A/N: I don't actually know how many of you are reading this since I'm not getting many comments, but I'm hoping you guys like this chapter. I took this somewhere I didn't think I was going to, but I think it'll be interesting. Hope you like it!

The Girl From North Carolina

Jack

When you arrive at the Jeffersonian the next morning, everyone seems to be waiting for you. Brennan wants to know how Angela is, Cam wants to know when Angela is coming in; Zack wants to know when he'll get to see Juliette again. You answer all of their questions, telling them that Angela is doing fine, she'll be in around noon, and that Zack's going to have to ask her if he wants his questions answered. You take the case that Booth dropped off for you and head to Angela's office, shutting the door behind you for a little quiet. You're working on a list of things you need to investigate for Booth when the door opens.

"You're in my chair."

You look up and grin. "You're in early."

She fell in love with the second school we went to."

"That's great."

"Yeah." She perches on the edge of the desk. "Jeremy took her home. The rest of her things are supposed to be arriving today and she wanted to unpack."

"Well that's good, right?" You reach for her hand, running your thumb over her engagement ring.

"It is." She smiles and stills your hand. "The private investigator called. He's agreed to a divorce if I come see him."

"Oh."

"Alone."

You shake your head. "No."

"Jack…"

"Angela, I don't want you going by yourself!"

"We're just going to have some coffee and sign the papers." She frowns. "I'll only be gone a few days."

"I don't trust him."

She settles on your lap, trying to distract you. "You can trust me…"

"I know I can." You say, resting your chin on her shoulder. "And I do, but I don't trust him and I would rather be there with you."

"He won't sign the papers if you come." She kisses the top of your head. "Besides, we can't take Juliette. School will have started."

You sigh softly. "Promise you'll call me every night?"

"I promise." She says, lifting your chin. "And when I get back we can really start planning the wedding."

You smile and kiss her. "Alright. I still don't like it, but I suppose I can deal with it."

"Good." You pull her close to you and she wraps her arms around your neck, hugging you tight. "Zack wants to hang out with Juliette again." She smirks. "Maybe tonight she can spend some time with him."

"Yeah?" You raise your eyebrows and she giggles, her eyes twinkling. "I like that idea."

"Me too." She kisses you and then slides off of your lap. "Give me back my chair.

You laugh and shift uncomfortably. "Give me a sec."

∞

On New Years Eve, Juliette spends the evening watching old movies with Zack, so you and Angela have the place to yourselves. When the grandfather clock that hangs in the master bedroom strikes 12 you kiss her fiercely, pressing your already naked bodies together.

"What are your New Years' resolutions?" She asks, snuggling close to you.

"Be all about dirt and Angela." You smirk. "Oh wait…"

She laughs and smacks your chest. "Come on Hodgie. Real ones."

You shrug. "I don't know, Ange. I'm happy. I don't feel like I need to change anything." She nods. "Do you have any?"

"Be a good mom, I guess." She sighs. "That still sounds weird coming out of my mouth."

You smile. "Angie, you're a great mom. It's hard because Juliette was raised by people who are very different from us, but you're doing good."

"You think so?"

You nod. "I know so."

∞

Juliette

When the New Year rolls around, you're huddled under a blanket on Zack's couch, watching Casablanca. Zack kisses your cheek and wishes you a Happy New Year, and you turn a little red but wish him the same and go back to watching the movie. The thing is; you're not really watching the movie. January 1st means that in three days you start school. It also means that in four days Angela leaves to spend three days trying to convince her current husband to become her ex-husband so that her current husband can be Jack.

"Are you alright?"

Zack's voice startles you and you jump. "Uh, yeah."

"Are you lying?"

"N-no…" He cocks an eyebrow, which is kind of a funny look for him, and you sigh. "Okay maybe. I'm worried about school and Angela leaving and all of that."

"Angela's going to be fine."

You laugh softly. "I'm not worried about Angela, I'm worried about me."

He smiles. "Juliette, choosing to live with Angela meant that you chose the rest of us too."

You wrinkle your nose. "Well if I'd known that…"

He smirks. "Everything's going to be fine. Booth will beat up anyone who hurts you at school, and I think Cam is good for advice. You've got a bigger family than just Jack and Angela, kid."

You smile. "Thanks, Zacaroni." He laughs and you stand, wrapping the blanket tighter around you. "I need some sleep." He nods and takes you back to the house. You lock the front door behind you and head up to your room, tracing your hands over the engravings on the staircase as you head up. This house is the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, and you love just exploring it. When you reach the top of the stairs you decide to forgo knocking on the master bedroom door, for safety's sake, and head to the other end of the hall, where your own room is. You slide into the room and change into pajamas before opening the balcony doors and stepping out into the cold. You shiver a little at first but otherwise it doesn't really bother you, and you stare out across the grounds, watching the trees sway in the winter wind.

"You're going to freeze to death." Angela's voice makes you start, and you hug your arms around your stomach. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's alright," You say, smiling. "You just startled me."

"What are you doing out here?"

"Just…watching the wind," You smile softly. "I love the wind."

Angela nods. "Me too."

The two of you stand on the balcony in silence for a few minutes before you clear your throat. "Do you have to go?"

She smiles and pulls you into her arms. "I do, sweetie. I know it's bad timing, but I want to marry Jack, and I can't until my divorce is final."

You nod slowly, hugging her. "What if I need you?"

"I'm only a phone call away, honey. And Jack is here, and everyone else."

"O-okay."

"I'll only be gone a few days. Everything is going to be fine."

You nod and hug her tighter. You know she's right, but you just can't shake the feeling that something bad is going to happen.

∞

Angela

Your second night in the Florida key is awful. You can't sleep at all. You've spoken to Grayson already; he was supposed to take the divorce papers to his lawyer after you spoke, and you're meeting him for coffee in the morning. It's not Grayson and the divorce that is worrying you, but you can't figure out what it could be. You just spoke to Jack and Juliette, they're fine.

Around midnight, your phone rings. It's oddly comforting to hear the ZZ Top song and you reach for it, answering it quickly when you realize it's Jack.

"Ange?" His voice is shaky and your heart starts to pound. "It's Juliette."

"What's wrong? Is she alright?"

"She's gone."

"G-gone?" Your heart feels like it explodes and you sit up, turning on the light. "What do you mean, gone?"

"I've already called the police. S-she…I heard her scream, and by the time I got to her room, she was gone." He sighs. "The only thing left…there was a symbol left on her bed. I—Angie, I think it was Gormongon."

The last thing you remember is hearing yourself scream.