A/N: Wow people really seem to love this story. It makes me soo happy! I'm sorry this took so long. But who knew applying to college would actually take so much time and effort. I know how short this chapter is but just wanted to let you know I still am pursuing this story.

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Chapter 3: Reconstructing a Life

At the Dawson Residence

"The developers purchased the land to build Spring Crossing from a Mr. Arthur Dawson, apparently it was in his family for years. We're talking old money. Now he's taking the family business to a whole other level, he's been on Fortune's list for the past 6 years. Their only child, Rebecca Dawson, 21 years old. Her roommate called the parents after she didn't go to class on Monday, having not seen her since Saturday." Booth describes the new details as he drives his FBI vehicle to the family's home.

They reach the families elegant post-colonial home and are welcomed in by the distraught parents. "Have you found her, have you found my daughter?" asked Mrs. Dawson with tears in her eyes.

"Mrs. Dawson we want to have confirmation before we need to go into any more detail. Do you have your daughter's tooth brush or hair brush, so we would be able to get a DNA match?" Agent Booth asked, taking the opportunity to look around the living room when the parents left.

"Bones take a look at this. It looks like she has some kind of tattoo on her neck, and it's not your average fairy or heart." Booth said lifting a picture off the fire place mantle.

"Could be a brand of some kind, could be tribal or a cult. We should take this picture back to the lab." Dr. Brennan whispered right before the parents stepped back into the room.

"Here you go Agent Booth, I hope this will help. If there's anything else we can do to help you bring our girl home let me know" Mr. Dawson handing him a pink hair brush.

"Thank you, we'll be in touch. Can we take this picture with us?" Booth said concluding their questioning.

Talking to the families was the most difficult part of his job. Before he would kill a demon, save the world, then go home and no one was ever the wiser. Now every victim had a face, a family, and story, but that's what drove him. He saved the world for it.

A/N: I know I'm evil. It's just a little case info, and Booth introspective.