Seven months later,

It has been a few months since the whole serial killer named Thomas Cohen escapes from jail, kidnapping Lance Sweets, his biological son, and fiasco. Sweets were still living in Florida with his Birth mother Lily, trying to catch up with her.

One morning Booth and the Jeffersonian team had been called out for a body found in the woods hung from a tree.

"The Body appears to be male," Brennan announced, checking out the body,

"I'll have to look at what kind of rope this is once we get back to the lap," Hodgins added-in.

Booth, who was talking with the couple that found the body came over to where the Squints were busy looking at the body. "Already so those two found the body on their way to a hike. Bones, you ready to pack up," Booth asked.

"Yes, and I would like the tree to be brought back to the lab as well," Brennan answered.

Meanwhile, in Florida, Sweets was helping his mom clean up after work.

"I should have fought about getting a psychologist help to reading before," Lily smiled, putting away the tarot card for the day. Since being in Florida, Lance had been helping Lily do Hot reading.

"It's just simple body reading. I'm not a psychic," Sweets replied. "But it was pretty funny to see that lady freak out when I correctly guessed that her husband at passed away," Lance joked.

"Well, you have me conceived that you're a psychic if I didn't know any better," Lily mentioned as the two of began walking to the car to go out for dinner.

"I'm glad that if I had to take after my birth parents, it would be you," Sweets said, "and that it involves having cool power even if they're all fake," Lance add-in.

Lance and Lily made their way to eat one final meal together. "I'm really going to miss you when you go back to Washington," Lily brought up as they eat dinner.

"I know you will; I'll miss you too, but I promise to come back for the holidays, and I really miss my friends and my work."Lance gave his answer.

Lily couldn't help but smile at her son. How could some who was a literal genius who worked for the FBI to put away criminal be someone who came from her and that monster? Since being back together, Lily would sometimes think about Lance when he still went by the name she gave him Luka, and Sometimes she wonders what life would be like if They did escape successfully that night when he was just a toddler.

"We should probably get going. I have to catch my flight soon," Lance said to call a waiter over to pay for the meal."

"So are Victim's name is Marcus Arnold," Angela said to bring up the victim's face on the Angelatron. "He'd worked in as actor at a local theatre company," Angela mention bring up the name of the theatre, the Warner Theatre.

"That would explain the weird fabric Hodgin found on the body," Brennan mentioned. "I should go tell Booth, So he can go talk to theatre works," Brennan said before leaving the room."

Angela went back to work organized the screen's costume, figuring out what play the victim was doing.

"Its Judge Wargrave from The play, and then there were none," a Voice brought up cause Angela to turn around,

sweets were standing in the middle of her office; his hair at grown a bit longer, which somehow made him look even younger than he already did.

"My Mom, the one who adopts, took me to go see it once when I was fourteen," Lance said.

"Oh my God, Sweets, your back," Angela practically shouted in delight after not see her friend for over seven months running over to hung him.

"Hi, Angela, it's excellent to see you," Sweets said, hung her back.

"Why didn't you tell anyway that you were back? One of us got could have come to pick you up," Angela asked.

"Oh, I assumed that you guys would be busy," Sweets replied.

"Sweets, we wouldn't have been too busy to come to get you up from the airport."

It was then when Cam enters the room to see how Angela was doing, only to be surprised.

"Hi ," Lance said as the two friends hugged each other.

After that, it only took a few minutes for Hodgins to come into the room.

"Sweets is good to see you, man."

That night the team was at the founding father's to celebrate Sweets return. The team told Sweets all about all the stuff he missed in Washington; well, Lance told them all about his time in Florida.

Near the end of the evening, it was only Sweets and Booth left as Hodgins and Angela went home to relive Michael Vincent babysitter, Cam also went home, and Brennan went to get Christine from Max.

"Booth, do you think I'm evil" Sweets suddenly asked, seemingly out of nowhere.

Booth turned to look at his young friend in confusion, "Where did that come from?"Booth asked.

"By all accounts, Thomas was an evil man, and I came from him, Mabey if my life turned out differently, I would have become a killer like him, and you would be trying to put me away," Sweets brought up. '

Booth couldn't help but slightly laugh. "Sweets, I've meet cats who were born evil than you could ever be; I'm pretty sure you don't have an evil bone in your body," Booth said to his friends.

"Bones can not be evil or good. There simply just Bones," Brennan said, walking back into the room.

"It's just an expression, Bones," Booth replied.

It was a night back at his apartment that Sweets thought to himself about his life. Maybe those people who used to say that he was some Demon from being born Thomas Cohen was right about him.

Or maybe Booth was right, and he was really too nice to be any evil; it would make sense in school he could never fight to sacred that people would see him as some bully.

Either way, Sweets would try and not let the darkness consume him and try to stay in the light with his friends.