Teddy, the annoying ghost
Chapter 15- Closer Yet
A?N- Hey after this chapter, there will be two more. The next one concludes the story, and the last is an epilogue. I just don't have loads and loads of time any more, and 17 chapters is a decent length, don't you think? I can't drag it out for ever....
Enjoy:)
-W
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Booth was in a hall of mirrors, trying to overcome his boyish instinct to stand in front of them and laugh.
"Teddy, does this mirror make my butt look fat?" Booth laughed as the ghost rolled his eyes.
"Come on Sarge, we have to get out of here eventually.."
"Oh your no fun... I think I found an opening! " Booth ran towards it, all the energy in him building until...
CRUNCH!
Booth fell back, clutching his broken and bleeding nose. He wasn't sure if he was more nautious because of the pain or the sound it made when it hit the mirror.
Teddy was in hysterics. He laughed and laughed and rolled around on the floor.
"Shut up, Teddy." Booth grumbled as he pulled off his shirt to stop the bleeding.
"Now, Sarge, that was hilarious. You were running until.. Crack!" Teddy clapped his hands together and laughed a full out belly laugh.
"Lets just get out of here. Soon."
"Just make sure to feel before you hit, Sarge." teddy let out one more giggle before straightening out to get out of there.
"Shut up, Teddy."
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"Well, there are three closed fun houses in the D.C. area. Two of those include clowns. I beleive we should start here and then go there." Brennan pointed at the maps. She brushed a limp strand of hair from her face. She was exhausted. No sleep had made Brennan look like living hell.
"Okay." Perotta looked sleep deprived as well. " Lets have the SWAT team do a thourough search here, and then here."
"I just hope they find Booth before he gets to join Teddy..."
"Teddy who?"
"Teddy Parker, Booth's old friend. He's dead."
"Oh. Gotcha."
Brennan dialed the number for the SWAT team and gave orders out like a military Sargent.
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"All right Sarge, I found the real door!"
"Hallelujah. Its about time." Booth still had his shirt up to his nose. The bleeding had lessened, but not stopped.
Booth opened the door, expecting another room, but was shocked when a cool blast of air hit him in his bare chest.
It was the sky and a grass lot.
They were free!
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Brennan started to cry when the SWAT team didn't find Booth at the first fun house. They were searching the second, but it didn't look good. A officer had gotten lost in there already.
This was hopeless. They were hopeless. This wasn't going the way she would've liked.
Suddenly, Brennan's phone rang.
"Brennan!"
"Uh, hi I was wondering if you were interested in a new car insurance..." Click
She hated telemarketers. They were so annoying! She had secretly been hoping it was Booth, or maybe even that black hole ass. Something to assure her everything was alright.
But there was none of that.
A SWAT officer knocked on her car window, scaring her a bit. She rolled down the window.
"I'm sorry, Miss, but he's not here either. We found evidence that he may have been, but there is no one in there."
"Why do you say he may have been there?" At least they were close...
"There was fresh blood on a mirror in the hall of mirrors, then a good bit on the floor. There was also an FBI tee shirt that was soaked in blood. I'm afraid the shirt was his, Miss."
That was all she needed to hear. Brennan started to bawl.
"Thank you Officer." She said through sniffles. "He was a loved one."
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"TAXI!" Booth shouted, about four blocks from the wretched fun house.
A yellow cab screeched to a halt. The driver rolled down the window and observed the man. Thirties, well built, no shirt and blood on a broken nose. Late night bar brawl for sure.
"Get in man. Where do you want to go? No charge, looks like you had a rough night."
"Thank you, mister. It was rough. I want to go to the Jeffersonian Museum. I have to tell someone something."
" stay away from the vodka"
Booth want sure what he meant, but was thankful for the ride home.
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-W