Chapter 14 =D I hopes you guys enjoysies very muchlies :)

'You shot him?' Cam asked Booth, staring at him with a look of disbelief on her face.

'Yes.'

'And you're sure he's dead?'

'As sure as I can be, and that's pretty damn sure.'

'Booth! He was our only lead! How could you!'

'He shot me first!'

'And your point is! Why didn't you just take him out, cripple him, make him go to hospital but not kill him!'

'He also pointed a gun at my chest and threatened to make my heart turn to mincemeat. You think that's not a problem? I have a bloody huge chunk missing from my shoulder and I can barely concentrate but that doesn't matter because I killed out only lead that, let me remind you, tried to kill me!'

'We have no leads! No suspect! No way of finding Brennan! You blew it Booth.'

'He's not a suspect. He was a murderer. He killed Russ and he took Brennan from right under our noses – we only need to find out where.'

'We can do it. The team is a good one, we can find her.'

'Brennan's the best though. Without her we might not find her. This is hard on all of us but please… find her.' He begged her, suddenly angry and distressed at the same time, wanting her and longing to find her. 'He took her and did God knows what to her and we still have no idea where she is. I consider that a damn huge problem.'

'I know, Booth. I know. Calm down, just relax for a second. Cool it.' Cam told him, trying to soothe him – and failing.

'How?' He closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat, breathing shallowly. Being shot and having a shouting match with your boss whilst bleeding all over the back seat of your car tended to take it out of you.

'We can send Angela and Hodgins back to the house. They can snoop around for any place he might have where he could leave her whilst he…' Cam blanched as though she didn't want to think about it and stopped talking. Sweets didn't look up from the wheel, but opened his mouth as though to say something, then checked himself and fell silent again.

'Spill it Sweets.' Cam told him, wearily running a hand through her hair and closing her eyes slightly.

'Okay.' He looked happy. 'Can you be absolutely, one hundred percent sure this is the man that abducted Brennan and brutally murdered her brother?'

'Yes.'

'Are you sure? How do you know?'

'Yes I'm sure. He used my name.'

'Anything else?'

'No. Except for the massive fact that I can't escape from – he tried to shoot and kill me. And he did, in fact, succeed.'

'Right, that sounds pretty definite to me.'

'Too right. It's about as definite as this hole in my shoulder that is, by the way, pouring blood.'

'When we get back, I'll fix it. Don't worry.' Cam told the agitated agent softly.

'Thanks.' Booth closed his eyes and concentrated on breathing in and out.

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Angela yawned widely, a move that was copied almost instantly by Hodgins as she slid into the leather interior of the car.

'What did he want?' He asked her, slipping his arm around her shoulders.

'An artists' impression. Nothing I can't handle.'

'That's good I guess, shall we go?'

'Are you a lifesaver or what?' She smiled at him and clipped her seatbelt on, her mind beginning to wander in the seconds before her phone rang. The irritating ring tone, a fake sounding, original phone sound that grated on her nerves. She sighed, frustrated, and answered it with a grumpy:

'What the hell do you want now, Booth? You're my friend, but you're already in my bad books and what more do you want?'

'I take it you're in a bad mood?'

'Damn right I am! I need sleep too you know!'

'I'm sorry Ange, really and truly sorry. But I have a bullet-sized chunk missing from my shoulder because some madman that kidnapped your best friend decided to shoot me. I'm gonna beam you an address – look for anything pertaining to an abandoned warehouse, or empty cellar. Anything that could give us a pointer on where Brennan is. And Hodgins too, rouse him from whatever stupor he's in and get going. The FBI CSI team will be there, it's an open Crime Scene at the moment so be careful.'

'Okay Booth. And I won't need to rouse Hodgins, he's with me…' She trailed off for a second. 'Hang on, what do you mean, "open Crime Scene"?'

'Um… it's a long story and I don't have the energy to give it justice at the moment. But put it this way – he started it, I finished it. But not before he put a bullet in my shoulder.'

'Sounds incredibly nasty… and bloody… and awful. We'll be there as soon as we can.'

'Thanks, meet us back at the lab when you're done okay?'

'Will do.' She slid the phone shut and turned to Hodgins, her eyes full of apology and unspoken sadness. He stared back at her. She leaned over and kissed him gently. 'I'm really… really sorry… but we have a very important case.'

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Brennan wanted to sleep, to feel the release of a deep sleep that sent you comatose for hours, made you feel refreshed the moment you woke up. She longed for it, hoped to black out and escape the torture that kept sending spikes of sharp, fresh pain that kept her on the knife-edge, always waiting for the next one. But she knew that sleeping was a risk, that if she did she might not wake up. Period. She was in bad shape, and she felt it – her left wrist was definitely broken and some of her ribs were cracked, the impact from an awkward fall causing the pressure of her body landing on them to crack most of them. Part of her leg was bleeding, she was unsure about which part, but she knew it was, as every time she moved it it was sticky, and there was a small puddle of blood on the floor. A few moments? Hours? Days? Ago, she'd made the mistake of resting her knee in it, the tacky-to-the-touch blood nearly sticking her knee in place on the concrete floor. There was movement above her; every now and again there would be a footstep or the squeak of an unoiled door, God knows the room she was in was definitely dirty. Dust got up her nose and made her sneeze, a highly painful and difficult experience when you're blindfolded and gagged. And then there had been gunshots. Two of them in quick succession, a loud thud and then silence. Now that was all there was… silence.

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