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"Booth. You saw what? Are you sure? Did you call SAC Mac to get a warrant? Good. We'll be there in thirty."

Flipping the phone closed he closed his eyes and prayed that she wasn't where he thought she was.

"That was Raburn they just saw a moving truck unloading foot lockers into the house over on South Street. They saw a SUV pull up and unload a single one from it," Booth told the room in general.

Angela sank to her knees and cried.

"I'm bringing her back Angela. I promise," Booth told her softly.

The agents geared up and started to head out, they were followed by the techs.

Booth stopped the techs, "I know you want to help but we are unable to protect you all and I know you went through Quantico as well but this needs to be agents only. Stay here with the squints."

The techs glared but nodded anyway. Booth strode down the hall a grim determination on his face. Twenty minutes later five cars pulled up around Raburns sedan. Fifteen agents jumped out and put on their gear. Booth strapped in and led them in.

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Brennan gasped and came awake. She tried to move and couldn't, she wasn't tied but she was enclosed in a small dark space. Taking a deep breath, she tried to control the nightmares from her past. It wasn't working and she began to cry. She heard others crying out in pain, anguish and fear.

"Hello? Is anyone there? ¿Hola? ¿Hay alguien ahí? Please someone?"

She heard people praying in Latin coated in Spanish. Booth where are you please don't let them leave me locked in here she thought to herself.

"I didn't mean to break the dish. The water it was just so hot. I won't ever do it again I'm sorry" she whimpered.

She tried to push but it was too tight around her. Her eye welled with tears again. She began to cry quietly what if she never got to tell Booth just one more time, just once more that she loved him. She would not get to see Angela and Hodgins have children. She would never see Parker graduate from high school. She closed her eyes in fear, taking a deep breath. Booth would get her out; he saved her from the gravedigger he would save her from this.

She took a deep breath and tried to push the pain in her hips and shoulders to the back of her mind. Her shoulder blades were pushed together, her knees were pushed up to her chest and her hips were hyper-extended. She breathed deeply, started to hum Christmas carols, and then giggled. She a woman who didn't believe in an all-merciful god was humming Christmas carols.

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The agents surrounded the house and saw it looked deserted. Using hand gestures, they surrounded the house. Booth gave the signal and they busted in through the doors. Moving through the house quietly they came across no one.

"They left about ten minutes ago." Raburn whispered.

Booth nodded and began looking for the basement. Opening every door, they couldn't find it. Scanning the kitchen, he noted a table sitting awkwardly on the floor. Leaning down he saw a trap door. Kicking the table aside, he began to pull up the hatch door when they were attacked.

He was kicked in the ribs and he rolled with it. Bringing his gun up he jammed it in the guy's ribs. The guy grunted and Booth rolled up and pointed his gun at the man's temple where the helmet didn't cover it. The man stopped moving he started what sounded like pleading in Spanish. Booth cuffed him and looked around. Officers were getting a handle on thing when a gunshot rang out.

Racing towards the front, he saw men coming in armed with assault rifles, fully automatic pistols and various other weapons. They were wearing vests and helmets, tricked out like the FBI were. They started firing randomly, Booth ducked behind a door. Sticking his head around the corner he scanned, pulling back he signaled to the other two in the kitchen. There were three on the right and two on the left.

They nodded; Booth counted to three with his fingers then swept around the door and fired off two shots. He heard the bodies thump as they hit the ground. The next agent swept around from the corner and fired off two more shots. Booth heard a body hit the ground. Running around the door, he charged the last two. He hit the first guy in the face with the butt of his gun, swung around, and elbowed the second guy in the throat.

The second man falling to his knees and started spitting up blood. He hand cuffed them and ran back to the kitchen. Yanking up the trap door, he dropped down into the hole. All he saw was utter darkness, all he heard were female cries of pain, fear and anguish. He could smell bodily functions and the stench of death. He closed his eyes and clenched his jaw. Then he heard a sound that made his heart stop.

He heard O Holy Night being hummed from his left side. It was dispersed with whimpers.

"Bones? Can I get a light down her?"

A flash light fell down next to him with a loud thunk. Picking it up he found the overhead light and winced there were twenty-five or so footlockers.

"Bones, talk to me so I can find you," he called out.

Brennan heard him call her name and whimpered. Please let that be him and not my imagination. Then she heard him ask for her to talk to him.

"Booth, over here," she frantically called out.

She shifted her weight and tried to rock the footlocker.

