Tempe sat next to Booth in the interrogation room listening to him ask James Scott questions on his wife and when he had decided it was right to call the police.

"Agent Booth, I'm telling you, Amelia left the house at eight o'clock that night, we had been arguing and she needed a break so she went for a walk, while I watched Krista. Around nine I found she still wasn't home, but was tired and I had work the next day, she had the house key and I know that if she came home to find me up it would really piss her off, so I went to bed."

"What happened when you woke up?" Booth asked.

"I found the bed empty and figured she had slept on the couch so I took a shower, got dressed, woke Krista up and went downstairs to find the couch untouched."

"Around what time did you call the police?" Tempe asked curiously.

"Around nine when I got back from dropping Krista off at school. I got home and found the house empty and I started to worry."

"But you didn't worry before?" Booth asked upset.

"I thought she was just blowing off steam. I called her sister and mom, she wasn't there." He stopped and caught his breath it was easy to tell this was hard for him. "So I freaked and called the cops. Please tell me you found her." he begged, obviously nobody had told him Amelia was dead.

"We found her." Booth said softly. James face lit up.

"Oh thank god, I missed her so much."

"Mr. Scott, we found her, but I regret to inform you we did not find her alive." Booth spoke again and Tempe watched as his bright smile left and sorrow replaced it.

"She's dead?" he asked as tears quickly began to form.

"I'm sorry. She was found last night placed in front of FBI headquarters."

"Was she murdered? He asked, Tempe opened her mouth to answer, but Booth's glare silenced her.

"yes." He whispered.

"Can I have her body? I would like to bury her." the tears poured.

"We can't release it now. Your wife's death my have been part of a serial killing and it still has to be examined."

"When should this be done?"

"There's no say." Tempe spoke.

"Alright, thank you." He said placing his head in his hands and mumbled something about not knowing how he was going to tell his daughter. "What about the baby?" he asked and Booth looked up from a file.

"I'm sorry?" he asked.

"That baby she was pregnant with, it was due any day."

"I'm sorry, but the child has died as well."

This brought the man down even more, tears poured down his face and he broke down emotionally. After a few more minutes with the man Tempe and Booth exited the room and headed towards the main lobby of the building.

"So you don't think he did it?" she asked.

"No, not really Bones."

"Ok, so I can get started on the other body and see where that leads us." She mumbled pulling out her cell phone.

"Booth?" someone called from behind them, making them both turns around; they had only been feet away from the elevator.

"Yes, Mitchell?" he asked walking over to him.

"Cullen wants to see you in his office." He said getting a nod from Booth than walked off.

"Come on, Bones." Booth said grabbing her arm and pulling her towards the office.

When they got outside of the door, Booth had Tempe sit in a chair outside while he went in and spoke with Cullen. The whole time Tempe spoke on the phone with Angela, Zach and Hodgins about the body, nothing new yet.

Fifteen minutes later Booth emerged from the closed door, an odd expression on his face and as he made eye contact with Tempe, he gave her a look of apology and headed to the elevator again, Tempe behind him the whole way.

The ride back to the lab was quiet and nobody said a word, even though Tempe wanted to know what Cullen had said to Booth to have him look like that. As they entered the lab, Booth grabbed Tempe by the arm and dragged her into her office, closing the door behind them.

"Booth what's wrong?" she asked upset.

"Cullen told me some news you may not like." He said handing her a file.

"What?" she asked opening it.

"Cullen wants us going undercover." He mumbled.

"So, we've done it before," she said a smile spread across her face. "Remember Vegas?"

"I know Bones." He said smiling back. "But this time you have to be married to me, no options."

"What?" she asked looking through the papers.

"Just read it, there's more."

"How much more?" she asked reading through the basics, then suddenly she yelled out. "I HAVE TO BE WHAT?"

"quiet." He mumbled putting his hand over her mouth. "That word says pregnant." He said talking to her as if she were a child.

"Pregnant?" she questioned.

"This killer preys on pregnant woman; we need him to hold a certain attraction to you in order to get him."

Tempe looked over at Booth, anger was in her eyes and he could tell she didn't like the idea.

"What do you say Bones? Please?" he asked giving her the puppy dog pout.

"I hate the idea." She mumbled.

"I know, but you're helping people out."

"I'll do it on one condition; I'm not going to get pregnant."

"Understandable, we didn't mean it like that anyways, there are certain things we have that can make you appear that way."

"Good, because no way am I actually going to carry a child."

"But there is one problem."

"What?"

"Nobody can know this is an undercover deal."

"I don't know what that means."

"It means everybody in the lab has to think you are pregnant and that it's my child. We have to start acting like we're going out and are happy. Then next week you have to tell everybody you're pregnant and we have to fake a wedding."

"unbelievable." She shouted throwing herself on the couch. "Angela will never fall for this."

"That's why it needs to be convincing."

"Just my luck." She mumbled thinking over everything, he had a point they were going to catch this guy easier by making her a target, she knew deep down she had no choice if she wanted the killer caught before another woman ended up on her table.