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"Isa!" Brennan shouted as she sprinted past the armed policemen and ducked beneath the yellow tape. Her heart felt like it was permanently lodged in her throat as she approached the front door. Breathing heavily she stopped at the door taking in the sight of the door broken at its hinges removed completely.
"Miss, you're gonna have to stay behind the tape."
"No this is my house! Where's my daughter?" she yelled moving the offending officer out of her way. She ran up the stairs and breathed a sigh of relief as she found Isa standing over Peter holding a bag of peas over his left eye.
"Isa!" she shouted.
"Mommy!" she dropped the bag and ran into her mothers willing arms. Booth was quickly behind them and took Isa from Brennan's grasp hugging her with equal ardor.
"I'm fine Daddy." She told him as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"How about you Pete?" He directed his question to the bruised man. Brennan sat next to him on the couch and took his chin in her hand checking the injury.
"Come on Bones, its not rocket science just throw a few things into an overnight and let's go." Booth directed at her leaning against the frame of her bedroom door. It seems that two men had forced their way into the house assuming that Brennan was home and attacked Peter. He tried to fend off the men as best he could but was knocked out cold with one hit. With Peter out of the way they proceeded to check the house but were stopped by the sounds of blaring sirens and flashing lights. Isa had heard the commotion and quickly identified them as 'bad men' and called the cops scaring them off.
"Where are we going?" she asked moving about her bedroom.
"Somewhere where we will be safe." Brennan rolled her eyes and answered her cell phone.
"Brennan. Yes Zach, I need you to send me all the files we've been working on. I'm going on a…vacation. No I'm not sure where. Yes I assume you can take one too. I'm not sure if Hodgins would be interested in doing that with you. Okay thanks Zach." She hung up and went to her underwear drawer and stopped trying to decide on what to take. Brennan plucked gingerly through the scrappy flimsy pieces of lace not finding a decent pair of plain cotton underwear. She sighed grabbing a handful and putting it in her bag. She never wore that type of underwear for Peter, the two rarely even had sex so she never really had to worry about Peter pushing her down onto the bed and finding granny panties. It wasn't like Peter never wanted to be intimate, he did, Brennan could just never bring herself to do it. Always coming up with excuses like about her being too tired or that it would be better if they waited until they were married. No all she could think about was her only time with Booth. The way she felt as she held her close stroked her body worshipping her nude figure.
"Nice panties Bones." Booth teased earning a glare from the good doctor.
"I'm ready Daddy." Isa called appearing at the door, with a Hello Kitty suitcase packed to the brim. Booth scooped her into his arms dropping a kiss to her cheek.
"You see she's ready." Brennan rolled her eyes picking up her coat and leaving the room. She walked into the living room to say goodbye to Peter.
"Peter, we'll call you as soon as we get to wherever it is we're going. But maybe its safer if you don't call us." She told him. Peter sighed nodding his head dejectedly.
"Be safe Temperance." His hand snaked around her waist drawing her close for a passionate kiss. Brennan brought her hands to his chest pushing at him gently. Booth and Isa turned their faces alarmed at the sudden PDA.
"Okay bye Peter." She stepped back waving lamely and went out the front door.
"Bye Peter." Isa repeated waving at her step dad.
"Why didn't you really lay one on him Bones." Booth whispered as they drove through the night.
"Shut up Booth."
"What? He is your fiancée you didn't say goodbye properly."
"Peter was trying to stick his tongue down my throat in front of our daughter." She defended gesturing to the sleeping Isa.
"You two don't even act like your engaged to be married."
"Just mind your business Booth. Where are you taking us anyway?"
"To this little Bed and Breakfast outside of D.C. You'll love it I know the couple who owns it we'll be safe there until the forensics team can id who was at the house. Maybe get some answers." Booth looked back at Isa's sleeping form and smiled.
"What?" Brennan asked not being able to help smile herself.
"I noticed earlier that she has my eyes." He said shaking his head.
"She does. That's the first thing I saw when the doctors put her in my arms." Brennan nodded nostalgically.
"Isa is a beautiful intelligent young girl, you've done such a great job raising her by yourself." Booth took her free hand in his and kissed her bare knuckles.
"Booth." She said accusingly slowly removing her hand from his.
"What are you afraid Peter might rough me up." He joked recapturing her hand with his.
"No, we're engaged. Engaged couples don't hold hands with ex lovers." She pointed out.
"We have a child together we have history." He said giving her one of his boyish grins. They pulled up to a lovely cottage with a small garden bed decorating the front lawn.
"Here we are." Booth exclaimed putting the car in park. "I'll grab the bags you get Isa."
Brennan nodded and unbuckled her seatbelt. She went around to the backseat unfastening Isa and smiling as the little girl put her arms around her neck in a sleepy fashion.
"Your booked?" Booth yelled.
"Keep it down Seeley." Martha Hardy swatted the FBI agent with her hand. "Its bad enough that you come in the middle of the night and now you want to wake my guest. Martha was obviously sleeping herself, she was dressed in a long nightgown her gray hair in disarray. She was short in size but when aggravated could be very intimidating.
"Where's Frank?"
"Sleeping like you should be. Why have you come here so late? And who is this beautiful woman and gorgeous child?" Booth smiled happily putting an arm around Brennan.
"Martha this is Dr. Temperance Brennan and Isabella Brennan."
"Oh you're that forensic anthropologist who wrote those books. Is this your child?" Martha asked excitedly.
"Yes, our child in fact." She gestured between her and Booth as best she could with a sleeping five year old in her arms.
"Another one. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Long story Martha, I'll tell you sometime. But in the meanwhile can you find somewhere to put us?"
"Well," Martha put on her glasses that hung from her neck. "Well actually we have the master suite open, that one has two rooms with two beds and one bathroom."
"We'll take it." Booth answered handing her his credit card.
"Oh nonsense, you'll like the son I never wanted I can't take your money. Here let me take this." She grabbed Isa's suitcase and began to lead them up the stairs.
"Isa is exhausted I put her down on the twin bed for the time being but I don't think I can move her. She's really tired and gets really cranky when you move her around." Brennan said as she removed her jacket.
"Are you sure?" Brennan gave him a pointed look.
"Your right you would probably know. So I'll just sleep on the floor."
"Booth don't be ridiculous, I'm sure we can both share a bed like normal adults." She grabbed her overnight bag and made her way to the bathroom to change. Booth sighed and took off his jacket and removed his jeans. He flopped onto the bed and put a hand behind his head. There was no way he would be able to control himself with Brennan scantily clad sleeping next to himself. And he was familiar with what she wore to sleep, usually small tank tops that could barely contain her full breasts and low riding boxer shorts. Brennan emerged from the bathroom in the predicted attire and Booth took in a deep breath reminding him to keep his hands to himself. Brennan sighed as she got under the covers and reached over him to turn off the lamp.
"Goodnight." She must have known that he was going to take a whiff of her silky smooth hair and take a not so innocent peek down her top. Brennan shifted in bed her scent catching his nostrils sending a jolt of arousal through Booth.
"Yeah Goodnight."