"Get me out of here BOOTH!"

The last word was a panicked screech. He saw a footlocker rock walking over he pulled it open and swore. He pulled her out and called up to the agents to get down there and get these women out of the lockers. He looked around and saw the pull down ladder. Pulling it down while hanging on to Brennan, he carried her up the stairs. Walt pulled a chair out from the table and flipped it around.

"I didn't mean to break it, the water it was hot," she cried. Booth rocked her held her close to him as she cried.

"Shhh baby it's okay you're not there," Booth whispered in her ear.

The agents shuffled around and in a hard tone he said, "Get those women out of those lockers now."

They scattered down the steps he saw that they were wearing gloves. Which meant forensics was here. Cam came striding in the back of the house and stopped in shock at the woman in Booth's lap. She had never seen Brennan like this, sobbing like a small child almost broken but not quite.

"Booth she has blood let me take a look until the E.M.T's can get here."

"Bones, Cam wants to take a look at you okay? I'm going to sit you up."

He felt her arms squeeze around his neck but she nodded anyway. Putting her in an upright position, he held her as Cam gently blotted the blood from her skin.

Pulling the shirt from her shoulder, she uttered a whispered, "." Booth looked down sharply.

"They marked her," Cam said still whispering.

"What do you mean?"

"She means like the other women and the women we found they marked me as their property," Brennan said with a shudder and started to cry again.

Booth let out a rumbling growl.

"Calm down big boy, it looks like a tattoo in a nearly invisible place. If that is the case, it can be removed. Some of the women we saw had it carved in their flesh. You hold on to her, she doesn't have any life threatening issues; the tattoo is what is bleeding. I'm going to go setup a triage of sorts to help the E.M.T.'s," Cam told him.

Booth nodded and pulled Brennan back into a snuggled position. Arbo walked up to Booth and his eyebrows lowered as he glared at the agent.

"What do we do now man," Arbo asked his eyes skating around the carnage.

"Go talk to Charlie," Booth growled.

"But you're in charge here," Arbo protested.

"And currently I am taking care of my partner, go find Charlie."

Sweets seeing the problem with the agent and hearing Brennan muttering about dishes walked over to Arbo and grabbed his arm.

"Charlie is over here. Hey Agent Burns, Agent Arbo needs some direction," Sweets called out.

"I'm busy at the moment tell Booth to do it," Charlie called back having not seen Booth and Brennan.

"His lap is full at the moment. Never mind," Sweets yelled over the noise.

"Agent Arbo go find your forensic technician and see if there is anything you can do to help. You took basics at Quantico right?" Sweets pushed him off away from Booth.

"Thanks Sweets," Booth said quietly.

"Is she talking about what I think she is?"

Booth sighed and looked at Sweets with the are you stupid look. Sweets nodded and walked off. Sweets was standing off to the side waiting to run interference if necessary when he saw Agent Finley sneaking up behind Booth.

"Your partner is not so tough when she's been locked up for a few hours is she?"

He smirked at the two of them sitting in the chair. Brennan whimpered and started to cry. She hated anyone seeing her in this weak state. Sweets got angry, really angry he didn't remember being this angry. How dare this agent attack Dr. Brennan when she was so emotionally weak. He took a step forward drew back his fist and punched Finley square in the face. The agent stumbled back and stared at Sweets as if he had lost his mind.

Seeing the man still standing Sweets snarled in anger and repeatedly punched Finley in the face until he fell to the ground.

"Way to go Sweets, nice punch," Hodgins said clapping Sweets on the back.

"Perotta get this asshole out of here please," Sweets barked.

She nodded and yanked his arm up behind his back and ushered him out. Sweets stood guard over the two and the agents kept a respectful distance. Booth continued to hold her pulled tight against his chest until she fell asleep. He watched as some of the women were taken out in gurneys moaning and some did not come up at all. He sighed and spoke to Brennan in a soothing tone when she cried in her sleep. Walt walked up to Booth and squatted down.

"You need a break? I'll hold her if you want." Booth shook his head but thanked him. Nodding Walt stood up and walked up.

Half an hour later Charlie approached cautiously, "We're about done here all that is left is for forensics, Cam and Dr. Hodgins have that under control. Take her back to the hotel."

Booth shook his head and stood up slowly. Carrying her to the Sequoia, he put her in the passenger's seat. She whined when he took his arms from around her but he got in the driver's seat. He slowly drove her to the local hospital.

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