Author's Note: Wow. Over three hundred reviews for this story :D You guys know how to make an author happy. I'm so glad that you're all enjoying it. Well, since this story seems to be wrapping things up, I should take care of a couple things. Like the McKnight's. This author's note isn't going to be that long, because I just can't do it.

This chapter is for my friend Mallory. I miss you so much and I can't believe you're gone. I love you so much. I don't know what I'll do without you. Rest in peace.

Thank you to my beta Alexandra-Casey-Olivia.

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Emma's Room:

The moment they arrived in Emma's hospital room, Brennan jumped out of the wheelchair and made her way over to Mark. He and Emma were still asleep so they hadn't noticed the presence of the three. Temperance lightly brushed Mark's hair off his face to see that he was resting peacefully. She gave a light smile and turned her attention to the sleeping girl.

All the while, Booth and Cameron were watching her with a soft face. They watched as she placed a soft kiss on Emma's forehead before standing up straight and walking back over to them. "Maybe we should come back when their awake," she whispered.

Cameron nodded, but then looked down at her vibrating pager. "I'm sorry, but I have to get back. Can you take her back?" she asked Booth.

"Yeah. No problem," he answered.

"Okay. Bye Tempe." She nodded towards Booth before walking down the hall.

Booth looked at Bones with a smile. "You ready to go Bones?"

She took a look at the two sleeping figures. "Yeah. Let's go." Brennan then glanced at the wheelchair. "Do I have to sit down in the chair again?" she asked.

He flashed her a winning smile and moved behind the chair. "Come on Bones. It's fun. I get to push you around in the chair." Brennan looked at it reluctantly before sitting back down. "See. Was that so hard?" he asked.

"You have no idea," she mumbled.

"What was that?"

She turned her head to smile at him. "Oh, nothing."

Booth gave her a look that said 'Yeah right'. He spun the chair around to exit the room when he heard someone yawn. Booth then spun the chair back around and they saw that Emma was sitting up in her bed rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

Brennan stood up again and walked to the little girl. "Emma." She looked up at Bones and smiled. "Do you remember me?" Bones asked.

Emma's smile got bigger. "Of course. You're the angel. You saved me from the dark."

"Angel?" Brennan asked, looking at the little girl with confusion.

She nodded her head. "Yep. Do you know my brother? He says he's your friend."

"Oh. Um. Yes. He is," Brennan's mind was still at the point where Emma called her an angel. The angel that saved her. Slowly that thought sank in and a wide smile appeared on her face. "I'm your angel?"

"Yeah. What's your name? 'Cause you know my name, but I don't know what yours is." Her eyes sparkled with excitement and happiness and Brennan couldn't keep her smile off her face.

"I'm Temperance Brennan. You can call me Tempe though."

Booth watched them with a softness in his eyes. The interaction between Bones and Emma was so amazing, he loved seeing her with kids. She was different and when Emma asked her what her name was, she didn't say 'Doctor Brennan'. The scene however, was interrupted when his phone went off.

Sending a quick sorry to the two, he walked outside to answer it.

"Booth," he said.

Three words that made his morning even better. "We got them."

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Em's room:

Emma looked at where Booth was standing outside in the hall. "Who's that?" she asked.

"That's my friend. He's gonna catch the people who did this to you. I promise." Brennan was now sitting on the bed on the other side of Emma and holding her hand.

Emma casted a curious look at her. "How do you know?"

"Because, he's my partner and I trust him."

"And because he's her boyfriend," interrupted Mark. He had woken up when Booth's phone had gone off, but decided not to say anything because he wanted to see how his sister reacted to Dr. Brennan.

Emma scrunched up her face. "Eww. He's your boyfriend?" she asked.

Brennan shot a glare at Mark. "He's not my boyfriend. He's just my partner."

Mark just smirked in return. "Yeah right. You two fight like an old married couple. Even Adam would agree and he barely knows you guys." He knew he won when Brennan couldn't say anything in return, but just continued to glare at him.

Bones broke the glare when Booth entered the room. He looked at her with a smile and repeated the three words he had heard from the other agent. "We got them."

Her eyes widen at the news. "Are you going in? I want to go." She got up and walked to Booth before trying to go through the door, but he blocked her.

"Whoa. Hold on Bones. You're not going anywhere. You are staying here and besides, they haven't discharged you yet. For all we know, you could collapse at any moment," he said as he pushed her back gently.

Bones then turned her glare that she had for Mark onto Booth. "I am going with you. I got the treatment and it's obviously working so you have to let me go. I want to see who did this to them Booth," she said with a firm voice.

Booth stared at her and sighed. "Look Bones. I can't let you go with me. I'm sorry. I'll go question the McKnight's myself and I'll give you all the details when I get back, okay? I just can't let you go with me." He noticed that her face got paler and her eyes seemed dazed. "Bones?" he called out.

She snapped out of her revere and looked back at him. "Did you say the McKnight's? As in Luke and Nicole McKnight?" Her voice showed no emotion, but Booth could tell that she was scared. Then something clicked and he knew why.

"Wait. Are you telling me that Luke and Nicole were you foster parents?" Booth was concern, but he knew his decision to keep her there was absolutely final now. He didn't really need for her to answer because he could see it on her face.

