Okay guys, I said I'd update it again quickly and I guess I followed through since I only posted the chapter before this this morning. Funnily enough this came a who lot easier to me because I've been planning on writing this from the very beginning. So, I hope you enjoy.


Christine's Pov

As Michael and I drove towards Kate's, who we decided to pay a surprise visit to considering she and Darius were back and we didn't want to be in our parents ways, I thought back to what had happened when Sweets and Arastoo had picked us up. Neither of them would tell us – any of us – what was going on and I had a feeling it was because us kids were in the car. So, when we'd arrived at my house I'd asked Sweets to drive me to Michael's before going to work with dad so we could go to Kate's in his Ute (after I dumped my luggage inside the house and grabbed the presents for Kate and Darius, also changing into a lavender top and blue ripped denim shorts). He'd agreed and that's why Michael and I were driving there now in his car.

"Worried?" Michael asked me and I nodded as I continued to stare blankly out the window.

"It's not like them to keep secrets from us anymore, so now that they are it is kinda obvious that things are a whole lot worse than I'd originally thought." I explained.

"Are you sure you're not just ready into things?" He asked and I sighed as I turned to look at him, resting my right arm against the window and my head in my hand.

"I don't know. I've just got this nagging feeling in the back of my brain that keeps making me feel like something bad is about to happen." I admitted.

"Well then, maybe we should go consult a fortune teller." He said because he's a grade A smartass and I slapped him on the arm. "I'm being serious, but thanks of making fun of me." I said and I looked back out the window with a huff. I didn't like this feeling I was having, it was driving me insane. My gut was telling me something was wrong (yes I know my mom would probably tell me that was illogical, but my dad would surely believe me and in the end so would she. I mean she'd relied on her gut before, though she'll never easily admit it) and I didn't like it. "

Sorry, it's just that I don't want you being so negative. Everything's going to be fine." He said as we pulled into Kate's driveway and I just nodded before I climbed out of the car. I walked towards her door, knowing she was home and with her presents in hand, and knocked. Seconds later she opened the door and her face lit up with surprise… then she squealed and pulled me into a tight hug.

"Oh my god, I can't believe you two are already back." She said, then she noticed my hair and stared at me. "What on earth did you do to your hair?"

"I got it cut, isn't it obvious." I said as Michael slipped into the house, obviously trying to avoid the girl drama.

"I can't believe you cut your hair this short, but I have to admit it looks good." She said and I was glad I got her approval, or else I was never going to hear the end of it. "Anyway, why are you and Michael back so early? I thought you had another week of Paris."

"Something happened involving our parents work and they were called back. I'm not sure what's going on because no one would tell us, but it must be pretty bad for Caroline to call us back so urgently." I admitted as we entered the house. "Anyway, on a less sad note. Here you go." I said happily, handing her her presents. Michael had Darius'.

"Ah, thank you. I have yours and Michael's in the lounge room." She said as she took the bags from me and dragged me by the arm towards the lounge room where Michael and Darius we causally talking.

"Hey Chris, nice haircut." Darius said and I smiled at him.

"Thanks Darius." I said as I sat down on the couch beside Michael, both of us being handed present bags by Kate.

"I hope you like them." She said as she started looking through what I'd brought her (which was a green dress, a statue Eiffel tower and a bracelet.) I opened my bag and pulled out what she had brought me. There was a thick silver bracelet that had flowers carved into it, a tribal necklace and a floral beach dress, along with a hula doll.

"I love 'em Kate, thanks." I smiled and she smiled back.

"Thank you, I love the dress." She said. I knew she would, I mean I was her best friend. Being with her, Darius and Michael actually made things a whole lot better, mainly because they took my mind off other things.

"So, did you do what I said you had to do?"

"Yes, we did it." I said, knowing all too well what she was talking about. "And no, you don't get to know the details."

"Oh, come on." She whined and Michael looked at me.

"What are you two on about? What did she ask you to do?" He asked and I leaned closer to him, covering the side of my mouth so the two of them couldn't tell what I was saying to him.

"The kiss on top of the Eiffel tower." I explained in a soft voice and I saw a faint amount of blush appear on his cheeks, causing me to bite my lip so I wouldn't laugh. Making Michael laugh was my favorite activity because I know all too well how much he hates blushing around Darius because Darius always calls him a girl.

"Blushing again. Damn Michael, you can be such a little girl sometimes." Darius said and I saw the annoyance on Michael's face.

"So does that make you a little girl Darius, cos I recall making you blush more than a few times in Hawaii." Kate said simply and Darius blushed while I burst into laughter alongside Michael. I had to give it to Kate, she sure as hell knew how to make a man squirm, especially Darius.

