Sorry this is so short, I'll post another one later! Once again, thanks to those who've reviewed!
"Time's almost up, Agent Booth, and still no Dr. Brennan. She will be devastated, of course, but I'll be there to comfort her. Soon you'll just be a memory."
Stay calm, Booth, stay calm! He couldn't let him know that he was awake. Everything depended on him staying calm. The knot was loose. The next time Wesley left the room, he should be able to get his legs free.
Wesley seemed to be getting agitated. "Why won't you answer me?! I know you're not dead, I can see you breathing! I want you awake. I want you the know that you are about to die!" He walked around to the head of the bed. "And I want your last thought to be of me and your partner together!"
"Soon, very soon, I'll have her in my arms." He turned and walked out the door.
BBB
She had left the car when the dirt road had narrowed. According to the records, the cabin should only be about a quarter mile up the path. She had to be careful. She didn't want to alert Wesley. Now that she was so close, she was frantic to get there. Time was running out. She fought the exhaustion in her body. Soon it would be over. She would find Booth, he would hold her, and everything would be okay. She had never realized how much comfort she got by being in his arms. When he was holding her, nothing could hurt her. She hated feeling helpless and scared, but she couldn't deny that sometimes she welcomed the chance to be in his arms. This was one of those times. She quickened her pace.
BBB
Booth untied the knot, but left the rope around his ankles. He didn't want Wesley to notice that his legs were free. His hands were another matter. The drugs still seemed to weigh him down, but he willed his body to move to the edge of the bed. He leaned over, fought a wave of dizziness, and looked at the bed frame. He was in luck. It was metal. If he could reach his hands to the sharper edges, he might be able to cut through the ropes. He felt as if he were running out of time. He froze as he heard Wesley in the other room, muttering to himself. God, the guy was crazy. He reached his hands down, and started to try to cut through the ropes.
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"How much farther?" Cullen felt as if they had been on this road forever. "Can't you go any faster?"
"It's hard to manuever, sir. This dirt road keeps narrowing."
"I don't care how hard it is! If Agent Booth or Dr. Brennan die, it's going to be on your head!"
The words were no sooner out of his mouth, when the driver slammed on the brakes. Cullen and the other agents were thrown forward.
"What the...?" The road had almost disappeared, and there was a car blocking the narrow path.
"Sir, it has to be Dr. Brennan's car!"
Cullen got out, followed by the three other agents. "I guess we walk from here. Let's go."
BBB
She was almost there. The cabin stood about 100 yards in front of her. She stopped and took a deep breath. This was it. She tightened her grip on the gun in her hand, and started toward the cabin.