Temperance sat in the back seat with Antonia, her hand clasped around her daughter's in a show of support and love, while Jared sat in the passenger seat beside Booth. Temperance kept her thoughts to herself, choosing instead to watch the rear view mirror and gaze into her husband's eyes when he would look up. The silent conversation between them was wrought with angst, terror, and most obviously, anger. Booth knew that she was less than pleased to be within sight distance of Jared, and from the look in her eyes, he knew that it wouldn't be safe to leave the two of them alone together for any length of time. It was not to say that he wasn't angry at his brother, but he knew that a calm approach to the situation was best, and fratricide would have to take a back seat to saving the two children.

Jared could see the intense stare down between Temperance and his brother, and through some sense that he accumulated through the years, chose to remain silent. He wanted to apologize for his behavior, he wanted blame it all on his own fears, but knew that actions were going to have to speak for him in their absence. His selfishness had once again taken control of his personality, and fear for his son's safety had caused him to say things that he didn't mean, but forgiveness was not something that he could see in his near future.

Booth turned into the parking garage for the lab, his hand hovering over his handcuffs for a second before he decided that the chances of Jared running off in his current battered state were slim. He opened the back seat as Antonia unbuckled her seatbelt, and let her daddy lift her from the back. His hand stretched over the seat for a moment, capturing Temperance's. She offered him a knowing glance, and her lip curved slightly in appreciation for his support, before she slipped her fingertips from his grasp and slid from the car. She grabbed the passenger door and opened it, avoiding eye contact with the seat's occupant, and waited for Jared to climb from the seat before she slammed it closed and turned for the elevator.

The ride up to the lab was bathed in a thick and loaded silence, a tension that almost made breathing unbearable. Antonia clung to her father tightly, and Booth's eyes bore into Temperance's as he watched her jaw clench time and again, her arms heavy at her side. Her gaze broke from her husband's the moment the elevator door opened, and her feet carried her quickly toward the lab in a quick march that was impossible to keep up with.

Booth let Jared walk in front of him, and felt his daughter's hands digging into his shoulders as he stepped down the hallway toward the lab, Temperance's form having long since disappeared through the glass sliding doors. "God, I haven't been here in forever." Jared said, stepping into the lab.

"That's enough reminiscing." Booth said, pushing his brother with an open palm, indicating that stopping was not an option. They walked through the lab, and Booth could hear Angela talking rapidly on the other side of the platform with Temperance. He was grateful that she had found her friend, and spied Angela hugging her tightly as they walked toward the office. He walked in behind Jared and gave him a light push toward the couch, watching as he sat down heavily.

"We're not going to find them sitting in the lab, Seeley."

"Shut up." Booth replied, walking toward the door, he looked back and forth to see if Ace was around, and then turned back toward his brother. He took two steps inside, and closed the door behind him. "Listen." He said in a low voice, his hand gently rubbing his daughter's back as she clung to him. "Do not speak unless spoken to, do you understand?" He asked, holding his finger out to his brother. He kept his voice low and even, and Antonia knew that controlled voice very well. Booth then stepped to the corner and crouched, pulling the little girl from his arms, he set her on her feet. She closed her eyes defiantly. "Toni... look at daddy."

"No." She whispered.

"Please?"

"No." She said, trying to pull herself back into his arms, he held strong against her, and watched a tear escape her eye as she whimpered. "Daddy, please." She said, her tone a heartbreaking whine that was on the verge of an explosion. "Daddy!"

"Daddy needs you to listen."

"No!" She shouted, she grabbed his shirt, her fingernails digging into his skin. "I want my sister!" She screamed. "Find Gracie, Deuce! Find Gracie, please, Deuce!" She screamed.

"Toni, please." Booth said, feeling his resolve quickly falling to pieces. His nerves were fraying at an alarming rate, and those eyes staring back at him full of pain and fear was going to be his final undoing. "Please, Toni! Please listen... we're going to find her, okay. We're going to find her."

"Don't let me go, Deuce! Don't let me go again!" She screamed, grabbing at him, her face red and wet from the tears, she began to pound on his chest, sobbing into his neck. "Don't let me go!" She felt him embrace her, his hand resting on her head as he tried to block out the memory of his oldest daughter's kidnapping.

"Never." He whispered.

"What's going on?" Temperance's voice exploded in the room, and Booth stood, still holding Antonia against him.

"I think it hit her all at once what was going on." Booth replied. "Did Angela find anything?"

Temperance nodded, her icy glare settling on Jared for a moment before she motioned to Booth to follow her. He cradled his still sobbing daughter against his chest as he glanced to his brother. "What do we do about...?"

"Ace." Was all Temperance said, reaching for her daughter, the little girl turned into her mother's embrace naturally. She held her expertly in her arms as she stepped backwards from the door, followed by Booth. As soon as Booth stepped out of the room, Harding stepped in, walking directly toward Jared.

Ace sat across from the younger Booth brother, his face was serious and his jaw set as his teeth ground slightly. "Just great. They send you in to babysit me."

"I'm not a babysitter." He replied. His voice was low. It wasn't exactly threatening, but there was no question about the seriousness of his tone. "Booth is waiting on the phone call, but I need you to tell me anything that you know."

"I don't know anything." Jared replied, gritting his teeth.

"I can see right through you." Ace growled. "You know something relevant, and I can't understand why you're holding back. Your son is in their hands, Jared. What the hell is wrong with you?"

"They won't hurt them." Jared replied defiantly. "They just want me."

"That's a load of bullshit, Jared." Ace spat.

"Why the hell do you even care? You have nothing riding on this. You have…"

Ace replied sharply. "Just talk."