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Brennan pulled Abby closer into her chest, "Please don't hurt her. Don't hurt my baby." She cried.
"Oh, you would just love that wouldn't you?" Julia asked sarcastically, "I'm sure you'll be sad to know that this knife only has your name written on it, Doctor Brennan. But I bet it wouldn't really matter if I did slice little Abby here up into little pieces, wouldn't you?"
Brennan turned slightly, blocking Julia access to the baby, "Don't hurt her." She said defiantly.
"Truthfully, Doctor Brennan, I plan on letting her live because I would be a better mother to her than you could ever be." She said stepping closer to her, "Now, put Abby down in the bassinette." She said holding the knife up to Brennan's neck. Brennan quickly nodded and kissed her baby on the forehead, then shakily placing the baby in her bassinette and lowering the hood slightly, "Good." Julia said.
Brennan took a step away from Abby and Julia followed her around the corner of the island, "Why are you doing this, Julia?" she asked.
Julia laughed, "Are you kidding? You have been blessed with three beautiful children and the most wonderful husband even though you never wanted it to begin with. Some people shouldn't be allowed to have children, isn't that right, Doctor Brennan?" she asked, "So why is it, that I, a woman who has only dreamed of becoming a mother for the majority of my life not only can't find a man but am also infertile? I'll tell you why; because the man I should be with is married to a selfish arrogant whore and because the babies I should have brought into this world are yours. You don't even realize how lucky you are, do you?"
Brennan inhaled and started to speak, "I know how lucky I am. I do. I love them so much." She said, keeping a keen eye on the knife that was leading Julia's way.
"Oh please shut up!" Julia moaned, "That's all you care about isn't it? It's always all about you. If you love them so much then why did you hire a nanny to raise your children? If you love them so much then why did you hate the sight of your own baby after she was born? That man that you call your husband was absolutely beside himself when you abandoned your own child; and then you have the nerve to take her away from him? To tell him that he isn't welcome in his own daughter's life? What kind of sick woman would take a child away from her own father?" she asked.
Brennan couldn't control the tears anymore as they began crawling their way down her cheeks, "You're right. I've made plenty of mistakes, but I want to make up for it. You have to let me make up for it, please." Brennan said as her back hit the counter behind her.
Julia smiled and tilted her head to the side, "Sorry, time's up." She said, lifting the knife into the air, readying it to be plunged into the forensic anthropologist.
Brennan took her opportunity and grabbed Julia's arm. Julia struggled against her and Brennan kicked her hard in the stomach subsequently knocking the wind out of her. Brennan ran to the bassinette and retrieved Abby and ran to the front door. It was locked and she couldn't unlock it. How is this an effective method of security? She thought to herself. She had to think fast.
She darted up the stairs, Abby cradled in her arms and went directly into the office that she and Booth shared, locking the door behind her. She turned and faced the room, knowing that there had to be a spare gun in there somewhere. Abby chose that particular moment to begin fussing as well, so she bounced the child a bit and cooed soothing words to her, "It's gonna be alright Abby. Your daddy will be home soon and he'll take down that nanny that I didn't trust in the first place and we'll be just fine." She said.
She moved to Booth's desk and began opening up drawers and ruffling through pages of files attempting to find the location of a gun. In the bottom right hand drawer of the desk, she found a lockbox. She pulled it out and began looking for the key when she heard, "Doctor Brennan, where are you?" Julia asked. Brennan could tell from her voice that she was at the other end of the hall.
Julia walked down to Parker's room and opened the door. The phone began ringing and she stopped at the entrance before consciously deciding not to answer before walking in, "You know, I almost had you at first." She said, throwing open the door to his closet. She sighed and moved out of the room and onto Taylor and Christine's room, "I tried to make him see that I was the better woman and in doing so; in calling him often and trying to get him you began to suspect that he was cheating on you. And I only pushed your paranoid theories forward by telling you things that I had supposedly heard or seen him do while you weren't around. But then you had to get all nosy and get one of your friend's at the FBI to track his phone records and that's when you found out that it was little old me." She said kicking the door open to Christine and Taylor's room. She walked in and cased the room, "So I thought it was really hilarious when you confronted me. You said 'What exactly do you think you're doing with my husband?' in that prissy aristocratic tone that I have come to loathe." She took a step toward the closet and threw it open, once again finding nothing.
She sighed again and lowered her knife in disappointment, "You practically ignored him for the last six months. That's no marriage, Doctor Brennan, that is separation and in my book, that meant he was fair game." She entered the hallway and walked down to Abby's room, "So when you die, and when they have all moved past the burden that is your death, that is when I will make my move. The kids won't mind, considering I've practically been there mother since the beginning." She said, entering Abby's room, "Oh, did I tell you that Taylor accidentally called me mommy two weeks ago. Quite honestly, I don't think it was an accident. I think he knows who the real matriarch of this family is." She threw open the door of the closet in Abby's room only to be disappointed again.
"This is becoming tiresome Temperance." She said walking out into the hallway, "Why don't you just admit that I am better suited for the job. It would make this whole ordeal so much easier. I might even consider sparing your life if you just let me have what I deserve and you just disappear." She came upon the office door and passed it, moving to the hall closet, "I find it very convenient that you lost your memory, don't you? It's almost as though you subconsciously agree with me and the part about how you can't remember about any of your children or marriage is just icing on the cake really. I should have dumped your body in the woods after I knocked you out that day. Then you probably would have wondered around, having no idea who you were and I'd be taking over already. Beginner's mistake, you know?" She flung open the door and groaned, "Ugh, just give it up already." She whined, "Anyway, I didn't know that I would give you amnesia, I barely hit you. Then again, It was with a baseball bat. I'm surprised that you didn't even get a bump or bruise, but then again, you're cold hearted and hard as a shell, aren't you?"
As Julia began to turn toward the bedroom she felt a pressure on the back of her head. She turned to see Brennan smiling victoriously with a gun in her hands pointed straight at her head, "I never really liked psychology." She said.
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