Author's Note: Hey! I would like to say thanks to all of my reviewers. You guys are so amazing. I have 270 reviews! Amazing! Well, school is finally over :) It's bittersweet since most of my friends are going somewhere for most of the summer. I will be updating more often... hopefully if I don't get distracted by other things :P I'm getting a laptop in a couple weeks and I'm really excited :) My mom wants me to work at her shop this summer so when I get my laptop I can take it with me so there'll be updates :)

This chapter is called '4 Minutes' by Madonna and featuring Justin Timberlake. I think that probably most of you guys have already heard it and it's a really fun song. :)

I would like to send a special thank you to my new beta reader Alexandra-Casey-Olivia. I hope you don't mind my mistakes :P

Disclaimer: I don't know how many times I can say this or... type it... but I do not own Bones or House. No matter how much I wish it... It will never happen...

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Ambulance:

They were getting close to the hospital now. Mark was holding tightly onto Brennan's hand and with his other hand, he was holding Emma's. They were quiet while the paramedics were working on her. The paramedics had said it was a miracle that she was still with them. Emma was badly beaten, dehydrated, and exhausted.

The moment they arrived, Brennan jumped out after they took Emma into the hospital. Mark jumped out after her and they hurriedly walked after the stretcher. Halfway to the hospital doors Brennan stopped in her tracks, causing Mark to stop too since she was still holding his hand.

"What?" he asked.

"I need to find a different way in. There's a lot of doctors in the emergency area and someone might see me," Brennan answered. Mark stood there not knowing what to do. He needed to get to his sister, but then Dr. Brennan would get caught.

Temperance saw the distress on the boy's face. "You go after your sister. I'll see if I can find a place to sneak into without the doctor's or nurses noticing." She gave him a comforting smile before giving him a slight push towards the door then walking away quickly to find another door to go through.

Mark smiled slightly before rushing to the doors after his sister.

Meanwhile, Brennan was walking around the hospital trying to find a way without any big attractions to herself. That when she noticed a door further down that had fences around the entrance. On the fence, there was a sign that said "Do Not Enter". She merely shook her head before climbing over it.

She dropped down onto her feet before straightening herself. She turned towards the door and read another sign that was posted on it. The sign read "Janitor Only". Brennan then looked at herself. 'I kind of look like a janitor after being in that basement.' She grabbed the knob and turned it, only to find it locked. She let out a long sigh. 'Of course it's locked, Temperance.'

Brennan reached her hand up to her hair and took a bobby pin out. She was really lucky that she had one with her. She crouched down so she was eye level with the door knob then she wiggled the pin around the lock before she heard a click.

She stood up straight, proud of herself that she managed to do it. Booth had tried to teach her how to use a credit card to open a door, but it was to no avail and had managed to lose his credit card when it slipped out of her hand. He then had to kick the door open since he didn't have the key for the door with him.

She smiled at the memory before heading inside.

It was a dark room that wasn't that large. When she looked around, she noticed that the janitor was thankfully not there. She quickly found the door that would lead her into the hospital. Slowly she opened the door and noticed that there wasn't any doctor's or nurses there.

Brennan bit her bottom lip before walking quickly to her room which was not that far from the janitor room. She was careful when opening the door to her room cause it was quiet in the hall and she didn't want to do a thing that would attract attention to her.

What surprised her was that the three doctors were there. They happened to be talking when she walked in. Cameron jumped up from the bed that she was sitting on with Chase. Her eyes were wide and she seemed to be a little surprised also.

"Tempe! What happened to you?"

"Ummm..." Temperance knew that she was caught.

"You better tell me what happened because I just covered your butt."

She knew there wasn't anyway that she was getting out of it so she let out a breath. "I'll start at the beginning about when you guys discharged Mark."

She took a seat in one of the chairs that weren't occupied in her room. Brennan told them about all that happened, the sneaking out, visiting Adam, Emma's rescue, the whole shebang. While she was talking all three doctors listened intently and absorbed what she was telling them.

Then when she was done, the doctors just sat there with shocked faces. It was so funny that she almost wanted to laugh at the situation. Almost.

"I need to change so it doesn't look like crawled through a basement then I need to go see Mark and see how Emma's doing. So if you don't mind, could you leave?" asked Brennan, after five minutes of silence.

"Sure Dr. Brennan. We just need to give you some Amantadine and Rimantadine as a diagnosis before we leave," said Foreman.

Brennan frowned. She had completely forgotten about the fact that she was sick. She was running on adrenaline, but now it was beginning to fade and she could feel her head pounding. Brennan tried her hardest to ignore it.

"What are you treating me for?" she asked. She wanted to rub her temples but that would give it away so she had to hold down her arm.

