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Gingerly stepping out of the car, Booth walked over to where his car was parked and checked to make sure it hadn't been broken into. Walking back to Kevin's car, Booth sighed, "It's okay, I need to go get my bag."

Shaking his head, Kevin informed him, "No way, man. You stay here and I'll go get it. It'll take you too long to get it and we need to be out of here as fast as possible. I don't want Freeman or O'Neal to find us here."

April, studying Booth's pale features, nodded her head, "Kevin is right. Let him get it for you. It'll be faster."

Explaining where his bag was located, Booth walked back over to his car, "I'm going to drive back to my motel. Once you get my bag, bring it there and we'll contact Angela Montenegro at the Jeffersonian."

His hand in the air, Kevin jogged over to the woods and disappeared from their view. Once Kevin was gone, April went back to her car and sat in the driver's side while Booth sat in his car and leaned back against the seat. Blowing air softly through his lips, fighting the pain he was in, he finally started his car and left.

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Back in his hotel room, Booth flipped through his notebook while Kevin, April and Hodgins looked on. "Hodgins called Angela about the fan parts while you guys made a coffee run. She said to give her a few minutes and she'll call us back." As if on cue, Hodgins' phone rang.

Listening to his wife, Hodgins smiled, "Listen Babe, Booth has some license plate numbers he needs you to run. I'm going to hand the phone to Booth and you tell him what you found out about the fans. You did great, Angela." His laptop open, Hodgins logged in, "Yeah, we're all doing fine, I miss you too Babe."

Handing the phone to Booth, Hodgins smiled, "Here you go." Speaking very quietly, he reminded Booth, "Don't tell Angela about your adventure, she'll tell Dr. B."

Reading off the license plates, Booth recorded the owner's of the cars and trucks into his notebook as he got the information from Angela, "That's great, Ange." Handing the notebook to Kevin, Booth asked, "Were you able to do anything with the information I gave you about the fans?" Listening, Booth smiled, "That's great, Angela. This is really good. Thanks. Tell Bones I should be home in a day or so. I'm going to call her tonight to let her know when." Ending the call, Booth smiled, "The fans were ordered and paid for by Margaret O'Neal. She's the wife of Reed O'Neal. I don't know why Freeman had the fan parts but Angela says that Margaret Reed used to work for an environmental company in Hagerstown. She's got a doctorate in Environmental Engineering."

Triumphant, April shot her fist in the air, "Bingo."

A smile mirroring hers Booth responded, "Yeah, I think we have enough probable cause to get our search warrant. Let's just hope Reed O'Neal didn't run home and destroy our evidence last night."

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Several black SUVs swarming up the driveway, the O'Neals were surprised to find several FBI agents at their front and back doors.

Calling out to the people inside, Booth informed them, "FBI, O'Neal. We're not going to go away, so you might as well come out now."

Frightened, Margaret O'Neal begged her husband, "Please Reed. Don't do anything. It's over now."

His wife sick and haggard, Reed frowned and nodded his head, "I knew we were done last night, Honey and so did you. I'm sorry."

Kissing him, Margaret started to cry, "If I hadn't . . . this is my fault. I'm sorry."

Shaking his head, Reed returned her kiss, "I knew what I was doing Honey. I just shouldn't have involved you." Walking over to the door, Reed shouted, "This isn't Ruby Ridge or Waco. I'm opening the door and we're coming out."

Glancing at his agents, Booth called out, "When you come out, have you hands on your head."

Turing to look at his wife, Reed smiled, "I should have listened to you, Honey. I'm really sorry I did this to you." Turning he opened the door and stepped out on the porch, "It's just me and my wife here. She's very sick so please don't rough her up." Walking down the steps, Reed kept his hands on his head while his wife slowly followed him. Stopping at the bottom of the steps, he snarled at Booth, "I knew you were a Fed. When Bobby called me and told me you were gone this morning, I knew you'd be here sooner or later."

Watching Kevin cuff Reed, Booth replied, "You killed an FBI Agent. You're under arrest for the murder of Agent Darnell, the kidnapping and assault of a Federal Agent, me and some other shit we'll go over later with you and your lawyer."

Kevin, making sure Reed and his wife were secure, read them their rights, making sure they acknowledged that they understood them.

Using his chin, Reed pointed at his wife, "We were going to give up this morning anyway. Margaret is getting worse. We knew this morning when she woke and she started throwing up. She's been exposed to Polonium-210. It was an accident, her and Agent Darnell were exposed by accident, but it don't matter none, does it? He's dead and she will be soon." Shaking his head, Reed sighed, "My wife is paying for my stupidity, God help her."

