"Hey, boss, where do you need me?" asked Aubrey as soon as he set foot in the FBI squad room.

"Interrogation two. Suspect is already in there," said Andrew. "You sure it's this guy that hurt Booth?"

"Booth was the one that gave me the description, and Dr Brennan gave me the proof to back it up. I'm one hundred percent sure."

"Then let's get in there. I want him behind bars as soon as possible. Nobody gets to hurt my agents."

Aubrey smiled. Andrew was an amazing boss. He was protective of those that worked for him, but even more so when it came to Booth. Nobody was sure why that was, but they didn't question it. Everyone was fond of Booth, after all.

"If he's the one, I want him behind bars for the rest of his life," continued Andrew.

"Me too," agreed Aubrey.

"We need to be one hundred percent sure before we call Caroline in. She's been breathing down my neck ever since Booth went missing."

"Don't worry. We'll get the answers we need," said Aubrey before opening the door to the interrogation room and stepping inside. "Mr Watson, do you know why you're here?"

"I was told that someone stabbed and shot Agent Booth," said Watson.

"That someone was you, wasn't it?"

"No..."

"Don't lie to me. I have an eyewitness that places you at the scene where Agent Booth was shot and stabbed. I have a detailed statement from Agent Booth himself describing exactly what happened to him and who did it."

"Fine," said Watson, "I did it. But, I didn't want to, I swear!"

"That was too easy. You didn't even argue the point with me."

"Why should I? If Agent Booth saw me, then I'm dead anyway. But, I'm telling you the truth, I was put up to this by someone else."

"Who put you up to this?"

"I can't tell you that."

"If you don't, you're going down for this."

"If I tell you, I'll be dead."

"We can keep you safe, Mr Watson."

"No, you can't."

"We can. You just need to tell me who put you up to this."

"I can't. I can tell you that Agent Booth is still in danger though. He really wanted Agent Booth dead."

"Who is he?" asked Andrew as he slammed the interrogation room door behind him.

Watson swallowed hard as Andrew leaned on the table next to him. He shivered as Andrew stepped into his personal space and glared at him.

"Okay, okay! His name is Steven Drew! I met him in prison a year ago. He was getting out and mentioned making Agent Booth pay for locking him up. I was still angry with Agent Booth for putting me in prison, so I told him that I would help as soon as I was out. I forgot about that, but he didn't. The day I was released, Drew called me and reminded me of our agreement. He told me where I could find Agent Booth and what I should do to kill him!"

"He told you to seriously injure a federal agent and then make sure he drowns?"

"He wanted me to shoot Agent Booth and hide him away so that he would die a slow death. I had to improvise when Agent Booth managed to run away after I shot him."

"So you decided to throw him into a tank of water and let him die there?"

"I just wanted to hide him for a while, I swear! I got cold feet at the last minute and decided that I would go back and free him after I met up with Drew and convinced him that Agent Booth wasn't going to be saved."

"You thought Agent Booth would still be alive by then?" asked Aubrey as he scribbled furiously on a notepad.

"I knew the cold water would slow the bleeding from his wounds and keep him from bleeding to death. I was buying myself some time."

"Did you know that we found Agent Booth only a few hours after you put him in that tank? And, did you know that, when we found him, Agent Booth was barely conscious and had already lost too much blood? You weren't saving him, you were saving yourself. You did exactly what Drew wanted!"

"No..."

"Yes." Aubrey stood up and collected his notes. "Mr Watson, you are under arrest for the attempted murder of a federal agent. Because you were only out on parole, you'll be going back to prison this afternoon, and you won't be seeing the outside world ever again. I hope that you think what you've done is worth it."

Aubrey and Andrew left the room and closed the door behind them. Aubrey could feel the anger radiating off of his boss as they grabbed a cup of coffee from the break room.

"Are you okay, sir?" asked Aubrey. "I know you and Booth are pretty close."

"I'll be alright," said Andrew after a moment. "I'm angry, but I will be fine. How's Booth doing anyway?"

"He's getting better slowly. He's still weak and exhausted, the doctors are keeping a close eye on him because of the blood loss and possible hypothermia, but they say he'll make a full recovery."

"Good... I might need to go and see him after work, though. Just to make sure that he's okay."

"I'm heading back to the hospital when I finish up from here. You can come with me."

"Yeah, I might do that, actually." Andrew nodded at Aubrey. "Thank you. I'm just going to go and get some agents to find this Steven Drew guy before we head out."

"Okay." Aubrey placed his mug in the sink and started washing it, watching his boss walk away in a bit of a daze.