"We think you might have influenza. So all the running around and sneaking out the hospital was not a good idea Dr. Brennan," said Chase.

Cameron gave her a small smile. "Chase is right Tempe. You need to get lots of rest to get better. We can't let you go walking around the hospital anymore and getting in trouble." She paused. "You should get changed and we'll come back to give you the treatment when you're done."

"But I need to see Mark and Emma," Brennan argued.

Cameron shook her head. "You can see them tomorrow after you get some rest. You have to promise me that you won't sneak out of this room, okay? I don't want to place a security guard outside your room, you know. And I can do that."

Brennan glared playfully at Cameron. "You wouldn't dare."

She shrugged her shoulders. "Or I could just that hot FBI agent of yours a couple embarrassing secrets about you. You choose."

After a moment of silence Brennan caved. "Fine. But the first thing in the morning I get to go see Mark and Emma."

"And I won't stop you."

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Now with our FBI agent:

Booth drove down the street like a crazy man. If he didn't have his siren on he probably and most likely been in a car accident already. Though even with the siren there was a good change that he probably still would.

He was about ten minutes away from the McKnight's home and he could still feel the anger rushing through him. Booth was clenching the wheel tightly with his hand, so tightly that his knuckles were white. He was trying to find a good reason of why he shouldn't just shoot Luke McKnight on sight.

His list was quiet short. The only good reason was because he didn't want to go to jail then that would mean being away from Bones. He was now just minutes from their house and he decided to slow down and turn off his sirens. Booth didn't want to alarm them from a mile away.

He turned onto their streets. It was about to get dark so the street lamps were starting to light up. The street was deserted with no kids playing or birds chirping or anything. Booth parked a couple houses away so he wouldn't alarm the McKnight's.

He got out of the car, but before he shut the door, he picked up his radio and called for backup. It was in case something happened to him but he wouldn't wait for them. Booth walked up the street and when he got to the house something didn't feel right to him. The door was open like someone had forgotten to close it on their rush. Slowly, he walked up the walkway with his gun in his hand. He pushed the door open a little more to peek inside.

Surprisingly, everything looked normal. There was a room to his left that looked like the living room and everything seemed to be fine there. On his right though, the kitchen was messy, like someone left it in the middle of cooking. Then a thought sudden popped up, but he denied it. 'They couldn't have left.'

From the main hall he noticed a small table knocked over and a vase that was laid smashed on the the floor. The vase seemed like it was knocked over also. Booth saw the stairs and walked quickly but efficiently up them.

The door of the room closest was open wide and when he glanced inside he could tell something was wrong. Anyone could tell something was wrong when they looked inside the room. Drawers were open with things hanging out, clothes were on the floor and on the bed. Someone had been either looking for something or packing in a hurry. Booth then knew that he was right after all.

He quickly checked the other rooms for signs of anything but came up blank. Booth then ran outside and just as he got out the door the backup agents came driving up the drive way. An agent came out the car to see Booth.

Booth ran his hand through his hair. "Their gone."

Some FBI agents went to look into the house while the others stayed outside waiting for Booth to give them an order.

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Hospital:

Brennan had gotten changed and was in the uncomfortable bed now while Dr. Chase gave her the treatment. "After some rest you should be feeling much better," he said.

"Thank you." She gave him a small smile.

"No problem. Just call the nurses if you need something, okay?"

"Yeah." She watched him for a little bit.

Chase caught her watching him. "What?"

Brennan smiled even wider. "Nothing. I was just wondering if you were a good match with Ali."

Chase sent her a curious look and repeated his question. "What?"

"Well, me and Ali used to be best friends and I know a lot about her. So I'm just thinking about how you're good with her. I mean, when I see her with you, she's more happy and her eyes get brighter. Even when she's not with you and I bring you up, she's the same way." Brenna watched him take in the information.

A smile appeared on his face. Even though she wasn't very good at reading people, she knew that he was in love. The same went to her friend. It didn't take much to know that they were together, they way that they acted towards one another.

"Really?" His smile grew at the thought of Ali.

"You love her." It was a statement more to herself then to him. Brennan smiled at how her friend seemed to find a match to her.

"I do love her."

"You better take care of her then, or I'll have to shoot you," said Brennan with a big grin.

"Yeah." His voice was so far away and he walked out the room with a dazed look on his face. He had completely forgotten about the fact that he was suppose to start the matchmaking process. There was a nagging feeling for him to turn around back into the room, but he pushed it away without a second thought.

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Author's Note: I hope you guys liked it. The McKnight's have left the building... Someone needs to go hunt them down... cough cough Booth! Cough :D Now that I have updated for this... I need to desperately update my other story since I haven't done that in months... Really bad author... X) Please review.