Ok, here is the 2nd chapter I wrote today, I have 9 ready too, but I'm gonna make you wait until tomorrow. Keep up the reviews! Love em! ---Misty

Booth was thunderstruck by what he was looking at. Rows and rows of television feed from all over campus; girls restrooms, gym shower rooms, every single hall in the building; there was a TV for every inch of the building.

"Oh my god." Was all that could escape from Mr. Handsfield's mouth at the sight of the hidden room.

"You mean to tell me you had no idea this was here?" Booth looked at Handsfield fuming with anger. "How does the principal of a school not know about a secret room where some sick bastard is taping all of the female pupils? I find that very hard to believe Mr. Handsfield and I swear if I find out you had anything to do with this you will be hanging your fancy shmancy diplomas on a cinder block wall in prison."

Booth stormed out too disgusted to continue in his search, it would have to be completed another time and for right now he was ok with that idea.

Temperance had spent all day in her office going over particle reports given to her by Hodgins. There had to be something that she was missing she was convinced of it, but she lacked the effort to find it. Her thoughts did nothing but drift and wonder all day, to Booth.

"Whatcha thinkn' bout?" Angela was standing in the door frame to Tempe's office with a concerned look on her face.

"I'm having a hard time concentrating." Tempe rubbed her temples with the tips of her fingers and sighed.

"Booth?" Angela asked pointedly.

"No Ange it's not Booth, I am trying to find something that I missed in the Hibbert case, a fraction of a piece of evidence, something for me to go on and I just can't find it."

"Well sweetie, do you think it has anything to due with the fact that you haven't slept in two days."

"Who says I haven't slept?" asked Tempe.

"The elephant sized bags under your eyes." Bones rolled her eyes. She knew she looked like death. Angela was right, she hadn't slept well, and it was catching up with her. Her performance was lacking and all she wanted to do was cuddle up in a nice warm blanket and sleep for the next year.

"Why don't you go home, get some sleep. You aren't doing any good around here, and Goodman is already gone for the day, he will never know the difference."

Bones didn't have the energy to argue with Angela and agreed.

"You promise me Ange that if you all come up with anything you will call me immediately."

"Yes your majesty."

"Not funny Angela… see you tomorrow."

Temperance gathered her things and headed towards the elevator only looking back once to be certain that she had locked her office door. She had barely made it to her car when her cell phone rang.

"Really Angela.. I haven't even made it to my car, what do you want?" Frustration filled the air and Angela could hear it, but regardless of the chewing she was doomed to get she had to make the call.

"Booth just walked in and says that he needs to speak with you, something about cameras, and bathrooms, I really couldn't follow it all."

"I don't care Ange, tell him that I'm going home I will talk to him tomorrow." Bones hung up the phone before Angela could even spit out another word.

"Sorry Booth she said it will have to wait till tomorrow."

Booth was past the point of disgruntled, and being blown off by his partner only fueled his anger.

"What is her problem? Did you tell her that I have evidence for the Hibbert case?"

"Yes I did, she didn't care. Booth she really is tired, maybe you should just let it be for one day. She wouldn't be much help to you today anyways; she has been here for 5 hours and gotten not a damn thing accomplished."

"And I suppose that is my fault?"

Angela was taken aback, she had the faintest of what was going on between the two of them, but whatever it was they needed to be locked in a room together till they got it fixed. Avoidance never helped any situation.

"Hey, ok, back up… number 1, what the hell is your problem? Do you have a bug up your butt? And number 2 if you need to see her that bad you know where she lives, make a surprise visit."

Booths footsteps could be heard for miles as he stomped out of the building and to his own vehicle.