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Brennan had entered her hotel room, and tossed her bag onto the couch. It had been an extremely hot day, and she was sweating like hell. Brennan turned to go find Booth. Her job today was to make sure he stayed safe. She glanced at the time and noticed it was 6:66. A few seconds later, she did a double take. 6:66 wasn't a real time!
"Booth!" she called, hoping he would answer. He didn't and Brennan began to panic.
She rushed through each room, searching for him, getting the undeniable feeling that something was terribly wrong, and with the recent events, there could be no way it was the usual. When she finally reached the last room, his room, she found him. A demon, who's face and body were disfigured and had the stench of death surrounding him, was leaning over Booth's unconscious body. Tenticles that appeared to be made out of darkness instead of matter sprang from it's finger tips, one hand went to Booth's body and sucked the remaining life from it. The other hand went to Brennan's neck and lifted her up into the air. She squirmed and fought to get out of his grasp, but it was futile. The tenticles squeezed harder and the demon began saying something before her world went black.
Booth nearly swerved off the road when he saw his partner jump and wake up in the seat beside him. She looked frantic, scared and when she glanced at him, relieved. He pulled over and then placed his hand on her arm. She looked up at him as tears began to fall. Her dream, or more like nightmare, ran through her head. She had a lot of these kinds of dreams lately, most of them ended up really happening, and if this one was to become real, she didn't think she could handle it.
"You want to talk about it?" Booth asked her gently.
At first Brennan shook her head, but slowly, she began to nod. "There was a demon, Teldramyst." She sighed. "I had to keep you safe, but he got to you before I could."
"Hey," he pulled her closer. "It was just a dream. It won't happen."
She pulled away, "Booth, that's just the point! There is a high probability that it will happen, and to my knowledge, it'll be soon. This wouldn't be the first time I've had a premonition."
"Premonitions?"
She nodded again, "It all started in the early 1200's. I had a premonition of the buildings in the town were burning, and children were running everywhere. After waking up, I went out into the woods like I always did after a nightmare. When I came back, I saw exactly what I saw in my dream happening right in front of me. Then, I saw Teldramyst. He was behind the whole thing. He disappeared and I made an orphanage with the help of the remaining kids. I watched the town grow again and then random people became possessed by demons. However, none of the poeple inside my orphanage was ever possessed. It became a santuary. After the disaster, I told myself I would try my best to prevent those premonitions from coming true. So far I've managed to stop most of them."
Booth continued to listen silently as she finished her story. "There was one premonition that I could never forget. I had it so many more times over the past 800 years, and even more since just before I met you. That same dream I just had a few minutes ago, was the same premonition I've been having for the many past centuries." Booth stared in complete shock, unable to believe it. "Teldramyst is powerful; I might not be able to stop him, and if I can't, he will kill you."
He could tell that his partner wasn't making it up; it was completely serious. He glanced at the time and replied softly, "It's almost 7; we have five more hours and then we will be safe."
Two more tears dropped from her eyes, "That's plenty of time to kill you."
When they arrived back at the hotel, she told Booth to go ahead inside, and she stayed outside for a few more minutes to think. When she went inside, her first thought was to check the time. 7:05. She sighed in relief, then turned her attention to the TV in which the news was on. They were doing a report on people throughout the world were being poisoned by the water supply. She gasped when she remembered Wormwood. She knew what his job was in the past, and immediately knew that his ashes had poisoned all the worlds water supply. Brennan turned to go tell Booth when she noticed the time again. It had once again said 7:05 but when it changed, it didn't just change the last number. All three numbers turned to 6:66.
Without hesitating, she ran into Booth's room and was once again greeted by the sight of Teldramyst standing over Booth's body. This time, she charged him, attempting to stop him from hurting Booth. Fortunately for him, but unfortunately for her, he focused all of his abilities on her. The tenticles from one hand gripped her around the neck while the other hand's wrapped around the rest of her body, making her immobile. She did the one thing she could do to possibly save her partner's life, and that she had thought she would never do during this entire life. She prayed.
Her prayer was answered by a blinding flash of light, but her world still faded to black.
"Booth, you need to wake up!" a male voice ordered from above him.
His eyes opened slowly, the bright light from the angel's wings nearly blinding him. When he came to his senses, he asked, "What happened? Where's Bones?"
The angel sighed and Booth's eyes finally grew used to the light and he recognized the angel as Michael. "Teldramyst took her to hell with him. I need your help to get her back."
"Of course I'll help, but what do you need my help for?"
"To convince Elzix to help us."
Elzix, it turned out, was another archangel, but one that was considered a rogue. He had a habit of meddling far more into human lives than other angels which was probably why he had agreed to help save Brennan so quickly. The three of them went to the gates of hell together, and prepared themselves for what was ahead. However, there was something tied to the gates that they all recognized immediately, and were all caught off guard by it.
It was the body of Temperance Brennan. Michael only confirmed what they had known.
"She is dead."
