Nora couldn't help but notice that Cam, Hodgins, and Angela were all whispering to each other, thinking she wasn't seeing them. She pondered about the way Max had dumped her off in a hurry too. Something was definitely going on.

"She needs to know!" Angela hissed, making Nora snap her head in her direction. Cam was frantically gesturing at Angela to stop talking.

"I need to know what?" Nora asked. Everyone stopped talking and gave each other a shifted glances.

"It's all you, babe," Hodgins said. "Remember she's a flight risk."

"I'm right here. You don't have to refer to me in the third person," Nora snapped. Hodgins cringed a little. Angela came towards her then and knelt in front of her.

"Nora, your mother is alive."

"She is?!"

"Yes. She's helping Booth catch the man who..." Angela trailed off, looking uncertain suddenly.

"Who what? Oh God, it's Cole, isn't it? I knew it!" Nora cried, banging her fist off the door. Angela jumped a little at this.

"Let me," Cam said, indicating to Nora she should follow her, which she did. Cam sat at her desk and pulled up some images.

"What am I looking at?" Nora asked, peering over her shoulder. Cam pulled up a picture of Jamie, and Nora felt sick to her stomach.

"You remember what Jamie looks like, right?" Cam asked her.

"Not really. It was a long time ago," Nora shook her head. There was a fuzzy image, but that was all. Cam pointed to the photo of Cole taken at the museum with her brother in tow.

"He's had some alterations done to his appearance. They aren't much, but it's enough to fool anyone at a quick glance. Cole Dunlop is Jamie, Nora."

"No," Nora started. "No, he isn't..."

"He is. He has kidnapped your brother, which was his plan all along we think. We also think he was involved in the kidnapping and attempted murder of your mother so he could gain custody of Dominic," Cam finished.

"But...but...he's dead," Nora stuttered. Her heart was going a thousand miles an hour.

"No, Nora," Cam said gently. "Your mother told you that to protect you from the truth. Jamie was a mentally unstable man who got mixed up in aiding a murderer about eight years ago."

"He died," Nora insisted.

"Nora," Cam started, getting frustrated. "I need you to not be in denial for a second, okay? Jamie is alive and he's going to hurt your brother if we don't find him. Can you think of any place that Jamie said he loved to go while he was acting as Cole?"

"No. I...I didn't talk to him much," Nora said, feeling very scared now. Jamie had her brother. She'd pushed him into Jamie's arms because of her mean mouth. When this was all over, and if her brother made it out alive, she made a vow to never be mean to him again.

"Present," a man announced. Nora looked to see a body in a bag being pushed to the platform. She followed Cam out to it.

"Is that our dirty agent?" Cam asked. The man nodded.

"All right. Get him up there," Hodgins pointed. Clark was there too, and he helped pull the body onto the table.

"Let's go far away from this room," Angela said, taking Nora's hand and guiding her away.

"I'm scared, Angela," Nora said tearfully. Angela pulled her into a tight hug then.

"It'll be all over soon," Angela promised. "I know it will."

Brennan

She was examining Agent Booth as they drove. He was following his gut and going to the nearest form of travel, the train station. Brennan admired that he did this since she was a woman of science and needed evidence first. On the other hand, this was her son they were talking about, so she didn't really care what method they used to find him as long as they found him. Booth was oblivious to her gaze. She took in the structural features of his face, and something about them seemed familiar. The way he worked his jaw too was familiar. And his eyes. She found herself thinking that they looked like Nora's features and tics. Then she shook herself. The odds of her sitting next to her daughter's sperm donor father was next to impossible. Still...

She looked at him again harder.

"What?" he asked, finally noticing.

"Nothing," she lied. It was definitely not the time to ask him if he had ever donated his sperm in his past. She could ask later. They arrived at the train station, and Brennan looked all around frantically but couldn't see Dominic anywhere. Booth went to talk to administration. Brennan grabbed her head with her hands, spinning slowly and scanning every body on the platform and the train. Her nightmare was real. She'd never wanted to experience losing a child like this.

"Hey, they saw something," Booth said, out of breath.

"What? What did they see?!"

"A man with a boy who had canes. I think that's our Dom."

