Everyone began to depart from the crime scene. But not Me and Cam. We sat as she cried unto my shoulder.
We must have sat on the cold, hard ground for what much more than two hours.
Then Cam's phone rang. She wiped her tears and then she answered it. " yes Angela?" she said trying to swallow in her tears.
"Cam, I ran the dentals, and It didn't match Michelle's" Angela had said. " also we found a photo lodged into her nasal cavity. I'm trying to enhance it right now.
"that's great news.' Cam said, some happiniess back in her voice. "But where's Michelle?
"I don't know," Angela said, her voice losing altitude. "We'll find her Cam. Don't worry."
"Thanks Angela. If you find anything else call me." Cam said before she hung up the phone. She then had looked at me. "Michelle's alive."
Angela had been working her computer magic for hours, trying to figure out what was on that photograph. finally the picture started to become clearer. When Angela saw what was on that photograph. When she released her hand she let out a thrill rising shreek.
Hodgins was anaylizing rat fesies when he heard his wife, Angela scream. He ran off the platform and into Angela's office. Fisher and Bones trialed right behind him.
"What is it Ang?" Hodgins asked, practically panting from running so fast.
Angela had her mouth covered with one hand, but with the other she pointed to the large screen. It was a photo of Michelle tied up printed on the photo was the words; IT'S ME OR ONE OF YOU.
Cam held a copy of the photo in her hands. "What do you want, you sick bastard?" she said to her self, her voice cracking. And then she asked herself; how do I trade her for me?