Booth's Pov

As we arrived at the Jeffersonian, me back in my suit while Bones was in her blue lab coat, I instantly spotted Cam on the platform and headed up once with Bones once she swiped her card so the security alarm didn't go off, Hodgins and Angela following behind us.

"Cam, what's going on?" Angela asked as soon as we reached her.

"This body was found buried in a container a few days ago and he was buried alive." Cam explained.

"So why are we back, surly Mr. Vasari is capable of handling this?" Bones asked and that's when I saw the graveness of the look on Cam's face.

"This man is the cousin of Matthew and Ryan Kent and just like them, a ransom was sent out." Cam said and my eyes widened.

"You're not saying…" Hodgins began, but he trailed off. I knew what he was thinking, but I didn't want to believe it or what it could possibly mean.

"There's a copy cat Grave Digger, and whoever it is is targeting the families of the Grave Diggers victims, including Terrance Gilroy's." Cam explained and I immediately pulled out my phone and dialed Christine's number. If I had of known this before I would never have let her go to Kate's. Damn it, why hadn't Sweets told me?

"Dad, what is it?" She asked the moment she answered the phone. There was no getting anything passed her; she always seemed to know when something was wrong before I said a word.

"Can you and Michael come here as soon as you can please?" I asked. I didn't want to worry her, especially since she knew all about Heather Taffet had done to Bones, Hodgins and I. Also, there was no way of knowing if this copycat was going to go after her. Still, that didn't mean they wouldn't and that meant I wanted her where I could see her.

"Of course dad, but what's going on? Is this about the case we came back because of?" She asked.

"I'll explain once you get here, just don't take too long okay." I said as lightly as I could.

"You're making it sound like I'm you dad. I got the point, hurry up and get our butts to the lab. Well be there soon." She said before she hung up. There really was no getting past her; she had Bones' intelligence and my gut instincts.

"Why didn't you tell Christine what's going on? Parker already knows." Cam asked and I sighed. Well, at least my son knew.

"Because I don't want to worry her yet, but I do want her here. If this copycat is going after the Grave Diggers victims' families then I want her where I can see her and Michael as well. I'm also going to contact Jared just in case." I said. "You need to focus on exactly what this guy might be planning next and find out how he's doing this."

Christine's Pov

"Are you sure Michael, I can come with you?" I asked again. We were outside the Jeffersonian and Michael was dropping me off before he went home to quickly change. See, he and Darius had gotten into a little fight and Darius had shoved him into the swimming pool, so now he needed to go and change his clothing.

"I'm sure. I just need to go change, I'll be right back. Besides, you really do need to go see Booth to find out what's going on." He said and I nodded before I climbed out of the car and shut the door, heading inside the building as he drove off to go change so he no longer looked so bad. I made my way through it and walked into the forensic department, noticing that mom and Cam seemed hard at work on the platform.

"Christine, where's Michael?" Angela asked as I entered the room to see both her and dad standing there and I could see the worry on her face. Why was she worrying, we'd only been at Kate's?

"He quickly went home to change his clothes. Darius and he sort of had a brawl and he ended up in the pool, so he kinda got soaked. It was his own damn fault though for being a typical teenager." I rattled on; until I saw that the worry on her face had increased. "What's going on, you both seem worried and tense? Does this have something to do with the case?" I asked.

When neither of them answered me I looked at the Angelatron and saw a picture of a man, then I read the name. Chase Kent, aged twenty nine. Wait, Kent, wasn't that the last name of two of the Grave Digger victims. That's when it hit me and I looked at the crime scene photos and saw what looked like a body buried in a container. Oh my god, did that mean he was…? But that would mean that there was…! Holy shit!

"There's a copycat Grave Digger, isn't there?" I asked, even though I bloody well knew the answer to that one. I mean it was staring me right in the bloody face, only an idiot wouldn't be able to see it. So that's why dad was so instant and that was why Angela was so worried about Michael right now. I still got no answer, so I continued. "Let me guess, he's targeting the families of previous victims, trying to copy exactly what Heather Taffet did. Which means he's either going to come after you dad, mom or Hodgins, or us kids." I finished.

"There really is no protecting you from anything, is there?" Dad asked and I walked over to him, hugging him because I was scared. Not just for my safety, but for Michael's, his, mom's and Hodgins' as well. I was actually beginning to wish we had stayed in Paris.


And that's a wrap for this chapter, so review please and I'll get to writing the next as soon as I can.