The Woman in the Kitchen chapter 3

A/N: OH GOODNESS!! HUGGLES Thanks to allllllll my reviewers! My computers soooo slow so I haven't even had time to read them all!!!!!! Yay!!! Thank you so much!!

Oh yeah, I want to mention this here so that people won't stop reading the story cause it's by a different author. I'm going to change my Fan Fic name to: FireFromtheSky

Thanks!!

Booth walked into Tempe's office without knocking, he didn't see her, but he saw her computer on so he went over to it. There were three words on the screen, it looked like a scanned image. "I see you?" he said out loud.

Suddenly, from the couch, Tempe jumped up. "Arrgh!" she screamed. "Get away you… Oh…" she blushed. "It's just you Booth."

Booth had pressed himself against the wall. "Woah there, cowboy. Don't over do it," he slowly pulled himself away from the wall.

"I'm sorry, I had a… rough night."

"That's why you slept in the Jeffersonian? You haven't done that since we found your mum Tempe," Booth said.

Temperance blinked, Booth hadn't called her by her real name since she had found her mom and was at Vince Mickvicker's place. "I know, I just didn't want to drive when I was so tired," she lied.

"Yeah, well let me take you back home," Booth said.

"No!" Tempe yelled, "I mean… no, that's ok, I need to work."

Booth hadn't heard her yell at him like that in quite some time. "Temperance, I'm taking you home."

"I can't Booth, I can't. I'm too busy," Brennan ran over to her computer and sat down.

"I'm gonna go and get Angela to come and tell you to leave," Booth walked out to find Angela and Temperance ran her fingers through her hair.

She had no work to do, other than finding this person who sent her the message. She couldn't do much right now because it wasn't her turn to do the work. Angela had to get the facial image done and Hodgins and Zach had to get their jobs done before she could reenter the picture.

A few minutes later, Angela and Booth came into her office. "Bren, sweetie, you gotta go home now," Angela said from the doorway.

"I do not Angela," Temperance said, frustrated.

"Tempe, you have nothing to do here, if I have to go and get Dr. Saroyan that's fine with me," Angela replied, pointing out the doorway.

"What is with you people? Booth threatened to go and get you, and now you're threatening to go and get Dr. Saroyan."

"We just want you to go home where you won't work at all sweetie, that's it."

"I…" Temperance saw the look on Angela's face and closed her eyes. She was scared to go home, where some person was watching her. "Fine, I need a ride, I took two buses to get here, my cars in the shop."

"I'll take you Bones," Booth offered.

"Thanks Booth, I'll just be a second, go get the car started, I swear I'll come," Temperance said, trying to smile. Booth left the room behind Angela.

Tempe went over to her couch and felt a lonely tear fall down her cheek. "I don't want to go somewhere where I'm not safe," she whispered to herself.

Brennan grabbed her bag and checked that her cell phone was there before leaving. She heard footsteps behind her and she quickened her pace, then she heard them go off in another direction. Tempe sighed. This was too much.

Booth honked the horn and Temperance ran towards the car and got in. "Thanks again Booth."

"What are friends for?" he asked, and then he started up the SUV and headed out of the parking garage.

Friends. The word hit Temperance like a snowball made of ice and rocks. She wished, sometimes, that she and Booth could become more, but she had heard from Angela that Booth had slept with Dr. Saroyan and didn't want to get fired or anything for creating a conflict between her boss and herself.

She looked out the window and felt the twin to the tear that had fallen earlier burn her cheek and she rushed to wipe it away. If Booth found out that she was crying, he'd as what was wrong, look at her with those beautiful eyes and then she'd break into a million pieces.

They arrived at Tempe's apartment and she began to shake as she looked at the apartments across the street. She followed Booth to her apartment.

"Do you want a drink?" Tempe asked, trying to get him to stay as she unlocked the door.

"I can't," Booth said, "Parental duties."

"I've got the first chapter of my book done. Want to read it? You can get Rebecca to drop Parker off here, I swear, it won't bother me," she said, near begging.

"What's the matter Bones?"

Temperance looked away quickly. "Nothing. I just don't want to be alone."

"All right, I'll call Rebecca. You just get the pizza ready, Parker loves pizza. If you bought him some, I bet he'd love you," Booth chuckled as he walked into the apartment.

He saw the broken window. "Bones, what happened?"

"Oh, that, a rock hit it…"

"Bones, you're pretty high up for that don't you think?"

"I don't know, I guess people just want to be vandals," Tempe said, shrugging and she opened the fridge door. There was another piece of paper.

Tempe had to use all her might not to scream. She leaned against the counter and read it.

Call the cops, and you'll die slowly, just like them

Temperance gasped and she began to quiver.

"What's that?" Booth asked, walking over to her.

"It's nothing. Booth," Temperance snapped, putting the paper in her back pocket. She pulled two beers out of the fridge and handed one to Booth. There was a knock on her door and she went and opened it.

"Temperance Brennan?" the mail currier asked.

"Yes, don't you usually just leave the letters in the mailbox?" Tempe asked.

"I was told to give you this personally. Here you go, good day miss," the elder man tipped his hat and left. Tempe didn't want to open the note.

But she did.

I see him. Isn't he a cop? Want him to die too? Don't tell him anything.

Temperance looked wide-eyed at the not and ran to the broken window. There was nobody that she could see. She put the not away like the other one.

"Hey Booth, how about we go to the park? You can get Rebecca to drop Parker off there," Temperance shot a nervous glance at the window.

"Sure Bones, why?" Booth was getting suspicious.

"It's cold in here. I don't want the poor kid to freeze."

"Wouldn't it get colder out there?" Booth asked, and he almost rolled his eyes.

"Well, at least then he could keep moving and be less cold," Temperance would've done anything to get out of this apartment.

"All righty Bones, I'll call Rebecca now," Booth pulled out his cell phone and went and got his shoes on, followed by Temperance.

They got out of the apartment building when a little boy came up to Tempe. "I was told to give a Temperance Brennan this, and you look like the picture the guy showed me so here," the kid said, handing Bones a piece of paper.

Tempe opened it slowly. On it were the words,

Don't think I won't find you just because you're going out. I always know where you are, always Temperance.

Another two pieces of paper fell out of the envelope that came with the latest note. There was a picture of Tempe with Booth and another picture of Temperance walking into the Jeffersonian.

"That son of a…" she began and then she heard three gun shots, one had hit her shoulder, one had hit Booth in the stomach and the other had missed.

"Booth!" she yelled, not caring about her shoulder. She called an ambulance before blacking out.

A/N: What do you think?? Not too bad huh?? Oh, I don't know if there actually is a parking garage under the Jeffersonian sooo… yeah. But now y'all know that Bren has a staaaaaaalker!! EEK!!