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"I'm going to well... I haven't figured that out yet," Brennan muttered
Booth sighed again.
"Come on Dr. Brennan cut the guy some slack and behave," Charlie teased her.
She muttered to herself and told them, "I'm going for a ride. Call me if you need me."
She hung up the phone. Hodgins stood up and smiled at her.
"Ride safe," he called after her.
"I always do," she called back.
Hodgins left and Brennan went upstairs to change. She put on her leather pants, a long sleeve shirt and her leather jacket. Pulling on her boots, she grabbed her keys and helmet. As she reached, the door there was a knock. Opening it, she saw Craig standing on the other side.
"They sent me up to see if you wanted to ride? I see you do so let's go." She nodded and followed him down to the garage where everyone was already waiting.
"I'm taking lead I want to see some stuff okay?"
They nodded and everyone got on and headed out into the street. They cruised through several parts of town after half an hour of this she pulled over on the side of the road. Everyone pulled over to; she pulled out her phone and texted Booth.
Bones: Your undercover agents are blatantly obvious. Next time do not use expensive sedans. Los Zetas know you are watching them.
Booth: Bones what did you do?
Bones: Nothing I just rode by and now I'm going for a fun ride. I will see you later.
Booth: BONES!
She shoved the phone in her pocket smiling she put her helmet on and started her bike. She found her way to I-35 and opened up the bike. She enjoyed the freedom, the speed, the adrenaline, the control over something that is usually uncontrollable. They traveled for about two hours and then stopped for lunch. While eating lunch they reminisced and decided it would be time to head back.
Leaving in the direction they just came they sped home. She was enjoying the ride through the climate desert air. They stopped by the convention center to see if Angela wanted to come back with them. Squealing a yes, she climbed on behind Brennan. Brennan pulled off her helmet and handed it to Angela who put it on. Reaching in her pocket Brennan pulled out a handkerchief and tied it on her head.
She looked over her shoulder at Angela and nodded. They made their way back to the hotel. Climbing off she laughed as her friend said how much she loved to ride. She told her about one of her boyfriends who had a motorcycle. They listened to her chatter all the way up the elevator. Craig and gang got off on their floor saying they'd meet up with her for dinner. Angela followed Brennan into the hotel room.
Brennan invited Angela to sit in the hot tub with her and Angela agreed. It would be fun to have a girl's night while the guys were out. Angela went home and got her suit and Brennan showered and threw her suit on. She ordered a bottle of wine; she and Angela sat in the hot tub laughing about this that and the other.
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Booth walked into the hotel room and heard a muffled squeal.
Running up the stairs and drawing his weapon, he swept the room. Moving forward slowly, Charlie came in behind him. Hearing muffled speaking coming from the patio he walked toward the door gun at the ready. Seeing the girls in the hot tub, he sighed and put his weapon away. Charlie followed suit and Booth stepped out on the patio. Charlie stuck his face out and Booth planted his hand on his face, pushed Charlie back into the room, and told him to go get a beer or something.
He flopped down in the chair and sighed.
"Why do I get the feeling you two have been up to no good," he said watching them splash around.
Angela and Brennan looked at him then at each other and burst out laughing.
Angela slurred out. "Shheee wunts you to oshilate not that's not it occilate her glutus buttus because it hurtssh."
Booth raised his eyebrow. Brennan burst out laughing, she laughed until she couldn't breathe.
"How much wine have you two had?" Looking around he only saw one bottle and snorted.
"One bottle?" They nodded no.
"Two bottles?" They nodded no again.
"Three bottles!"
Brennan tried to point to her nose but stuck her finger in her eye instead. Booth tried to wipe the smile off his face.
Shaking his head, he said, "I'll be right back."
He got up went downstairs and looked around. Seeing Charlie sitting down at the table he walked over. He then saw Angela's camera on the table next to an all too familiar bag. Grinning he snatched the camera up. Walking back upstairs, he sat on the lounge chair and watched them attempt to have a conversation. He grinned then started taking pictures. While he was taking pictures, they started smiling and posing.
Putting the camera down he leaned toward them and asked.
"Now what exactly was it I was supposed to be doing?"
Angela giggled and Brennan schooled her face into a serious look.
"I need you to oschulate my gleutus maximushhh because it hurtshhh." Booth sighed and picked up the phone and punched in a number.
"Hodgins your wife is plastered you may want to come get her. And I need to know what osculate a gluteus maximus means?"
Hodgins roared in laughter, when he could breath he gasped out.
"That's squint speak for kissing someone's butt dude. How much have they had?"
"They've had about three bottles between the two of them."
"Okay just make sure she doesn't drown before I get there okay?"
"Yep will do" Booth hung up the phone.
Charlie brought him a beer and kicked back on the lounge next to him.
"Are we going to be able to leave in time for the raid?"
"Yep it'll take Hodgins about half an hour to get here and maybe take me five minutes to get her to bed."
He took a swallow of beer and laughed at the two of them pushing each other's heads under the water.
"This seems really out of character for Dr. Brennan." Booth laughed and thought about their first case and a bottle of Tequila.
"Sort of but not really," Booth said.
