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There's a Place for us

Chapter 3

Deep down in Booth's gut he could tell something was wrong. He tried to call Bones, but it went right to voicemail. "She never has her phone off." He thought aloud. Something is obviously wrong. Booth found himself running to his car and calling Angela.

"Ange?"

"Booth. What's wrong?

"Did Bones ever get to the Jeffersonian?" he asked starting his car.

"Uhm. No. Where is she?"

"Crap. She should have made it there already." Booth said half to himself.

"Have you tried calling her?"

"No I haven't," he said sarcastically.

"Booth, you don't need to be mean. She's my friend too." Angela said.

"I'm sorry Angela. I… I just love her. I wouldn't be able to live without her."

"I know. Don't worry. I'll help you find her."

"Thanks Ange." Then he hung up and drove the rest of the way to the Jeffersonian. By the time he got there, Angela had already informed Cam, and the rest of the team that Brennan was missing.

As soon as Cam, Hodgins, Angela and Booth were about to go out and look for her, Booth's phone rang. He quickly grabbed the recorder Bones had given him and pushed record.

"Agent Booth." The voice hissed. "I have something of yours." Booth's heart was slamming against his rib cage. He could hear squeals from the receiver. Brennan's screams. Booth planted his feet firmly on the floor. His fists were clenched, teeth as well. "Don't you dare hurt her!" He yelled his voice full of rage.

"Oh, this is only the beginning." The voice laughed.

"What the hell does that mean?" Booth shot back. "What do you even want?"

The voice just laughed again in reply, and then hung up.

"Shit!" Booth's face was tense.

"Booth? What happened?" Cam asked even though she knew. Booth walked over to one of the pillars and punched it. "Damnit!" his face was hard and his fist was now red and burning.

When he finally calmed down he replayed the message. "He got her." He whispered, tears welling up in his eyes, threatening to fall. Angela put her hand on his shoulder. "Hey don't worry. We'll find her." She whispered trying to smile.

Brennan opened her eyes to take in her surroundings. They weren't much just an old, probably abandoned building that smelled like old socks. Almost every part of her body ached. Her head most of all.

"Booth?" she tried to scream but her voice was weak and dead. She heard footsteps creeping up behind her, she turned, grabbed her assailant's wrist, and tried to pull him down, but he was much stronger. He grabbed her and flung her against the wall, making her lose consciousness.

When she woke up again, he was still there. Hovering above her. Just staring at her. "What doya wan'?" her voice was slurred. She couldn't think straight.

"If you try anything like that again, I will kill ya." He smiled as he pulled out a knife to show her he was serious. "Where's Booth?" she tried again, her voice clearer this time. She searched him for information, but the drug that he used on her was making it impossible to focus. The man smiled a toothless grin and said, "You don't need to worry 'bout him." She stared at him until her eyelids grew heavy and when she closed her eyes she saw black and white diamond's flashing.

"Where the hell did he take her?" Booth spat annoyed.

No one answered. No one knew where she was. Booth's phone rang again.

"Where is she?" he growled. "If you hurt her I will -" he was cut off. "Yeah I know. You'll kill me. You already said this." In the background, Booth thought he heard Bones' voice scream his name; at least he thought it was her voice. "Shut up doll face!" Booth tensed as soon as he heard what followed. He was pretty sure it was the smack of a hand, hitting someone. Then he heard a bang.

"Bones?" he asked afraid.

"Booth!" she breathed. "That was you?" he laughed relieved. "Are you alright, Bones?" she checked herself over and decided that she was, for the most part fine. "I'm fine."

"Do you know where you are, Bones?" he hoped she did, so he could rescue her. "No. I don't…" There was a pause and then he heard a smash, and a gasp followed. "Agent Booth," The guy started, but Booth interrupted him. "What the hell did you do to her?"

"I warned her if she did anything stupid. She would get it."

"Why are you even doing this?" He asked worried and pissed.

"Why? You're asking why? You're the FBI Agent. You figure it out!" He slammed the phone on the receiver and looked at his captive on the floor unconscious yet again, head bleeding, and then walked out and locked the door behind him.

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