Author's Note: I am so sorry for taking so long to update! Real life has been so hectic lately! I really love this chapter! I hope you do too! Anyways, please enjoy!

Booth forced himself to count to ten before he allowed himself to open his mouth. After all, yelling at Magneto wouldn't solve anything. Still, what Booth would give to punch that bastard in the face—

Agent Booth, please calm down.

Booth turned his head silently and met the wise gaze of the professor.

But—!

Calm, the Professor's voice echoed in his head. Anger will get you nowhere.

Nodding slowly, Booth faced the projection of the madman on the screen. Rogue took a shakily step forward and glared at Magneto.

"Ah swear, yah're not gonna get away with this—!" Her voice shook from fear, but Booth still thought it was admirable of her to say what was on everyone's minds.

"Ah, hello Rogue," Magneto greeted with a twisted smile. "I didn't get the chance to thank you properly for saving Dr. Brennan earlier. Perhaps I should come and see you soon—" Before Booth could even blink, Gambit had put a protective arm around Rogue's waist and was securely holding her. His eyes seemed to glow a fiery red and he said nothing as he pulled Rogue behind him.

"Gambit," Magneto muttered. "I see you're still vainly trying to woo the young southern belle." Gambit said nothing as he and Rogue exited the room. Booth smiled softly. At least someone was making their feelings clear . . .

"Why do you want her?" The Professor's voice was calm and controlled. He wasn't going to give Magneto any reason to get upset and act irrationally.

"Why, Charles?" Magneto repeated, a bit in disbelief. "Why not?"

"Magnus—"

"You want an answer? Fine," Magneto sighed. "She's smart and her rational thinking skills might even be on par with mine. Now, you give her to me or I'll keep picking off these weak humans—you don't want what happened to Daisy to happen again, do you?"

No one said anything for the longest time. Then, suddenly, a soft voice from the back of the room spoke up.

"And if I go with you, will you stop your killing rampage?" Booth spun around to see Bones standing at the back of the room. She was pale and Angela was helping her stand up, but the determination in her eyes was plainly visible.

"Bones—" His voice died out when she met his gaze. In her eyes, he could see her telling him to trust what she was doing.

"Dr. Brennan," Magneto said politely. "I was wondering when you would show up."

"I'm serious, Magneto," She growled and Booth had never heard her so furious before. She let go of Angela's hand and wobbled over to the screen. Booth was ready to rush over to her in case she fell, but her step never faltered. "If I go with you, will you stop all this senseless killing?"

"Are you striking a bargain with me, Dr. Brennan?" His tone was amused and slightly disbelieving.

"Yes," She replied truthfully and Booth just wanted to grab her and shut her up. Why wasn't anyone stopping her? "But only if you meet my conditions."

"And why would I want to do that?" He challenged.

"Do you really want to send your lackeys here to get me when we both know the X-Men will completely outclass them?"

Magneto laughed, the harsh noise bouncing off the wall and filling the silence.

"I knew I liked you, Dr. Brennan!" He exclaimed. "What are your terms?"

"In exchange for me, you stop killing people here—both the Kelleys and the people I care about. Those are my terms." Magneto nodded for a few seconds, processing the offer. Booth grabbed Brennan harshly by the arm and angrily whispered:

"Bones, what the hell are you doing?"

"Trust me, Booth," She mumbled. "Trust me."

"But—!"

"I accept," Magneto told her. "I'll be there in an hour." Then, the screen went blank.

Booth shook his head, trying to dispel what had just happened.

Bones—his Bones—was going to be in the hands of a madman.

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