My time of Dying
Chapter 4
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AN: Sorry I really didn't mean for it to take so long. The past couple of weeks have been frantic and after losing a chapter and my plan for the story I am kinda winging it. I know where it is heading I just will take the roundabout to get there. Thanks to everyone who has been reviewing, it really brings a smile to my face and bounce to my step. The Answers are coming let me know if it's too disjointed and what I can do to make it more cohesive. And Rodger I have a biscuit for you.
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After Angela had hung up on Booth that day, scenarios played through his mind. Her mood had gone from weepy to joyful. She was Temperance's next of kin, her sole beneficiary in her will. Russ didn't even contest it.
He wondered what dark lies that infectious smile hid. What was she hiding? Did she kill her for the money? She hadn't spent a cent except for a house in whoop whoop. He had been questioning her motives for months now but had only been watching her for 9 weeks.
Jack and the squints were the only people she spoke to now. She called him sometimes, though he basically blows her off every time. Slowly her calls to him slowed to once a week. There was one other she spoke too, although he could never understand who it was.
They spoke with a familiarity that concerned him. Seeing Angela so happy when he was so miserable made him incredibly angry.
Cullen had shot down this theory when he had proposed it, giving him a temporary leave of absence to 'understand his loss and why it was making him see things that didn't exist.' Cullen was just blinded by the museum Angela had made for Amy.
Fool. She was behind Bones death and he was going to prove it.
She was setting up a meet with her accomplice now and he would be there to blow her and her entire network of murderous spies down. She would pay for what she had done to Bones he would see to it.
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The boys were sitting in Zach's office discussing Jacks upcoming nuptials and Angela's holiday.
When the phone rang Zach picked it up without hesitation. He had been expecting a call from Deputy Director Cullen for days now. Without being briefed on his new contact at the FBI, he wanted the back story. He had only trusted Booth because Brennan did (and because both Goodman and Cam told him to); this new guy Peter Mitchell was nice enough but seemed a little shady.
"Dr Addy, speaking," He never told anyone what a kick he got out of answering the phone like that. He flicked the phone on speaker so Jack could hear.
"Dr Addy, this is Deputy Director Sam Cullen, you requested a chat with me regarding your new contact is this correct."
"Yes sir. I would just like to know why Agent Booth has been transferred and why I have this shady man to deal with." Zach spoke clearly.
Jack sniggered. It really was funny to see how much Zach had matured since Brennan had left.
"I don't think shady is the way to describe him, Dr Addy."
"Fine, a little shifty then, but that's not what I asked. What has happened to Booth?"
"Agent Booth has been put on a leave of absence."
"Why?"
"He believes that your colleague Angela is to blame for the unfortunate accident that took Dr Brennan's life. Until he can sort himself out and have some counseling, he is on holidays."
"He thinks Angela did it?" Zach was shocked and Jacked looked ready to hunt him down.
"Yes, and you all aided her. I believe this is a figment of his grieving mind, but I would rather he not use the FBI's technology and networks to follow a personal and fallacious vendetta. Please tell Dr Hodgins that we removed the tap from both his phone and Angela's this morning." Jack spluttered in the background, alerting Cullen that his assumption was correct. "Deepest Apologies you will be compensated. As for Agent Mitchell, he is a good agent and with your logic and reasoning capabilities there is no reason you can't be as good a team as Booth and Brennan were."
"Thank you for that sir. Your information was very helpful. Have a great day."
"You too Dr Addy." The click was very audible in the silent room.
Jack looked over at him completely dumbfounded. "He has been tailing us and had taps on our phones."
Zach realized what Booth was doing, his mind automatically listing his options. Knowing Angela, all information needed was on the Angelator.
He rushed past Jack into Angela's office, switched on the machine and pulled up the last data that had been stored. She had been using it as her virtual refedix.
"What are you doing?" Jack asked, startling Zach.
"Booth would have heard Brennan's call to Angela on her birthday. He will think she has gone to avoid prosecution or something similar."
"But she is meeting Brennan."
"And he will find them together and we will all go to Jail for fraud." Zach was panicked. "I like my job. I couldn't take jail."
"Zach, we have a loophole. We didn't identify her conclusively, No dental records, DNA inconclusive. We said there was a high possibility of it being her but didn't confirm. We are fine, unfortunately Angela being found with her and they will both be done." Jack stood and calculating some figures in his head. "Do you have any time in Lieu?"
"Six weeks. Why?"
"Come on" he grabbed a post it and scribbled a quick note to Cam.
Cam
Family emergency. Zach and I taking six weeks off will let you know when we get there what is going on.
Jack
He stuck it to her door as he dragged Zach past. "We are a week behind them. We will have to take the Chopper."
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Angela had performed what she believed to be extensive, evasive maneuvers to avoid anyone following her and upsetting Brennan. Scaring her now would only serve to lose her forever. Pulling into a truck stop that Brennan had told her served the best mud cake in the 'verse.
'Not much further. I will bring her some cake and coffee.' She thought to herself as she got out of the car.
Standing at the counter she seriously wondered how they could make any money at all in a place like this. Waiting for 10 minutes was starting to bug her. She wanted to see her friend.
"Janice, stop being a spoil sport Steve said the only way we could expand was if we put in a brothel."
"No, Lyndy you need to take it easy not listen to Steve and his plans. He is a happily married man not a horny young stud."
"Married or not, he is still a man and isn't home lots, maybe his wife has lost her appeal. I know we could get the wives working. Or maybe we could get young studlies to work and make it a man whore brothel. I can see the possibilities now and the marketing…. Hey don't walk away from me I am making complete sense. Don't shake your head. I bet that's Steve now I will propose my ideas to him now."
Voices came from the kitchen and although their conversation was amusing it was not what she was here for.
"Lynda. Stay there you need to relax. I will see to Steve."
Angela heard the footsteps heading toward her and was relieved. 'Finally.'
"I will beat you out there. I don't need to rest I need to keep active." Another set of footfalls fell in with the other.
"Hey, How you going today…? Angela. My god you made it." Angela looked up to see a blonde looking at her with shock and surprise standing beside an older brunette woman.
The voice sounded familiar, yet she couldn't place the blonde locks. "How do I know you? … Sweetie. Oh my god, come here. I came to get you some cake. I can't believe you're here and blonde…" she stopped "My god, you're pregnant."
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