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Run. The words came to her from beyond the wind, and instinctively she followed the demand. She ran faster and faster, and breathing was becoming something to be desired and cherished, but not something one could risk. It was becoming later in the night. The moon over head suggested it was close to midnight, but she always found it hard to tell the exact time.

The cool breeze was taking a toll on her throat and it was starting to feel raspy, but she never stopped and continued on. How was she to see where she was going? At this time of night, all she could see were the dark black shadows of the trees.

Tripping over an uprooted tree, she banged her head on the soft ground. She felt around, trying to gather her breath. 'This earth had been disturbed, and recently', she thought to herself. Voicing her opinion right then would have been deadly. Lucky, she had fallen close to a bush, so she allowed herself to check the area a bit more closely. A White fleck had caught her eye. Automatically, she started to dig around the white area, gently just like the training had taught her. Just as she had pried out the item she was investigating, she heard someone speak from a little while off. "They're close" she thought. She wouldn't have time to look around any longer. She needed to get a move on, and she needed to go right now.

Just as she stood up to begin running, she snapped a twig and inescapably, came face to face with a man wearing a black ski mask. The very man she was running from. An unrestrained scream raced from her throat, and just as it did, the knife he was weilding came striking down and into her stomach. A searing pain rang through her body, and felt like she was going to be sick, but fought back. Kicking him in his throat, he stumbled backwards and yelped for air. He kept slashing the air nearly missing her each time. She winced every time she moved away. The pain was becoming unbearable and she fell to the ground. He took the advantage she had presented him and with his knee, knocked her on her back.

He lunged himself on her and he gripped his hands tight around her neck, squeezing tighter and tighter, enjoying watching her struggle with him, struggle for her last breath. He smiled inwardly to himself just as she gave one last punch to his chest. That was the last time she moved before body went limp.

"Temperance. Temperance. BONES!" Brennan woke up with a start glad it had only been a dream. She looked around the room to verify that as a fact. Her stomach was aching but it was because she had fallen asleep with her hardcover book on her stomach. It had left a slight red mark, she noticed as she lifted up her camisole. It was the very spot the attacker had drove the knife into her stomach. She winced as she touched the tender area.

"What are you doing in my room?" Brennan said with annoyance in her voice while she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

"I called you several times already and you never answered the phone. I was getting worried. So I came to check on you and just as I was approaching the door, I heard a scream and found you, in your bed and it looked like you were being jilted, so I had to wake you. You made me feel worried." Booth had expressed as he took off his black sunglasses revealing a shiner on his right eye.

"What did you do to your face Booth?"

"During that little interlude, you kicked me in the eye. That's when I decided I should stop watching you and just wake up, body be damned." Brennan made a sound of disgusted. "What were you dreaming anyway Bones?"

"I dreamt I was being attacked, and got stabbed with a knife."

"Sounds like one of my dreams."

"That's the thing, in the dream, I was attacked right after I unearthed a bunch of bones recently buried. But it was pristine, like someone had stripped the body of the flesh before burying it. I don't know, I...What?" Brennan stopped mid sentence as she looked at Booth from her bed. He was giving her a strange look.

"Bones, where did you say your dream took place?"

"Didn't. It was in some type of forest. Can't tell exactly. It was at night."

"Of course it was." He said sounded slightly upset, "I need to you get dressed right now Bones. We need to go.

"I am not getting dressed with you in here. But what's the rush Booth?"

"Last night, some camp goers stumbled upon a disturbed patch of earth. Their children took it upon themselves to find if there were any buried treasure. There wasn't any treasure, but there was something buried..."

"Bones..." Brennan said in awe as the actuality of his words rang through her head.

"Exactly..."He pointed his finger at her and reached over to grabbed her robe. "Now please. Get dressed.

Brennan nodded, accepted the robe and wondered if the dream meant more than first scrutinized. She would soon find out.