Authors note: Chapter 3 has been edited, evidently I uploaded the un-edited chapter.

I apologize profusely to all who witnessed my abuse of the English language past, present, and future.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bones, its characters, Bones are owned by Fox and created by Hart Hanson no copyright infringement intended.

One Of our Squints Is Missing: A Bones Fanfic

Chapter 4: Forsaken

As Arastoo s vision slowly focuses, he looks up across the dimly lit spotlight he's sitting in to see the red light of the camcorder still facing him, tears start to well in his eyes what might have been just hours seems like days, the thugs have been merciless.

The stench from the blowtorch burns covering his bicep fills his nostrils turning Arastoo's stomach, his now naked chest and is a crisscross of half a dozen slices from a butchers knife.

A terrible squeal of metal on metal echoes shrieks through Aratoos torture chamber as the two thugs once again return as the door shuts the howl of metal on metal reverberates one more time as if a prelude to what's about to come.

As his torturers advance Arastoo lets out a fear induced whimper which makes them smile then the boss thug takes a quick step forward grabbing a fistful of Arastoo's hair wrenching his head back and with one hand ripping the tape from Arastoo's mouth with the other. "No one's coming for you." he sneers forcing the intern to look at him "we sent them the video and they still wouldn't close the case I guess they've forsaken you." he purses his lips in false sympathy "all those hours, so defiant just to find out no one cares about you." he starts laughing, still staring Arastoo in the eyes, the thugs monologue ignites the last drops of defiance in Arastoo and he spits in the thugs face.

The boss thug lashes out with a gut punch making Arastoo double over as much as the cable ties will let him. The skinny thug reels in his nasty temper he steps back running both hands over his greasy hair smoothing it. "I guess he needs to cool off huh boss?" the big thug says unable to conceal his mirth.

The boss looks from his captive to his lackey and back, the boss thug nods "get me some more ties." he says the heavy thug complies. They cut the ties holding the intern to the chair, and the big thug leans Arastoo forward as the other binds Arastoo s limp arms behind him once done the boss thug pull a bandana from his pocket and blindfold the intern then the two thugs haul their prisoner to his feet but his legs go out from under him Arastoo hangs suspended between the two his bare feet scraping over the cement floor.

After a door, some distance, stairs, twists, and turns a door opens, even though he s fading fast Arastoo notices the temperature drop as he's dragged in the chilled space. The cement surface he is placed face down on immediately sucks the heat from his body, while Arastoo finds it comforting at first a shiver starts to set in his body. Once more the high pitch cable tie sounds and his ankles are bound together.

The big thug lets out a heavy sigh you know, "I heard you can die from hyperthermia at fifty degrees you know." the big thug states before he leaves, his footsteps leave the room. Arastoo hears the light steps of the leader come closer to him, "so how does it feel to be abandoned?" the thug lets out an unhinged laugh that Arastoo can hear even after he leaves and the door shuts and as he continues up the stair.

Bound and blind in this frigid confinement Arastoo can't hold back anymore he cries the blindfold soaking up his anguish as he rolls on to his side pulling his knees as best he can to his chest his quiet sobs and shivers filling the room.

A popping sound interrupts the interns torment, there was someone yelling, yelling that turns into screams followed by multiple heavy steps on the floor above him, the steps start to come down the stairs to the interns prison Arastoo panics, as the thundering footsteps burst open the door, Arastoo pushes himself back into a corner as loud as they were they've suddenly stopped Arastoo can t hear anything except his breathing then, a hand touches his shoulder he jerks away and tries to press himself farther into the corner. "It's alright" whisperers a woman.

"C-Cam?" Arastoo whisperers back as two hands his cheek he flinches but doesn't fight. Delicate fingers slide the blindfold off Arastoo keep his eyes squeezed shut, "Arastoo." Says the woman "Arastoo looks at me." she pleads her gentle fingers return to wipe the tears running down his cheek. Arastoo opens his eyes to see the face Camille Saroyan caring face welling with her own tears, behind her Bones and Booth as well as an army of SWAT members that came to his rescue.

The intern cries harder as Cam hold him "they said you weren't coming" Arastoo whisperers, Cam's tears roll over her cheeks "we never abandon family." she states as Booth squats next to them he produces a knife which he snaps open causing Arastoo to flinch away from him, Cam hushes him as Booth carefully cuts away the cable ties holding his wrist he then move to the ankle ties Bones kneels down next to the intern taking his hand let's get you home. she says with a gentle smile.