Bones
Special Agent Seely Booth whipped out his gun and pointed it at the man in front of him. Booth was wearing one of his typical black suits with a white collared shirt underneath. Dane's eyes glinted with a mad look in them as he put his knife to the air hose that could led all the way down the diving hole, 100 feet deep, to Jack Hodgins."Don't make me shoot you Dane, that's not what I want." Booth said grimly, not wanting to resort to violence if possible. Dr. Temperance Brennan Bones stood beside him and placed a hand on his arm."Don't get him angry Booth." She whispered nervously."I know what I'm doing Bones." Booth replied through clenched teeth. Dane grinned at them from up on the platform as he applied more pressure on the air hose, putting a little nick into it."What do you think Agent Booth? Think you can shoot me before I cut Jack's airline? I might be dead, but then again, so will Jack. So just give me the gun now and I won't cut his hose." He demanded, his face darkened in a scowl. Brennan turned towards Booth, a concerned look on her face."Booth, just do it." She pleaded. Booth clenched the gun tighter in his grip, his expression a mixture of anger and frustration. Finally he gave in. His shoulders slumped in defeat; he tossed the gun up onto the diving platform. Dane smiled as he stood up from his chair, dropping the knife and the air hose and picked up the gun from the ground."There, that wasn't so hard now was it?" He taunted. He lifted the gun in the air and aimed it at Brennan. Booth immediately took a step sideways in order to block her from getting shot."It's not her you want. Don't shoot her, shoot me." He said angrily, tensing up."Booth! I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself." Brennan said to him indignantly. He gave her one of his keep-quite-I'm-in-charge looks. Dane looked around the platform while keeping his gun aimed on Booth and Brennan. He saw a roll of duct tape, bent over, picked it up and tossed it in their direction. Booth caught it instinctively in his hands and looked up at Dane suspiciously."Tie her up." Dane said, a smirk spreading across his face."Leave her out of this Dane. It's me you want, not her." Booth said threateningly."I'm pretty sure I can take care of myself, so just do what he says Booth." Brennan said impatiently. Booth turned to her, an exasperated look on his face."I try and I try Bones, but you just can't seem to listen to me." He said. Dane shot the gun and the bullet whizzed by Brennan's face, missing it by maybe an inch or two and her face paled."Tie her up." Dane repeated, his voice low and threatening. "Okay, okay! Keep your pants on." Booth replied back testily. He duct taped her hands together in front of her and Dane smiled, his finger resting on the trigger."Nice try Agent Booth. Behind her back." He said. Booth cursed under his breathe as he took off the duct tape, knowing that it would have been easier for Brennan to get out the duct tape if her hands were in front of her. He finished duct taping her wrists together behind her back and looked up at Dane."Good. Now her ankles." Dane said. Booth had a murderous look in his eye but he complied and bent down, groaning. Brennan couldn't help but make a snappy remark."What's the matter? Getting old?" She teased. Booth looked up from the ground. He looked up at her with a mock surprised look on his face."Was that a joke I heard coming from you Bones?" He said, grinning."Hey, I make jokes. . . "She protested indignantly. Booth grinned."Yeah but half the time you get the saying wrong." He teased. She glared at him, and for a second, he actually thought she was ticked at him, but then a small smiled spread across her face."You're right. I need to get out more." She admitted. Booth pretended to look taken aback."No . . . you just need to get a telivison." He said smiling."How about when we get . . ."He began."ENOUGH!" Dane bellowed angrily. He walked over to the edge of the ramp on the platform and pointed the gun at Booth, his hand shaking."Bring her up here now and then step away from the platform." Booth obliged reluctantly and then stepped back onto the dock. Dane grabbed Brennan by the arm, dragged her across the platform and sat her down in the chair. He walked over to the other end of the platform and began searching for something."What are you going to do Dane? Just let her go." Booth called out, wanting to run up the ramp and rescue his partner. Dane found what he was looking for and held it up. It was a twenty pound diving belt. Brennan's face paled as she realized what he had intended on doing but Booth couldn't see what he had held up. Dane grinned as he walked over to her and attached it to her waist. Brennan kicked him as hard as she could in the shin with her two feet tied up and Dane cursed and clutched his shin. She hopped up out of the chair and began hopping towards the ramp. Booth ran up the ramp after seeing Brennan kick Dane and stopped at the top. Dane aimed his gun at Booth. BANG! It went off with a shot and down went Booth.