A heavy silence covered the room and no one talked for a moment, but it was Brennan who broke it. "Um. I think I'll stay here after all," she said in a small voice.

Booth pulled her into a tight hug. "I'm sorry Bones," he whispered. "I'll be back soon and I'll make sure that no one hurts you again." They stood there for a moment while the two children sat back and gave them some space in the room. Booth reluctantly pulled out of the hug, not wanting to leave her there again like last time when he went to visit the McKnight's. He gave her a kiss on her forehead before giving a tight smile to the two kids and walking out.

Brennan stood there, trying to process the new information. 'The McKnight's that adopted Emma was the same two people who adopted me. They probably killed the other victim and if we haven't come to save Emma, she would've been next.'

That thought scared her. If they hadn't been there on time then Emma would've been next. There was also the thought that if her grandfather hadn't taken her out then she would've been the same as Maddie Montgomery. Just a bag of bones.

Mark watched Brennan stand there with a far away look in her eyes. It was as if she was thinking about something important. He didn't want to interrupt her, but he could tell that Emma was getting a little worried and so was he.

Tentatively, he called out her name. "Dr. Brennan?"

That seemed to snap her out of her dream state as she turned towards them. "Are you okay Tempe?" Emma asked. She could tell that her angel was sad and she didn't want her angel to be sad.

Bren gazed at the little girl then smiled gently. "I'm fine. We're all gonna be just fine."

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FBI Building in New Jersey:

Booth walked quickly into the building with an air about him that made the other agents keep their distance. He was walking with a rage inside him that made it very difficult to see straight. Booth wanted to 'talk' to Luke first, but another agent was in there so he had to wait. He didn't want to do nothing so he decided that questioning Mrs. McKnight was better then nothing.

Opening the door to the interrogation room, he walked in without a sound and sat down. Sitting across from him was Nicole McKnight. She looked scared and her eyes kept darting from place to place in the small room.

"Mrs. McKnight," he started, breaking the silence. "Were you aware of what he was doing to the little foster girls that you guys adopted?" he asked with a steady voice.

Her eyes continued to dart to corners of the room, but she answered the question. "Y-yes," she mumbled.

Booth tilted his head a little bit and his eyes narrowed. "You knew that he abused them, hurt them, and even murdered them, but you didn't do anything to stop it?" When he got no answer from her, he opened the file in front of him and pulled out some photos.

He placed a picture of Maddie in front of her. "This is Maddie Montgomery. Her remains were found in a playground, not that far from your house." Another photo was placed in front of her. "This is Emma Baxter. The little girl that we found in the basement of your husbands auto shop."

The next photo he placed in front of her was recently taken by him. "And this is Dr. Temperance Brennan." He could now see her literally shaking with fear when she looked at each photo. "She might have looked a little like this when she was younger." The last photo he placed in front of her was of a younger and smaller version of Brennan.

There was a choking sound of a sob and her hand flew to her mouth. "I'm sorry. I didn't want that to happen to any of the girls. It was all Luke's fault. I knew that if I stopped him, he would turn on me. I was so scared. I didn't know what to do. I'll tell you everything that he did." Tears were running down her cheeks and Booth couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

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Clinic:

House was in the clinic dealing with another patient worrying about something small and thinking it was cancer or something like that. When he had said that he was going to the clinic, he didn't really mean it. He was actually going to visit Cuddy, but then she forced him to finish his hours for the week or else.

He wasn't planning to find out what the 'or else' was because there was no telling what she had up her sleeves. Even now so. Therefore he was now in one of the exam rooms with a patient.

The patient was a man in his late thirties, early forties with black spiky hair, medium build, about five foot six inches tall, and talking at a non stop rate about his symptoms.

"For weeks my throat has been so sore. I've tried almost everything to stop it. I probably tried every medicine in my medicine cabinet, but nothing seems to work. Could it be something serious?" he asked.

House just stared at him for a minute before replying. "Wow. A sore throat. It could be cancer," he supplied.

He watched the patient's eyes widen. "Oh my God. Throat cancer..." The patient trailed off as he put his hand on his throat.

This caused House to simply roll his eyes. "God. People can be so stupid sometimes."

The patient frowned at him. "Excuse me?"

House looked around before raising his eyebrows. "Did I just say that out loud?" He didn't wait for an answer. "Oops." In that moment, his pager went off. "Oh. I gotta go. There's this really hot patient waiting for me." He picked up his cane and made a move for the door.

"Wait! Isn't there something you can do about my throat cancer?" he asked seriously.

House pretended to think for a bit. "Well, there's this thing that you can buy in the store that should help. It's called 'A Cough Drop!'" he said or more likely yelled.

He was on his way out the door again, when the patient stopped him, again. "Wait. I thought that was only for when I'm coughing and I'm not coughing."

"Idiot!" House yelled as he slammed the door close.

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Author's Note: I made it happy in the beginning and ending, which is just the opposite of what I'm feeling. That's all for this chapter because I can't type anymore, it's about 12:24 AM, and I keep on crying. Sorry you guys. Hope you liked it though.