"Which train? Where were they going?!" Brennan demanded. She felt very lucky suddenly to be with an agent who followed his gut.

"It was heading for New York," Booth answered. "Big city. Lots of places to hide or lay low for a while before making a next move."

"There won't be a next move," Brennan said angrily.

"No, there won't be. I'll notify the police there, and they'll nab him as soon as he gets off."

"How many stops was that train making? He could get off at any point of that trip," Brennan said.

"I'm calling every town it stops in to alert them of the situation. Trust me, Dr. Brennan, this ain't my first rodeo," Booth said, dialing his phone. Brennan felt worry and fear, but she also felt trust.

"I'm coming, Dom," she whispered to no one. "I'm coming."

Max

He sat up straight in alarm as Daisy's monitors starting going off like crazy. Nurses ran into the room and starting doing things. Max had no idea what was happening. He looked at the two agents who were calmly watching from the doorway. Did they have something to do with it?

"Pull it out," a nurse ordered, gesturing. Max watched them take the ventilator out of her mouth. A doctor rushed in then, and Max was flattened against the wall.

"Oh shit," Max muttered. Of all times for Sweets to be gone from this room. He hoped the guy had at least found his daughter and Booth by now.

Sweets

He was in his office ransacking his old files. He was trying to find the one for Jamie that was done before his trial. Sweets had requested it after Brennan became his patient so he'd get an idea of what she had dealt with. After searching for about twenty minutes, Sweets came to the conclusion that it had been taken. Agent Hoy no doubt. Sweets was mad now. He answered his ringing phone, seeing that it was Booth.

"Hello! I'm trying to find Jamie's file..." Sweets started.

"Dr. Sweets," Brennan cut him off. "We have reason to believe Jamie is on a train for New York. Whether that's his destination for sure, we don't know yet."

"Oh, that's...that's great," Sweets said, looking around his office.

"Did you find Jamie's file?"

"I think it's been stolen," Sweets answered.

"Figures. He did have people on the inside helping," Brennan sighed.

"I'm trying to remember what we talked about that one session," Sweets said, going for her file now. Then he remembered Booth had taken it from him. He ran down to Booth's office.

"Oh, yes I remember. Something about the ideal trip Jamie wanted to take me on?" Brennan said.

"Yes! Can you ask Booth how to get into his office?" Sweets asked, shaking the locked door knob irritably. He heard her relay his question to Booth, whose response was loud and angry sounding back.

"He wants to know why," Brennan said.

"I need your file. He has it," Sweets told her.

"It's here," Brennan replied a moment later.

"He took it with him?!"

"Yes. I'll start looking for that session," Brennan said. Sweets heard another call coming in. He looked at the caller I.D. and panicked. Max.

"I gotta go," he said.

"We'll be in touch," Brennan responded, hanging up. Sweets frantically answered Max's call.

"What's happened?!" he shouted. Other agents were staring at him, but he didn't care.

"It's Daisy," Max said. "She's awake."

Jamie

He figured by now Agent Booth might have figured out where they were going and how, but Jamie was one step ahead of him. They were going to stop at Cherry Hill, not New York. From there, they'd go to Atlantic City and then abroad. He had a buddy there who was going to help. All Jamie had to do was spin a good tale for Dominic to believe so they could go unnoticed. Dominic was still sleeping, which was good. Jamie packed away the boy's canes into a duffel bag as he knew they attracted attention. He'd carry the boy out, who was still sleeping. It was innocent enough-a loving father looking after his son. He could only imagine how Temperance was feeling right now. If things had just gone as planned on Maluku, he wouldn't have had her to contend with. He should have manned that himself, not Agent Hoy. The man had fumbled his plan twice.

"Next stop, Cherry Hill," the conductor called. Jamie steeled himself. Once he got off this train, there was no going back. He put a ball cap on Dominic's head and one on his. It was show time.

Nora

She was thinking hard when something hit her out of the blue. It was a conversation she'd had with Dom about their favorite places in the world. She borrowed Angela's phone as Angela was out helping with Agent Hoy's body.

"Booth."

"It's Nora," she said.

"Nora? What's wrong? Are you all right? Where's Max?!"

"I'm with Cam at the lab," Nora said.

"Why are you calling? What's happened?" he pressed.

