Another month and a half had passed. Cullen was almost positive that Ortez only knew the main town, that he still had no idea where they actually were. Agent Hunter had been suspended for a while and was now on desk duty. Booth was followed to and from work by an agent. And Brennan was escorted into town when she needed to be. Now over six months pregnant Brennan finally seemed to be adjusting smoothly into "mom" life as Booth liked to call it. Her bump had grown a lot over the last few weeks. In fact she was sure that it was a lot bigger then the average stomach for how far along she was.
"Emily, when's the next check up?" Orla asked taking another sip of her tea.
"Am two weeks time I think." She replied taking a drink of water. When she had discovered that tea and coffee weren't good for the baby she had immediately gone cold turkey, which Booth found funny since she had once categorised their relationship as, based on coffee!
"Only a few weeks left now." She laughed.
"Eleven. David's counting!"
"Yeah Antony was the exact same before Megan was born! First child syndrome starting early!" Brennan laughed but she was thinking about Parker. He was Booth's first child. Yet Booth was still all excited about this baby. Just as she thought that she heard Booth banging around upstairs.
"Sorry about that, he's clearing out the spare room. And won't allow me to help."
"He's dead right. You can't do any heavy lifting from now until three if not four months after the baby is born."
"Yes mom." Brennan said sarcastically. Orla threw a light cushion at her head. Then the doorbell rang. Both women got up off their chairs.
"I'll get it for you" Orla smiled and went out to the hall.
"Orla I'm well capable of answering my own front door!" she followed her out to the hall but Orla was already at the door. Opening it she stepped back and let Brennan to greet whoever it was. When she saw the face she froze.
"Dr Brennan." said the uncanny voice. The tattoo twitched as he grinned his sickening grin. He was there he had found them…