"Well that's an elusive answer," Charlie prodded.
"It's out of character for her to do it around people she doesn't know well. You specifically, both Angela and I have either done this to her or seen her like this. Bones is the sum of her experiences and can compartmentalize like no one's business. But underneath it all she has a warm compassionate heart," Booth said with a smile.
Charlie nodded he had seen it off and on throughout the last several years. They heard a knock on the door and Charlie went to answer it. Coming back with Hodgins, he flopped back down on the lounger. They watched as Hodgins tried to get Angela out of the hot tub.
"Come on baby it's time to go home," he coaxed.
"But I don't want to Jack, I want to stay here," she pouted. He leaned over and started to pull her out.
"Fine Fine I'm coming. I'll see you later sweetie!" Brennan giggled and swished around in the tub.
"You gonna oscshulate my glutisshh mashimush Hodshins?"
"No Dr. B that would be Booth's job. Ask him,"Hodgins snickered. Brennan turned and fixed her blue eyes on him and he rolled his eyes.
"What is she asking Hodgins to do?"
"Kiss her butt. In squint," Booth said with a grin. Charlie choked on his beer.
"She went for a four hour ride and apparently her butt hurts," Booth explained taking another sip of his beer.
"Later Hodgins," Booth called out.
"Bye Booth," he answered.
"Yesshh bye agent shtud- shtudly," Angela giggled. Booth got up and walked over to the hot tub.
"Come on Bones let's get you in bed okay," Booth told her. She gave a seductive laugh and winked at him. Jumping up she took off for the bedroom. Booth gestured for Charlie to go ahead of him. Booth stepped in and put his hand over Charlie's eyes. Guiding him to the door, he pushed him out and turned a mock glare at her. She was sitting in the middle of the bed stark naked. She grinned and flung herself back onto the pillows.
Booth leaned over and pulled the covers up over her. She smiled at him and he kissed her.
"Go to sleep Bones." She nodded and rolled over. He left the room took his gun and cell phone and headed out to the Dallas office to meet up for the raid on the airport. Brennan awoke hours later her head throbbing. She sat up and looked around, the last thing she remembered was picking up Angela at the conference center. She rubbed her face and went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth out.
Walking down stairs, she realized she was alone. Going back upstairs, she put on a pair of jeans and grabbed her green shirt from the drawer. Going back down stairs, she glanced at the table. Why was her helmet on the table, she always kept it with her bike. Sighing she grabbed her key and the helmet. Getting on the elevator, she rode it down.
Walking up to, her bike she bent over to hang it when she felt a splitting pain in her head and everything went black.
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Booth strode into the hotel room cursing under his breath. Nothing had happened no planes, no Los Zetas, no nothing. He ran upstairs to check on Bones and found the bed empty. He strode through the rooms calling for her.
"Bones? Are you here?" He went out on the balconies and still didn't find her. He went downstairs and knocked on Craig's door. Craig swung the door open and looked at Booth in surprise.
"Have you seen Bones?"
"No she was supposed to meet us for dinner but never showed, she didn't answer when we knocked or called. I thought she might be with Angela."
Booth shook his head and headed back to the elevator without saying a word. Craig dashed after him into the elevator. Booth pushed the button for the parking garage. Striding out he went to where her bike was parked and it was there. Craig gasped and ran to the helmet laying on it's side on the ground.
"Don't touch it, don't touch anything."
"She would have NEVER left her helmet on the ground. It took her months to find the right one. She has a case in her storage that she keeps it in," Craig told Booth.
Booth sighed and picked up his phone. He put out the call for the agents to be at the hotel room in thirty minutes. Oh Bones what have I done? I left you unprotected and now you're gone. He strode back to the elevator and got in. Riding it up to the room he opened the door and began to pace. She had warned him that Zetas knew they were on to them. He was still trying to figure out how his little squint knew so much about Mexican drug cartels.
But he wouldn't worry about that now. He paced and then he paced some more. The door came open and Cam, Sweets, Hodgins and Angela strode in. Angela walked in looking very hung over. He walked to the kitchenette and got her some water and aspirin. Handing them to her, he began pacing.
"Hey big man what is going on?" Cam asked pacing beside him. He stopped and turned to her, his eyes clouded with worry and pain.
"They have Bones and I don't know where she is," he growled. He started pacing again; he continued to do so waiting for a ransom call something anything!
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Five hours later, he was still pacing. One by one the agents, the gang and the squints all showed up. He continued to pace, people trading off pacing beside him.
"What do they want? Why are they doing this? What could he do? Oh god where is she? Is she scared? Is she alone?"
The squints looked to one another with the pain he felt in their eyes. The agents watched as the normally genial Booth stressed and paced. Booth raked his hands through his hair. He watched as the bikers kneeled on the floor together and began to pray. He let out a dark chuckle. The agents and techs banded together and worried about the forensic anthropologist who had become a mentor in many ways.
Hours had passed and the sun had risen when Booth's phone rang. Flipping it open, he barked.
"Booth. You saw what? Are you sure? Did you call SAC Mac to get a warrant? Good. We'll be there in thirty."
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