Tears leaking down her cheek, Margaret explained, "I saved Agent Darnell from a terrible death, not that that matters in the long run. Anyway, it doesn't matter does it? He showed up at the house and said he was investigating a kidnapping of a child from Altoona. The eye witness gave him the license for our truck and he wanted to search our house. I knew we didn't have anything to do with any kidnapping and Reed was over in Hagerstown selling some hogs, so I said he could search the house and property. Feds do what they want anyway. I figured it was just a trick to look in our house, but I wasn't going to give him an excuse to cause us trouble. . . . While we were in my lab, he bumped a jar I had with Polonium-210 in it and he broke it. The stuff got into the air and I knew we'd both been exposed. I panicked and he kind of freaked out when I did and I . . . I shot the Agent and then I cleaned up my lab as best as I could. I shot the Agent, not Reed. He didn't have anything to do with it. Like I said, he wasn't even home at the time . . . I waited for Reed to come home and we put Darnell's body in a big freezer we have in the barn. We didn't know what to do with the body but we knew we couldn't keep it here. After a few days, we moved the body to Buchanan State Park. We were surprised it took so long for the body to be found. We thought he would be found in a few days. We put the body near a hiking trail, but I guess the weather has been bad and well . . ."

Disgusted, Booth shook his head, "You left the body for animals to eat. Most of the body was consumed which means the animals ingested Polonium-210. What happens if someone hunts one of those animals and they eat the meat?"

The color fleeing her face as well as Reed's, Margaret sobbed, "Oh my God."

Exhaling deeply, Booth shook his head, "If anyone else turns up dead because of this you'll both be held liable for their deaths too."

Crying, Margaret shook her head, "Not me, I'm dying." Turning towards Reed, Margaret apologized, "I'm sorry, Reed, this is all my fault. I'm sorry."

His eyes boring into the ground, Reed shook his head, "This is my fault, Margaret, not yours. I talked you into making the stuff for us. I let my hate kill you . . . . This is all my fault and I'm really really sorry. I never should have listened to Bobby Freeman. He's a loser and I guess I am too."

Furious at the stupidity of the O'Neal's, Booth walked away, "Kevin, they're all yours. I'm going home."

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Kissing his wife, Hodgins felt happy to be home, "I'm telling you, Babe, being undercover isn't as much fun as I thought it would be. It's damned nerve wracking and dangerous."

Not sure what was going on, Angela asked, "But you and Booth were okay, that's what you told me."

Releasing her, Hodgins stepped back and frowned, "Well, we were and we weren't. I couldn't really tell you what was going on because it would have worried you and Dr. B."

Her hand snaking out, she grabbed her husband's wrist, "What happened? Did something happen to you or Booth?"

Nodding his head slowly, Hodgins glumly replied, "Yeah . . . to Booth. He was captured by those nuts and they beat the shit out of him. I had to rescue him. He thinks they were going to kill him."

Appalled, Angela placed her hand over her mouth, "Oh my God!"

Grimly, Hodgins responded, "Yeah, wait until Dr. B gets a look at Booth. It is not going to be pleasant for him."

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Her arms wrapped around her mate, Brennan frowned when he grunted and stepped a half a pace back from her. "What's wrong, Booth?"

Realizing that she was going to find out sooner or later, Booth decided sooner was better. Lifting his t-shirt slowly over his head, he heard her gasp as he finally pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it onto the bed.

Appalled, Brennan placed her hand gently over his chest, "Booth, what happened to you?"

Taking her hand in his, Booth assured her, "It looks worse than it is."

Sure he was trying to protect her, Brennan shook her head, "You're chest is wrapped and from the bruises that I can see on your shoulder, upper chest and stomach, I'd say you probably have broken or cracked ribs. Am I correct?"

A slight shrug of his shoulders his response, Booth frowned, "Hodgins thinks so."

Concerned, Brennan echoed his words, "Hodgins thinks so? Does that mean you haven't seen a physician?"

Nodding his head, Booth released her hand and sat down on the chair near the closet, "Yeah, that's what it means. I didn't have time to go to the hospital."

Feeling weak, Brennan sat on the bed, "Booth, tell me what happened to you."

Explaining about his kidnapping and the beating he took, he concluded, "Hodgins found me and got me out of there. He did a good job. I'd rather that he'd waited until Kevin and April had come back, but he got me out of there and no one was hurt so it turned out alright."

"I should have been there." Feeling guilty that her partner had gone into a dangerous situation without proper backup, Brennan grimaced, "Hodgins didn't protect you like I could have."

Standing, Booth moved over to the bed and sat down. Moving his arm around her waist, he tried to assure her, "Hey, you're not Wonder Woman, okay? You've just had a baby. You need to recover from that and Christine needs her Mommy right now. You had to stay behind. You know that and I know that. Sure, I got hurt but it's just bruises and well maybe a cracked rib or two but anyway you look at it, it's not that bad." Placing his hand on her chin, he tilted her head so he could kiss her.

Their kiss growing in passion, Brennan placed her arm tightly around her mate only to hear him grunt and move a little away from her. "I'm sorry, Booth. I really think we need to have your injuries checked out."

Nodding his head, Booth spoke lightly, "Alright. We can go over to Emergency, our home away from home."

"That's not funny, Booth." Glaring at her partner, Brennan stood up. "I don't like it when you get hurt."

Standing, Booth smiled, "I'm not crazy about it either, Bones, believe me."

Leaving the room to get Christine, Brennan promised him, "The next time you go under cover it will be with me, Booth. I know how to take care of you and protect you. No more outsiders, Booth. No more."

A smile on his lips, Booth followed Brennan out into the hallway, "You do a great job of taking care of me, Bones. I wouldn't have it any other way."

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