Here we go guys, I'll try to stop with the cliffhangers, but no promises loves! Enjoy, read and review. I do not own bones, sadly.
Welcome to Hell.
Booth slammed the car door and reached into his pocket revealing his FBI credentials "Ok people, I'm going to need you to back it up, FBI, back it up!" As he imagined his request was met by hostile lunch time drivers, all fed up of the traffic and not willing to cooperate. "This is an FBI matter and I need you all to back it up, so I can reverse out. Thank you!" Eventually there was enough room for Booth to reverse out, as he turned his lights and sirens on; he pulled onto the pavement. "Booth! What are you doing? You can't do this!" "Technically no, but it'll be fine." Booth continued to drive onwards, occasionally 'beeping' a pedestrian in his way, whilst Sweets sunk into his seat, avoiding the cursing eyes of the public.
"Well Gracie, me being the loving boyfriend I am, was so worried when I came home to find you gone, and I tried to call you but nothing, funnily enough not even Shannon knew where you were. So I decided to drop in on mummy O'Conner." Grace felt her heart beat increase at the mention of her mother, she feared the worst; she knew exactly what Henry was capable of and she hadn't spoken to her mum in ages. Panic sweeping over her, the last time she had tried to call her mum there had been no answer; did Henry have something to do with that? "Tsk tsk, not even your mother knew where you were. But then she didn't even know why you had gone, I suppose that's why she let me in the house and treated me like normal." "What did you do? She didn't know anything, I never even told her about the abuse." "My point exactly, she knew nothing, she was of no use to me. But then whilst she was making me my second brew, who's voice should I hear over the voice mail, but you of course button."
Grace knew exactly what voice message he meant, she had just gotten in from work and after watching the parental and child interaction between Booth and Parker she decided to call her mum. Since her dad had left, it was always just the two of them, and she'd just upped and left her. All Grace wanted was to talk to her mum. "Hi mum. Erm it's Grace, I was just calling to say I miss you and that I'm so sorry. I will explain everything, I promise. Please don't worry about me, I'm with Seeley and he's really looking after me. I will call again soon, there's so much to tell you. I've got a new job, and met so many lovely people. Ha I've actually met this amazing guy, Vincent, you would love him. Ok well I'll go now, but, I love you."
Vincent turned the corner to where Grace was, but found she was no longer alone. "Grace, are you okay?" He shouted as he ran to her aid, taking her hand in his, inspecting the blood coming from her wound. Vincent immediately removed his jacket and put pressure on her wound. "Ah and here is said Vincent." For the first time since returning, Vincent looked into the eyes of the man he loathed. Now Vincent wasn't much of a fighter, in fact he'd never been in a fight before; unless you counted the time he pushed Katy Harris over after she stole his car. Now that story may sound absurd but it should be noted that Vincent and Katy were only five at the time and the stolen car happened to be of the toy variety. Vincent's eyes trawled over the muscular physique, his strong jaw bone, and dam those eyes, those beautiful piercing eyes. No wonder Grace stayed with him for so long, this man was beautiful, even Vincent was forming a crush. He considered what his next move should be, he wanted to inflict as much pain onto Henry as he possibly could, but he was scared. "Henry, I presume." "The one and only. Now we are all present shall we have some fun?" Henry laughed from his sinister smile and reached into his pocket.
I shall be back soon gang. Suggestions are always welcomed. Peace x