyder didn't hesitate to answer.

"Why leave Susan's car in Walters' driveway? If he stole the car why not take the car and dump it somewhere else?" Booth wondered.

"Walters' didn't realize what I wanted him to do. When he got out he found me and said that he'd help me but after he killed those tow people, he wanted out saying that he couldn't do it anymore. Apparently, he had a conscience after all. Anyway he stole Susan's car and I chased after him. We fought, I killed him, and was then going to take Susan's car but I saw you pull up to the curb and decided to get away." Snyder told him.

"Why keep the victim's blood and organs?" The FBI Agent was surprised that Snyder took his time answering this particular question.

"I needed the organs and blood to bring back my sister. With the deaths of others only then she could live again." Those two sentences made Booth realize that Snyder was way beyond nuts.

"So you've been watching too many Mummy movies, huh?" Booth tried to see if he could get a rise out of Snyder.

"My sister has been dead too long to bring her back in her original body. I would have to bring her back inside someone else's body. I harvested the organs and blood to fill that new body." The serial killer's tone was level. There was a tap on the glass and Booth quickly got up and excused himself.

"I guess I was wrong. He was trying to follow Dr. Frankenstein." Brennan said after Booth closed the door behind him. The FBI Agent just shook his head trying to understand what would possess the man to do such a thing.

"Although I don't think he realized that the organs and blood would have an expiration date. The organs wouldn't last long outside the body and if the blood and plasma weren't separated neither would the fluids." She continued.

"So at first he had every intention of having his own sister's organs removed before she was embalmed and then try to bring her back but since his parents wouldn't allow it he decided to go steal body parts from other living people. He blames the West Virginia police for not finding his sister's killer." Booth said.

"It appears that way. Ultimately the Ancient Egyptian opportunity had been eliminated so he turned to the only book that would help him in his search was Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. Although Frankenstein is vague, a smart man like Snyder would look up medical journals and find a way. Ask him where he intended to put the body together. He would have needed a lab of some sort and a body that he could have used to input what he kept form the victims." Brennan told him. Booth shook his head and went back into the room.

"All right, Mr. Snyder. If that is what you intended to do, where were you going to perform this and what body were you going to use?" The FBI Agent asked.

"I was setting up a facility to work out at the cabin but I never got the chance thanks to you. It was unfortunate that Susan couldn't keep out of my affairs." Snyder told him.

"So she found out what you were going to do and you tried to kill her for it." Booth said.

"She was peeking around in the garage and found the organs I was going to use for Mary's new body." Snyder said.

"Well I've heard enough. I'll call the Maryland DA and see what I can do. In the meantime, Mr. Snyder you will spend some time in federal lock up." Booth said. Mr. Davidson nodded as two agents entered the room and escorted Snyder down to the lock up. With them gone, Brennan entered the room.

"Well, I'm glad that's over." He said. His partner just nodded.

"Let's get out of here." Booth continued.

"You mind dropping me off at the lab so I can finish the paperwork?" Brennan asked.

"How about this we go to the lab and do the paperwork together, so we can spend Sunday together with Parker? Besides I think he has a question he's been wanting to ask you." The FBI Agent said.

"I would like that. What kind of question?" Brennan wondered. Booth just smiled, placed his hand on the small of her back, and walked with her out of the interrogation room toward the parking garage.

To Be Continued…