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The gang pulled up to the address Max had given them.
"Um, sweetie? This is an apartment building..." Said Angela.
It WAS an apartment building. An old, abandoned, run down apartment building.
"Maybe he was just going to meet us here?" Brennan thought out loud. They walked up the cement walkway to the door. "Which apartment?" asked Brennan.
"I don't know. Pick one." said Angela.
Brennan buzzed apartment ten, and no one answered. She tried 11, and someone picked up.
"Who is it?" asked the voice.
"Dad? It's me, Tempe."
"Tempe! Come on up!" The door clicked open and everyone went inside. They trudged up two flights of stairs to apartment 11. Brennan knocked on the door. Max opened it with a grin.
"Well aren't you the saddest little group of fugitives I've ever met." He said, still smiling widely. "Come on in." They all followed Max into the kitchen of the apartment. "Where's Booth?" He asked.
"He had to go back to get something." Said Brennan. "And you said you had enough room for us...this apartment's kind of small."
"This building is abandoned, honey. At least to the government. They haven't figured out I'm tapping the power and heat yet. No body here, except for Ziggy and me. You guys get you pick of which apartments you want."
"Who's Ziggy?" Asked Zack.
"Ziggy has had some bad luck. I met her on the street, she was trying to pick my pocket. Almost got me too." He said, a manner of pride in his voice. "She's in apartment 13, down the hall. You should go introduce yourself, kiddo."
"Ok..." Zack walked out, with Angel trailing behind him.
"Ok, Dad. What's up, and why did you just get rid of Zack?" Asked Brennan.
"I didn't get rid of him, I just need to talk to Booth."
"Why Booth?" Asked Brennan.
"Have you seen the news lately?" When they all shook their heads, Max lead them to his living room, and turned on the TV. There, under the headline of 'Breaking News: Escaped Felons At Large' were pictures of them all. Booth, Brennan, Angela, Jack, Zack, Angel and even Parker. They stared in amazement at the screen.
"Dr. Camille Saroyan at the Jeffersonian Institute is here to speak with us about the people she thought she knew so well. Cam?" Said the reporter.
"I thought I knew them." Said Cam, a smug smirk on her face. "Then I got an anonymous tip that they were planning something. I tried to get close to Booth, to see if I could learn anything more. And they still got away with murder and withholding evidence."
"That was Camille Saroyan, who put herself in harm's way to try to put these killers behind bars They are still at large, and if you have ANY information on their whareabouts, please contact the police. Thank you, Cam. Now, back to Bill with the weather."
The team stared at each other, lost for words. Zack came running back into the room, Angel and girl following him. "Dr. Brennan! Did you see the--" he stopped talking when he saw their stunned faces. "Well, I guess you did. This is Ziggy." He introduced. The girl stepped forward to shake Brennan's hand.
"It's an honor, Dr. Brennan." Ziggy said. She had long brown hair, that was tied back in a pony tail, and a baggy Patriots shirt on under her jean jacket. Her jeans were dark blue, and they flared out slightly at the bottom to allow for her Nike sneakers to be visible. Her eyes were startlingly blue, and she looked like she was in her twenties.
Ziggy turned to Angela, and shook her hand as well before doing the same with Jack.
"Hey Max."
"Hey Zig. They're gonna be staying for a while. You want to show them the available slots?"
"14, 15 and 16?"
Max nodded, and Ziggy beckoned for them to follow. "I'm in 13." she pointed to a door with a brass '13' on it. "15's free. Any takers?" She pointed to the door next to hers.
"I'll take 15." Said Zack. He caught the key that Ziggy had thrown at him, and opened the door.
"One bedroom, one full bath, kitchenette, and small living room. Oh, and an office in the back. That's what they all look like." Said Ziggy, pushing Zack further into his new home.
They walked into the living room. It was modestly decorated, with a large couch, a coffee table and a blank spot on the wall where the TV used to be. The kitchenette was small, but workable. The bedroom had one queen bed, and a side table. The office had a large desk, and a computer. Lots of shelves lined the walls.
"If you're wondering, I didn't steal any of this stuff, it was all here when I found it." Said Max, walking in to find Jack and Zack admiring the computer.
"Next!" said Ziggy, pulling everyone but Zack (who had gone down to the rental car to get his luggage) back into the hallway. "Who wants 14?" She asked, pointing to the door directly across from Zack's.
"We'll take it." Said Jack, pulling Angela with him into the apartment.
"Well, it could use some paint." Said Angela, after touring the apartment, which was almost identical to Zack's, but with a king sized bed.
Ziggy walked over to the door that lead to the adjoining apartment. "Do you want this one, Dr. Brennan?"
"Call me Tempe. And, sure, I'll take it." They all went to their respective apartments after collecting their stuff from the car. After about an hour, their was a knock on Brennan's door.
She opened the door to see her dad standing there.
"Hey dad, what is it?" She asked.
"Booth's waiting on our doorstep. I don't know how he found us, but I thought you might want to go down and meet him."
"Sure. Thanks, Dad. For all of this. For everything."
"Your welcome, honey. Now go let the man in, he looks dead on his feet."
Brennan ran down the two flights of stairs to the front door of the building. She opened it, to find Booth standing there, talking to...
"Parker?"
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Ziggy is basically me in appearance. Don't forget to review! K, not really a cliffie, but well, sorta is... This was a very long filler, just to establish where they are staying and to introduce Ziggy to you. Hope you liked!
BTW, I was thinking of doing a quick chap on Zack introducing him self to Zig. There would be lots of vamppuppie fluffiness and some Z/Z. (That's Zack/Ziggy) What do you think?