Chapter 4

Smiling, Seeley Booth tossed his keys up in the air, and caught them. He'd just parked his FBI issue SUV in the lot next to Brennan's apartment building, and purposefully strode towards the front entrance.

He hoped she'd be glad to see him, maybe he'd be able to cheer her up a little, he thought, feeling guilty again that he hadn't called to check on her earlier in the week. Even if she was grumpy, it would put his mind at ease, just making sure she was okay, he thought.

The streets were dark and deserted. Wind tossed a few left over leaves from the past fall across the road, tossing them onto the sidewalk. Streetlights illuminated the way to the front door of the 5 story building. There was no traffic now, at the corner, the traffic light turned from green, to yellow, then to red, as it swung on the wire it was suspended on.

He tipped his head back, and took a few steps back, to see if her lights were on; he was certain they would be, as he'd become accustom to her sleeping habits, and knew she went to bed late, being the workaholic she was. A light shone from her patio area, indicating she was, more than likely, still awake. Perfect! He thought to himself, smiling.

Booth tossed his keys back in the air and caught them, as he looked up to catch his keys, his line of vision caught on something coming from the roof of the building. He saw someone toss something over the edge. The movement was quick, deliberate; he almost missed seeing it, the movement was that quick. He took a few steps back to allow whatever it was to land, and not strike him. Light glittered off the item, as it fell quickly to the sidewalk, and shattered like an explosion. He took a few steps towards the fallen item, and did a quick inspection of what was left. It had shattered in too many pieces to determine what it had once been. He glanced back up at the top of the building. I better check this out before I go see Bones…he decided, quickening his pace to the front entrance. Why would someone be on the roof at this hour? He wondered

Booth impatiently yanked the glass door open, and in seconds was in front of the elevators. He stared at the floor indicator, watching the light blinking from 3rd floor, 2nd floor, and after what seemed like an eternity, the elevator doors swooshed open. He entered the small space, and jabbed his thumb on 5, and watched the doors quietly slide shut again. He felt himself lurch and ascend as the machinery brought him upward. The doors opened again, and he turned to the left towards the roof access, which was a few doors down from Brennan's apartment.

His eyes fell to the doorknob, his hand poised to grasp it, where a set of keys was dangling from the lock. His heart skipped a beat; those were Bones' keys, why would she be on the roof? He wondered uneasily. Removing them from the lock, he slipped the keys into his pocket, and simultaneously withdrew his gun. Just in case, he told himself warily, as he quickly mounted the small staircase. The door at the top was open. He reached the top quickly, and eased the door the rest of the way open.

Booth glanced quickly around the darkened rooftop, and seeing no immediate threat, slipped his gun back in the holster. His mouth went suddenly dry, his heart seemed to be lodged in his throat, as he spotted her, her back to him, as she stepped up onto the ledge of the building, and looked down, her arms spread out wide.

End this chapter.