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Chapter 29- Strength and Frailty
Brennan made her way to the top of the ladder. Suddenly she stopped and grunted, she could feel something happening.
"Go. Just one more step and we're out." Zack pushed.
Brennan shook her head "I can't. Zack I can't."
Zack looked down at Howard. He was grunting. "Brennan we don't have choice. Howard's coming too. Come on. One more step. You can do this."
Brennan looked up. If she reached up slightly she could feel the hardwood of freedom. Brennan slowly lifted her foot and rested it on the last bar of the ladder. Then with all the strength she could muster she pushed herself to freedom.
Booth and Alexandria were close now. Ten minutes from where they needed to be.
Booth gripped the steering wheel as tight as he could to keep his hands from shaking. His body was filled with mixed emotions, he was pissed off, disgusted, and was frightened. Pissed off at himself for not protecting his Bones. Disgusted at Edward Montoya. And frightened for the fragile lives of his love, daughter and friend. Booth could feel his face burning up; he thought that he could explode at any given minute.
Alexandria was in the passenger seat holding on to the side of the door for dear life, she could sense Booth's emotions. She herself was feeling similar emotions. She waited four long years to be free of Edwards grasp, and now she was voluntarily going back into the place she almost lost her life. Who was she to say, "The hell with them" and go and live her life? She wouldn't be able to live with herself if something happened to Brennan, or her baby, or Zack. As much as she longed to be home with the people she loved, she longed to make sure her new friends and saviors were safe. They had a huge part in her ability to escape Edward. His obsession with Brennan was enough of a distraction for Alexandria to flee. She would help no matter what happened.
Angela sat in her office furiously drawing. She had Brennan's sonogram blown up on her computer screen. She was going to give that baby a face if it took her all night. Hodgins had told her it was impossible to give a sonogram a face, seeing as the face hadn't fully developed. Angela told him she had done more with less. God forbid something happened, that baby was going to have a face. That innocent little girl who hadn't begun to live, yet survived so much was going to have a face. She was going have Brennan's blue eyes and smile. She was going to have ears and a nose like Russ. She would have thick, dark hair like Christine and a chin like Max. Nothing about that baby would say "Edward Montoya".
Cam stood over the remains of a man shot in a gang war. An autopsy was unneeded at this point. The cause of death was obvious, and the shooter had been caught. But Cam, looking for a distraction, insisted that an autopsy had to be done. As she weighted the man's liver, Cam couldn't help but tear up. At first Brennan and Cam hated each other. But over the years they had become close friends. And Zack, well how could you not love Zack-a-Roni. Cam laughed when she remembered how Zack would go pale and almost vomit when he was near a freshly dead body. "I'm not used to the victims looking so much like human beings" he would say. But then when he would have to go trudging through a compost heap to retrieve bones, he wasn't fazed in the least. And Brennan, no smell fazed her. Even pregnant nothing nauseated her. Cam admired Brennan's strength, after everything she had been through Brennan remained strong. Cam just hoped there was enough left for her to come home safe.
Hodgins sat his desk laughing to himself. He was thinking of all the stupid-and completely necessary experiments he and Zack had done over the years. The spam with the sea monkeys, and the time they almost blew themselves up. Hodgins was also recalled being buried alive with Brennan. He thought of how frightened she must be at this very moment. While she would have never admitted it, she was petrified when they were buried in that car. Hodgins smacked a stack of papers off of his desk in anger; he watched the papers slowly drift to the floor. God it was frustrating just sitting there, knowing. Knowing that there was nothing he could do for his friends. Nothing. He hated that phrase. "There's nothing we can do" is right up there with "We have dirt for you to play with". Those phrases infuriated him. There was always something that could be done. But in this rare case, there was nothing. Hodgins had done everything. They knew who, and where, and now all he could do was wait.
Brennan stood tall on the hardwood floor. She heard Zack close the hatch behind her. Suddenly she felt her whole body shake. First she felt her feet go numb, and then she felt her body collapse into Zack's arms. She could see a small amount of blood on the floor. Something's really wrong now She thought. She looked up at Zack who was on the phone.
"This is Dr Zachary Addy from the Jeffersonian institute in Washington DC. I am here with Dr Temperance Brennan. She is in labor and something is wrong. I need an ambulance right away...I don't know where we are! Can't you track it...Thank you." Zack threw the phone down and gently laid Brennan on the floor. He grabbed a throw blanket that was draped over an arm chair and laid it over Brennan's knees.
Brennan looked around "I expected to be in a warehouse somewhere." She said. Instead they were in a nicely furnished home.
"He probably killed the previous owners." Zack said as he opened the hatch and pulled up the rope ladder, insuring that Howard stay where he was.
Suddenly Brennan screamed. Zack lifted up the blanket to check on the progress. Brennan saw his eyes widen.
"What?" She asked as Zack ran into the bathroom and emerged with an arm load of clean towels.
"She's crowning." Zack said.
A/N- Uh oh she's crowning. You know what that means. People PLEASE vote on a baby name. In the next two chapters I am going to name the baby so PLEASE vote. I'm begging now! The poll is on my profile! Thanks!
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