So here is probably the second to last chapter, I hope you all enjoy! Thanks for all your thoughts.

Disclaimer: I want! I want! I want! But sadly I don't have.

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Booth and Brennan snuggled into a deep sleep and it came quickly. After the events of the previous few days it was nice to finally have a real bed to sleep in and a partner to lay beside. Booth held her tightly to his chest in a protective manner and she didn't fight.

The window in the bathroom had been left ajar slightly and it made entry into the small cabin easy. Kipper quietly hoisted his large frame onto the window ledge and wiggled through over the toilet. He made no sound and relished the fact that he was so close to his 'payday'. This is going to be as easy as taking candy from a baby. He checked his gun and put the silencer on it. It was a 9 mm handgun that he had stolen from the evidence room back at Boise headquarters. Some poor drug dealer would go down for this one too, how perfect. Kipper chuckled to himself. The rush he got before taking someones life exhilarated him like no drug ever could. He had done this many times before and never felt any guilt. Just a means to an end.

He made his way to the bathroom door and peered out into the common area. Just a couch and a table and a small T.V. The bedroom he was looking for was on the left of the living room and the door was shut securely. He padded his way across the carpeted floor and gently took hold of the door knob. He turned it slightly to check if it would squeak. It didn't so he continued his stealth mission. The door opened completely and he could see the two forms in the bed. He made out two heads but their bodies were so close together he could distinguish one from the other. He made his way around the right side of the bed to get a closer look.

Booth heard a noise that sounded like a door opening, but looked to find theirs was still closed. He sat up and reached for his side arm on the nightstand. If he had learned anything on this adventure it was he could never be too careful. He checked the magazine and it was fully loaded with one in the chamber. He gently nudged Brennan awake.

"Mmmmm, Booth."

"Hey, get up and hide in the closet. I heard something." He whispered quickly.

"Booth, I am not hiding in the closet." She whispered back.

"Bones, just do it. You aren't getting hurt, I promised your dad."

"Fine, but where are you going to go?"

"Don't worry about me, just hide, and quickly." He urged.

Brennan got herself out of bed as quickly and quietly as she could. The closet door had been left open so she didn't make a sound entering the small space.

"Put the suitcase in front of you and duck down. Make yourself as small as possible." He ordered.

"Booth, I know how to hide." Brennan threw back. She didn't argue though and hid behind the suitcase and pulled herself into a small ball. There was a chill in the air but the adrenaline pumping through her veins kept her warm.

Booth opened their door quietly and slowly. He looked out to see if he could catch a glimpse of what woke him from his slumber. "It's Cathy and Kastens room, their door is open."

"Then go and see, that's my aunt." Brennan pleaded.

"Shhhh." Booth held his hand to his mouth and tried to adjust to the darkness of the room. "I'll be right back." He promised.

Booth slinked along the wall trying to blend. His eyes were finally adjusting to the lack of light, so it made his trek across the living room quick.

Booth could see a shadow lurking in the bedroom of Kasten and Cathy, but he couldn't figure out why. What would they want with them? He held his gun at arms length and took aim. The intruder was lifting back the covers on the bed to determine which body was which.

Kasten shot up out of bed and confronted the armed man. "Who the hell are you?" He screamed trying to stall until his eyes caught up with the rest of his body. Cathy screamed and fell out of the bed.

"Sorry old man, I guess I got the wrong room, but that just means you're going to pay for my mistake." Kipper threatened.

"I think you have me mistaken for someone who scares easily. You don't think I was prepared for you to show up. They hadn't found your body yet, I knew you were still kickin'." Kasten retorted.

"Enough talk. Where is Booth?"

"I thought you said enough talk." Kasten sneered sarcastically.

Kipper brought his silenced firearm up to his chest. "Have any final words?"

Booth couldn't wait any longer and let off a shot of his own, catching Kipper in the shoulder.

"Ahhh," Kipper grabbed his shoulder and dropped his gun. Like a scared rabbit he started for the door.

Booth ran after him but stubbed his toe on the corner of the couch and tripped himself. "Kasten, he's getting away!" Booth yelled.

"I'm on it!" Kasten yelled on his way past Booth.

Brennan came running out of the room to Booth's side as did Cathy. "Are you okay?" The women asked in unison.

"I'm fine." Booth stated through gritted teeth. "Let me up."

Kasten had launched himself into the night air only to realize that running on a dirt path in bare feet was not a good idea. He didn't get too far before he had to slow down and find an easier route.

Booth got onto Kasten and Kippers trail quickly and made pretty good time until he found Kasten off to the side of the trail.

"Why'd ya stop." Booth asked slightly winded.

"My feet are killing me and I think I stepped on a piece of glass. We're never gonna find him in this dark."

Tinnnnggg

"What was that?" Booth asked Kasten of the weird noise that radiated through the woods.

"I have no idea." Kasten answered.

"I got him, I got him!" Booth and Kasten heard a woman's excited voice from up the trail. "Look Criss, I got him!"

"Donna." They both stated and took off down the trail.

Brennan and Cathy made their way down too when they heard Donna's exclamation.

"All's safe I guess." Cathy smiled.

The foursome met up just before the cookhouse to see Criss and Donna bent over Kipper.

"Did you see that Criss? I got him with my trusty old cast iron frying pan!! I knew I kept this for a reason."

"Yes honey, I saw. It was great and you were brilliant, but you shouldn't have put yourself in danger like that." Criss said with sincerity in his voice.

"Well I heard the shot and I had to check it out, and he almost ran me over. He deserved it."

Criss pulled Donna into a tight embrace. "Just be careful, there is no way I could ever live without you."

Booth cuffed Kipper, while Kasten called the police. "So, I wonder what his motive was?" Booth asked.

"He wanted money." Brennan stated as she came into sight.

"What do you mean by that?" Booth questioned.

"He told me and Cathy that the old 'gang' put a ransom on my head to get back at my father. He kidnapped me for the money and you foiled him, so he was coming after me again."

"Yes, but how did he know where we were staying? We could have been in police protection in town. Something isn't adding up."

"Is that your gut talking?"

"Hey, it's never failed me before. How did he know? We know it wasn't us or Cathy, and Donna just knocked him over the head with a frying pan, so I am pretty sure it isn't her or Criss. That only leaves one person left."

Brennan clued in and was completely shocked. "Charlie?"

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