Disclaimers: See chapter one

(A/N) I'm from the west coast and have never been back east so I have no idea what Virginia looks like or if there are woods anywhere close to DC so for the sake of my story I say there are. So forgive me if this is grossly inaccurate. Also, there will be a few towns and places that are completely fictional. Again thank you for all your reviews. And for you who asked why she did just go back and hit him again, she was in shock.
EDITED: 7/2019

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Chapter Three

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6:30 P.M. Sunday

Wong foo's

Sid Shapiro the owner of Wong foo's watched his friend, FBI agent Seeley Booth as he said goodbye to his son, Parker. He had known Booth for close to ten years now, and kind of saw him as a little brother. He hated it when Rebecca, Booth's ex-girlfriend would not let his friend see his son. Booth has all ways had to fight her to see Parker. Rebecca hated Booth and has done everything in her power to see to it that she would never have to see him again.

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With one last wave goodbye to his son, Seeley turned and walked over to the bar and sat down, "so, you want something to eat?" Sid asked.

"I hate having to say goodbye to him, I never know when I will get to see him again," Booth turned to Sid who was looking at with sympathy.

"Sorry. Yeah, I'll have something." Like always Booth left it up to Sid to decide what that 'something' would be.

Sid went to get the food leaving Booth alone to sit there and replay his latest fight with Rebecca, she made it so hard for him to be a part of Parker's life.

Booth hated to fight, he had to deal with difficult and sometimes violent people almost every day in his line of work, so he earnestly sought for things to go smoothly in his personal life. That's probably why he was with Tessa, they rarely ever even disagreed let alone argued. As for his friends, most are like Sid, easy-going. Even the Squint Squad was OK, though Booth would never admit that to anyone...ever. Angela is cute, fun, and well, normal. Hodgins is cool if a little paranoid, and Zach...well Zach is just weird but in a good way.

Then there's Bones now it was different with her. Even though they argued a lot and some times annoyed each other, he knew he could count on her to have his back, besides it was fun to tease her and see her get all bent out of shape.

Seeley looked at his watch than over at the entrance. 'She should have been here fifteen minutes ago,' Booth thought as Sid brought his food and a cold beer to him. "You waiting for someone?" Sid asked as he leaned on the bar.

"Yeah, Tessa." Sid made a face but said nothing.

Booth saw the look and sighed, "You don't like her very much do you?"

"She's a lawyer," Sid said it as if that explained everything.

"A corporate lawyer. What could you possibly have ageist a corporate lawyer?"

"It doesn't matter if a lawyer is corporate or not, a lawyer is a lawyer."

"Why do I get the feeling that that's not the only reason you dislike her?" Booth looked at Sid with a raised eyebrow.

When Sid didn't say anything Booth continued, "I don't see why, She's a nice person, easy to get along with, funny, let's me do my own thing..."

"Are you trying to convince me, or yourself?" Sid asked pointedly.

"What? I don't kno..." Booth trailed off as he heard the front door open then glanced over to the entrance just in time to see Tessa walk in. Booth greeted her with a kiss and a smile. He still didn't know what Sid meant by what he had said but guessed he would figure it out later.

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7:00P.M. Sunday

Location: Unknown

Temperance had been running and hiding all day. When she had first gotten away from him she had run until she dropped. She had known she could go no further and looked around to find a place to hide. She had found one not too far away in a fallen tree that had bushes all around it. She hid there for most of the morning.

She had been pretty numb up till then. But that changed soon after she had settled into her hiding place. It was there that she had gotten to see how badly she was injured. She took off her shirt and jacket, then pulled up her tank top and looked at her bullet wound it was still bleeding but not as much as before. Temperance was relieved to see that it was just a flesh wound. She would need to watch out for too much bleeding and infection.

She had a small first aid kit in her bag and had used it to clean and dress the wounds on her wrists, head, and side she also found a half-empty bottle of water and took some aspirin. She hoped that she had done enough to prevent infection and ease some of the pain. Unfortunately, her first-aid kit was now almost empty.

After a few hours of waiting and listening for the man and not hearing anything, she felt it was safe enough to look for a more secure hiding place. She had drunk almost all of her water and would need to find more also.

It was now getting dark but she had finally found the perfect place to hide. It was a cave-like recess halfway up a fairly large hill. The niche was so overgrown with bushes and trees that had she not almost fallen into it she never would have found it. When she was inside the bushes enabled her to see if anyone was coming while still being completely hidden. It was reasonably large inside about seven to eight feet deep by six feet wide but only about four feet tall. It was also not too far from a small creek.

Temperance settled in her new little haven and started going through her bag to see what else was in there that she could use. She found some matches, the two pieces of rope, her first-aid kit, a note pad and pen, about three or four granola bars, a fruit cup, a hair clip, a pair of socks, a now full water bottle thanks to the creek, two small pocket knives, six paper clips, a tin of breath mints and a few other things that she had grabbed from in the trunk.

Temperance sighed, "Well it's better than nothing," she picked up her first-aid kit to see what she still had left in it, two gauze pads, half a roll of medical tape, a small bottle of aspirin, a box of band-aids, scissors, and medical super glue. It worried her that she didn't have more gauze pads, she would need to change the ones on her side soon she had already bled through them.

When she had changed her bandages, she looked at her wound and was relieved to see that it didn't look infected, she then put on the last two gauze pads and taped them down. Temperance had been running on adrenalin and determination all day but now she was exhausted and weak from her injuries, so she closed her eyes and leaned back, ageist the side of the niche to rest.

When she opened her eyes again, it was pitch black, she was shivering and felt worse than ever. She suspected the shivering had more to do with the pain and trauma her body had gone through than the actual temperature.

Temperance groaned in pain when she moved to hit the light on her watch, she was stunned to see that it was just a little before four A.M. nearly nine hours since she was last awake.

She sat up but was overcome with a wave of dizziness and nausea she closed her eyes and took a couple of deep breaths to try to help her feel better. When she felt like she could move again without being sick she reached for her bag and pulled out a granola bar. Though eating was the last thing she wanted to do she knew she had to or risk weakening herself further. She hadn't eaten anything for close to thirty-six hours, but just the thought of food made her stomach roll. 'You've got to eat or you won't survive,' she told herself. She opened the foil around the bar and choked it down, hoping that she would not throw it all back up. When she was finished with the bar, she took a drink of water to help wash it down.

She hugged her arms around herself trying to get warm. It was late spring and even though it was warm during the day it cooled down at night. As Temperance leaned back to rest, she wished for the sun to come up soon so she could get warm. She was shivering so badly now that she could not get her body to relax. She was beyond miserable, "please, let somebody have found my car and called the police...called Booth," she pleaded, "please, please, let them be looking for me." She pulled her jacket closed and waited fitfully for sleep to come.

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I hope this was not too long or too boring.

Please tell me what you think.