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The lab was silent. Angela was sleeping on the couch in the lounge. Zack had fallen asleep at his desk, Hodgins by the microscope. Brennan was sitting at her desk. The last 24 hours had been so stressful, but she couldn't sleep. She didn't want to sleep. She was afraid the dreams would come, dreams of Booth. She was missing something, she knew it. She kept going over and over in her mind the time that Kenton had kidnapped her. The memories that she had tried to bury, she now had to try to recall. Maybe something that he had said to her would help.

Or maybe it had nothing to do with Kenton at all. Maybe Kenton had come after Booth, and had gotten killed, but it had nothing to do with the kidnapper. She was so confused. She closed her eyes and tried to think, but the memories that came were of Booth. Most of her memories of the last two years involved Booth, good and bad. She remembered the first time she met him. He didn't want a partner, he said. He preferred to work alone. Most of the other agents had partners, but Booth...

Her eyes flew open! That was it! Kenton had been working on the case with another agent! His partner! Brennan knew everything about the cases she and Booth worked on. It stood to reason that Kenton's partner would know, also. She picked up the phone to call Cullen.

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"Kenton's partner at the time was Special Agent Richard Wesley. He was investigated thoroughly when Kenton was arrested, and he was clean. Kenton never implicated him in any wrongdoing." Cullen sat back in his chair.

Brennan had gone to the FBI Building to meet with Cullen. She needed to get out of the lab for a while. "He may not have known. Or maybe they were working together, and Kenton didn't say anything because they had a plan to get him out. We need to talk to him."

Cullen got up and walked around his desk. "That could be a problem. He left for vacation three days ago."

"That's convenient."

"Look, Dr. Brennan, they're checking his office as we speak but we're not sure what we're looking for. We don't know that he killed Kenton, and kidnapped Booth."

"It had to be him." Brennan knew this was the answer. "We're wasting time. We need to find out where he's taken Booth!"

"We're doing all we can, Dr. Brennan."

"You need to search his home, his records. Maybe he has a vacation home or something." Brennan got up and began pacing Cullen's office.

"Dr. Brennan, we can't get a warrant without cause."

She stopped and turned to look at him, fury in her eyes. "A federal agent is missing, his ex-partner escaped from prison and was murdered, he's conveniently unavailable to question, and you don't have enough cause for a search warrant?!" She knew she was nearly shouting, but she didn't care.

Cullen looked at the panic in her eyes. He what she was going through. That helpless feeling you have when you know that no matter what you do, someone you love is going to die. The difference with her situation was that there was hope.
"I'll call the judge." He started to pick up the phone. "Why don't you go back to the lab. I'll call you when I know something."

Brennan started to walk out. When she got to the door, she looked back at him. "Thanks" she said softly.

She fully intended to take his advice and go back to the lab, but something drew her to Booth's office. She paused at the doorway. How many times had she come here? How many times had she seen him here, in his office, talking to witnesses, looking through files, tracking down leads? She walked around the desk. She smiled at the piles of paperwork. A neatly organized mess. He hated paperwork.

Pictures of Parker were prominately displayed. She sat in his chair, running her fingers over the keyboard of his computer. He hated to use the computer. Just another way they were so different. Opposites. She loved technology, he shyed away from using it. She looked at everything rationally, he used his instincts and feelings. But they seemed to fit together. After a rough start, they had learned to trust each other, to bring both sides together to solve the cases. She rested her elbows on his desk, and put her head in her hands. She was going to find him. She HAD to, for Parker, for her. Agent Wesley was the answer, she knew it. Maybe Booth was rubbing off on her, but she knew in her heart that Wesley was the kidnapper.

Her cell phone rang. She looked at the caller id, and saw that it was Hodgins. "Brennan"

"I've got something." Hodgins sounded excited. "I won't bore you with the details, but I found trace evidence suggesting that we should be looking somewhere in the mountains of Virginia."

"Hodgins, that covers a lot of ground. Any way to narrow that down?"

"I'm working on it. I'll let you know."

Brennan hung up the phone, and turned back to Cullen's office. He wasn't going to like it, but she was going along on the search of Wesley's home.