Well, here we are. Sorry it took a few days, but i've got this research paper that i've been working on. Don't worry though, i'll always be able to make time for Bones. And now we get to see who was at Brennan's door!! I got a few good guesses, but hey, we can't always be right! So i hope you like it and put away the rotting fruit and save it for another day (and hopefully a different story). On with the show!!!

Chapter 10

Damnation

Angela heard a knock at her door and looked at her clock. Who would be here at this hour? She reluctantly got up from her comfy seat on the couch and opened the door.

"Jack…"

Hodgins stormed into her apartment. "Look Ange, I've tried to ignore it and brush it off, but you've been ignoring me ever since Brennan yelled that crazy comment about you being pregnant the other day."

"I'm sorry…it's just…"

"Is it true? I can't help but think to myself that the only reason you would ignore me after what was shouted to the entire lab would be if what Brennan said was true. But she was just blowing off steam right? I mean, there's no way you could possibly be pregnant. It's totally illogical."

"Jack!"

"What!" He finally stopped his rambling and paid attention to her.

"I'm pregnant." This caused him to freeze, Hodgins knew that there was a possibility that what Brennan had said was right but he hadn't really considered it.

"I…umm…huh." He turned to Angela, shocked. "I'm going to be a dad?"

"Of course your going to be a dad! How could you think that your not the father? I can't believe you!"

"Ange, that not what I meant!" But it was too late, Angela had already stormed out of the apartment, leaving Hodgins behind.

"Can I help you?" Brennan gazed at the older man standing outside of her door, he looked semi-familiar. She was sure that she had seen him before but she couldn't place it. He definitely wasn't the pizza boy because she knew him personally from all of the nights she had spent alone and hadn't been up to cooking. And plus, he didn't have their pizza boxes.

"Are you Dr. Temperance Brennan?" He asked her quickly.

"Who's asking?" She didn't trust the guy.

"Well that usually means yes." And then it hit her. She had seen a picture of him in the Madhoil boys' file; he was their father and Boyd's main suspect.

"Mr. Madhoil!"

Before she could react any quicker, a fist met Brennan's face and she was on the ground. She rolled over and saw Parker trembling next to her. She tried to yell at Parker to hide, but he was suddenly gone from her line of vision as he was lifted from the floor. Mr. Madhoil had hold of Parker and all Brennan could think about was protecting him.

Temperance pushed herself up from the ground. Just as a fist was about to come down on Parker's face, Brennan pushed him out of the way and took the beating for Parker. Once again on the floor, she turned to Parker and whispered to him. "Go hide Parker."

As Mr. Madhoil grabbed at Temperance, Parker ran from the room. "No big deal, I'll find him later, once I'm done with you."

Brennan took this opportunity while he was distracted to sweep his legs out from underneath of him. She quickly got up in time for him to recover and lunge for her again. This time she jammed the butt of her hand up and slammed it into his nose causing a loud crack. But he didn't stumble; he just swung his left hand even harder towards a startled Temperance.

The last thing Brennan remembered before the world went black was thinking: Booth will find me.

Angela walked up the stairs. She was pissed and she just needed her friend to calm her down. She rounded the corner of the hallway and approached Brennan's door. Angela was about to knock when she found the door slightly cracked.

"Bren?" Angela called as she began to open the door. She suddenly stood frozen to the spot. "Bren! Oh my God, Where are you?"

Angela looked around the trashed apartment. Everything was broken, torn, or scattered around the room. Then she remembered that Brennan had Parker. "Parker? Are you here?"

She made her way down the hallway looking in each room as she went; all of the looking the same as the first. When she reached Brennan's room, she tried one more time. "Bren? Parker? You here?"

A small muffled cry came from Brennan's bed as Parker came out from underneath. "Angela!" He cried and ran into her arms. "He has Dr. Bones!"

"It's alright. Come on, let's go out to the living room and call the police." She carried him out of the room and found her cell phone in her purse on the living room floor, where she had dropped it when she first opened the door.

After making the call to the police, Angela turned to Parker. "Can you tell me what happened?"

Parker looked up from the floor where they were sitting. "A man came and took her. He tried to beat me up, but she wouldn't let him and then she told me to hide. I heard a bunch of noises and then it was quiet until you came." At this point, he was crying again and couldn't stop. Angela just sat there on the floor, holding him.

-

Okay, how many times can you screw up? Really, I'm bound to get it right one of these times. I mean, it's not like I'm drunk…he put his hand up to his mouth and blew…well, not really drunk. Booth looked up from the street and saw that the lights in her apartment were still on. He made his way to the stairs, passing her car. And no signs of Boyd's car, good!