"I remember something Dom said to me once," Nora told him quickly.

"What was that?"

"He said his dream was to travel to Italy, Rome to be exact. He wanted to see the art museums there. If he told me, I know he's told that Cole guy."

"You might have just saved your brother's life, Nora," Booth said. Nora felt as though this was true. She heard another voice in the background, and her heart tightened.

"Give me the phone," the woman's voice ordered. "Nora?"

"Mommy," she whimpered.

"Nora, darling, it's all right. I'm safe. I'm okay. I'm going to get your brother, and we are going to make it through this."

"Okay," she said. And she believed it.

Booth

He watched as Brennan's face lit with tears the longer she talked to Nora. He could only imagine how she felt. If anything had happened to Parker, he'd be devastated. Booth had called Parker's friend's mother and asked her to keep him for the night, explaining the situation. He knew Parker would be thrilled at a sleep over. Once this was over, he was going to have some good one on one time with his son.

"Be safe. I love you," Brennan said, hanging up. She wiped at her eyes. Booth pretended he hadn't noticed. She looked at him finally, nodding her head firmly.

"I'm ready," she said. They were standing in front of a chopper that was going to follow the railroad tracks.

"After you," he gestured. She climbed in, and he got in behind her. She was putting on a brave face, but even Booth could tell she was terrified. Hell, so was he. He was grateful for Nora's call with the news about Italy because Brennan hadn't been able to find the session where she'd talked about the trip Jamie had wanted to take her on. They both figured Jamie would go where Dom wanted because he would do anything for his son. Booth fidgeted as the chopper rose into the air. They could be running out of time.

Dominic

He woke up on a couch in an unfamiliar place. He felt groggy as he sat up slowly. He heard voices in the other room.

"Cole?" he called. Cole appeared then, looking grim.

"Dominic," he said seriously. "I have some grave news."

"You do? What happened?" Dominic asked, scared now.

"I just got the word that...that your mother is gone," Cole said in a whisper. Dominic started to cry.

"No, no...no," he whimpered. Cole bent down next to him.

"Dominic, they're after you and your sister next. She's off with your grandfather, but she's been given a new identity."

"Why?"

"So they can't find her. Dominic, we have to do the same thing."

"Where is Booth?"

"He...he was killed," Cole said sadly.

"No!"

"I'm so sorry. They discovered he was your foster parent, and went after him. Nora was able to get away, so she's safe, Dom. And you're safe with me."

"They'll find us," Dominic started, panicking.

"No, they won't," Cole reassured him. "Look." He pulled out a card and showed it to Dominic, who read it.

"Devon Hammond?" he read.

"That's right," Cole said gravely. "That's your new identity until they can be stopped. I changed my name to Terry Hammond. You're my son."

"You're sure it will keep us safe?"

"Yes, my dear boy," Cole nodded. "Look, there's one more thing I have to tell you. I didn't tell you before because I didn't want to scare you."

"What?"

"I'm your real dad," he said, pulling out a photo. It was worn and creased, but Dominic recognized himself in Cole's arms when he was a baby.

"You...you're my real dad?" Dominic whispered, astonished.

"Yes. I was lying low and keeping watch over you," Cole explained. "I didn't want to reveal myself right away after your mother went missing because I thought you might not believe me."

"But that's me," Dominic said, pointing at the picture.

"Yes. I kept it on my always," Cole smiled.

"Why were you gone until now?"

"It's complicated, son," Cole said. "Someday I'll explain it. For now, you have to get used to calling me Dad and remembering your name is Devon."

"Devon," Dominic repeated. "Devon, Devon, Devon."

"That's my boy," Cole said, ruffling Dominic's hair.

"So where are we going?" Dominic asked after a moment. Cole grinned.

"Well, Devon, we're going to your favorite place in the world."

"Really?!"

"Yes, really. We are staying here for a bit before we go. Just to be safe."

"Okay," Dominic nodded. Cole went back to the other room where voices murmured again. He sank back onto the couch, feeling extremely sad about his mother and Booth, but he was also grateful to have his real father keeping him safe. He was going to be safe. It didn't stop his tears of mourning from rolling down his cheeks and disappearing onto the fabric of the couch.