So here's chapter two. When you're done you should press the little button that says review and write some stuff. Hope you guys and gals enjoy :D Another observation. Why is Hodgins the only one who doesn't have an office?
Title: Regret in Time
Rating: K+
Summary: Brennan changes her mind about love and the way it should affect her life, but is it too late?
Disclaimer: I don't own Bones, but if I did, Hannah wouldn't exist.
A/N: I only made the rating K+ for death. I'm not sure it has to even be that, it could still be K.
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He walked down the street to his apartment. It had been a long day and all he wanted to do was go to sleep. His feet were heavy as he padded up the stairs and through the hallway to his apartment. He opened the door and headed straight for the shower. His jacket was thrown on the floor behind him. A thump sounded through the empty apartment, his phone forgotten in the pocket. Ignoring the sound, he started the water for his shower.
He stood in the shower, letting the water burn away his stresses. He dropped his head and sighed as he heard his phone ring. A beep followed after only a few rings. He dried himself off and grabbed some clothes before he went to his phone. The number was blocked, but he thought nothing of it. He climbed into bed as he dialed voicemail, hoping that it was something that could wait until tomorrow.
"Agent Booth, I have Dr. Temperance Brennan. I have only recently come to realize that you are, were, Dr. Brennan's partner. It's very interesting really. A scientist and a cop. Honestly, you should be here with her, for you are probably as much as at fault, but, I've said too much already. Well, I sent everything necessary to the Jeffersonian, as there is nothing the FBI will be able to do. I called you only as a courtesy, Agent Booth. Don't try to hard, this is purely science.
By the end of the message, he was out of bed and in his SUV, and on his way to the Jeffersonian. The traffic around him was thick and he was moving to slow. Frustrated, he flipped his siren and sped his way through the streets. His SUV was barely in park before he was out and running to the buildings entrance. He barged through the doors and made his presence known in the platform, ignoring the alarms. Cam quickly rushed over and reached behind him to silence it. She rested her hands on his chest and slowly pushed him back off the platform.
"Seeley, what are you doing here? You need to leave." She whispered.
"I got a call." He held up his phone for emphasis. Cam's eyes widened, immediately knowing what it was about.
"Go to Angela. Have her listen to it." She started to walk away, but was stopped by his hand on her arm.
"Cam, what is going on? What happened to Bones?" his voice was stern, but there was fear in his eyes.
Cam took a breath before she spoke. 'I sent Dr. Brennan out for lunch. She'd been here since last night. I was worried. She needed a break. She needed to eat." Her voice cracked as she explained herself. The tears that threatened were obvious, but she continued. "She didn't come back and I was a little worried, but I figured she had just fallen asleep or something. About six hours ago, two hours or so after she left at eleven, we got this package. It had a bunch of stuff on it that's supposed to help us find her. They said no law enforcement, so I didn't call you." He nodded when she was done.
"Did they say why?" she shook her head. "Ok. I'm going to take this to Angela, and then I'll be back. You're going to tell me everything you know about what was in that box." He let go of her arm, which had gone from an iron grip to a comforting hand during her speech, and walked off to the artist's office.
"Booth!" Angela exclaimed when she saw him walk into her office.
"Angela, I got a call. Cam said to give it to you." He held the phone out for her. She grabbed from his hand and immediately got to work. Booth took that as a sign that it was time to leave.
"Booth, wait." He turned around to look at her, tears falling down her face. "You're going to find her right?"
He walked back over to her and pulled her into a tight hug. "Yes, Ange. I'm going to find her. I promise."
She pulled away from him. "Ok, ok. Go. Now. Find her."
He smiled a reassuring smile at her and walked out of her office to a waiting Cam. Back on the platform, he was demanding answers and explanations, but no matter how much he wanted to, needed to, hear the facts the pathologist was spouting off, his mind was elsewhere. He was angry that he couldn't protect her. And he was scared. Nightmares had haunted him of this very thing. What if he couldn't save her in time? There was always a limit. He was slowly falling apart inside. He was terrified that he would be too late. His heart was broken. No crushed, it couldn't be broken. Panic was overtaking him. He needed to help her, but there was nothing he could do right now. He felt useless.
Cam's voice was still present and he pulled himself back to reality. "And there was a note. Hodgins analyzed it, but didn't find anything. He's working on the other smaller things now. I'm assuming Angela is working on the voicemail. I should go listen to that. I'll-" he raised his hand to stop her. He was only half listening, so he didn't realize she was about to leave anyway.
"I need to go think." He walked off to the only quiet place he could think of. His hand lingered on the door handle before he went in. As soon as he was inside, he was surrounded by her. His heart ached all over again. He sighed and made his way over to the couch. He sat down and let his head fall into his hands. His chest tightened and a tear slowly began to fall. He was terrified. What if he never sees her again? What if-
"Booth!" Cam's voice pushed his thoughts back yet again. He stood up, wiping away the tear.
"Booth. Hodgins got something. Booth!" she walked away, him following closely behind her. They met Hodgins on the platform. The entomologist was pacing furiously, waiting for Booth and Cam.
He started to speak as soon as he saw them. "I re-examined the envelope, and I found something. Well I saw it before, but I didn't think it was important. Then I remembered something Dr. B said-"
"Hodgins!" Cam focused him on the important facts.
"Sorry. So I tested it anyway and it turned out to be phacci-"
"Hodgins! I don't care how! What did you find? Where is Bones?" this time Booth.
He stuttered a little before talking again. "I traced it to a field about thirty miles east. Angie looked it up, there's a house, a barn, nearby. She sent the address to your GPS." Booth turned on his heel and within minutes he was on the highway, sirens blaring.