As he made his way down the hallway, he could hear sobs coming from the direction of her apartment and he quickened his pace. He opened the door to Brennan's apartment and stood there shocked.

"Angela? Where is she? What happened?" Angela looked up from her position on the ground revealing Parker. "Oh my God, Parker! Are you alright?" He asked as he rushed towards his son.

"He hurt Dr. Bones." Parker cried as Booth picked him up from Angela's arms.

"Who buddy? Who hurt Bones?" When he received no reply from the boy he turned to Angela. "What happened?"

"From what I got from Parker, this man came to the door and punched Bren out and then he went to beat up Parker…" She paused as she saw Booth suddenly look over his some, checking for any injuries. When he found none, he looked over at Angela.

"And?"

"And Brennan got up and pushed Parker out of the way and took the beating for him."

Booth didn't know what to think. He was thankful that Bones had done that, but at the same time he was pissed that she had gotten hurt. He snapped back to reality when Angela continued to talk.

"Then she told Parker to go and hide. The rest I don't really know, Parker heard a bunch of more noises and then everything went quiet until I got here."

After a long silence Booth looked at Angela. "How did you know to come? Did she call you?"

"No. I was coming over to talk to Bren. I guess it's a good thing I did." Angela glanced around the room again. "Anyway, the police should be here soon…"

But Booth wasn't paying attention. "Parker, can you describe the man to me. Did he say anything?"

Parker shook his head. "He was big and kind of older and he was mean."

"Do you know who he is?" Parker nodded his head. "Who is he?"

"Dr. Bones said his name before he hit her." Parker stopped and let out a tear. "Mr. Madi…Mr. Mado…."

Angela jumped in. "Mr. Madhoil?" Parker nodded his head in response and Angela turned towards Booth's confused face. "He's the boys' father on the case we're working on. And he's the main suspect. But I don't know how he knows about Brennan, she didn't go to interview him with Boyd. In fact, she didn't interview anyone on this case, she been in the lab the whole time."

Booth grabbed his cell phone and dialed an number. "Yea, it's Booth. I need an address for a Mr. Madhoil….call me when you get it." He turned towards Angela.

"What are you going to do?"

"Do you think you can watch Parker for me? Just keep him safe until I get back."

"Yea, sure." She took Parker from Booth's arms. He turned to leave but stopped at her voice. "Booth. Just find her. Please."

"Don't worry Ange, I will." And he turned and left.

-

Brennan woke up in a cold dark room. She strained her eyes to try and look around but couldn't. One of her eyes was swollen shut and the other might as well have been because she couldn't see anything in the dark.

She tried to push herself up off of the ground that she was laying on, only to fall to the floor. She analyzed herself trying to take in what was injured. Her left side hurt, it felt bruised, maybe even a broken rib. He must have continued to beat me after I passed out.

Then there was her face; one eye swollen shut, a bloodied mouth, and at one point there had been a bloody nose judging by the dried blood. She felt behind her where her hands were tied. Her hands hurt, but that was probably from hitting him. Her wrists were bleeding from the string that held her hands together; it was tied too tight. She sighed as she realized that there was much she could do in her condition.

The sound of a door opening brought her back to reality and she faced her capture. He slowly approached when he realized that she was awake. The cloth covering her mouth stopped her from screaming at him, but she still tried anyway.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you. Yet." And that was the last thing she remembered as he kicked her in her already bruised gut, knocking her out.

Booth drove like a maniac down the street. He looked at house numbers as he passed and came to a screeching halt at the one he wanted. It was a regular house, looking like all the rest on the block. White with blue shutters and a white picked fence.

Booth made his way up the stares and looked into the window. There was nothing out of the ordinary. The lights were off and no car was in the driveway. He knocked twice and warned that he was with the FBI, but there was no response.

He quickly kicked down the door and held up his gun as he entered. He knew that he should have waited for back up to get there, but it was his Bones and he couldn't wait any longer for her.

So he made his way through the house, clearing the upstairs and the first floor, he made his way towards the basement. There were no noises coming from down stairs, but he knew better, so he slowly went down the stairs.

Once he reached the bottom he looked around the room and found nothing, not even a sign that someone had been there within the past few days. He turned and started up the stairs. He reached for the handle of the door, when he heard something.

Brennan once again woke up. This time she could hear noises coming from outside of the room. It sounded like stairs. Unsure if it was her capture, she remained as quiet as possible. As the sound of footsteps faded away, she breathed a sigh of relief. She felt her way around the room, but stopped as she felt a stab a pain shoot through her leg. The pain was so terrible she couldn't help but scream before she, yet again, passed out.

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