Chapter 7
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"Oh, fudge," August muttered to herself. She should have called Booth the minute she and Parker walked in the door, but no. She'd forgotten. August hurriedly finished showering, jumped out of the shower, dried off, pulled her clothes on, and combed her hair. She ran to the phone to call Booth.
"Booth," Booth said.
"It's August. We're home."
"Oh, good. Did you lock the door?"
"Yeah."
"Ok. Don't answer the phone or the door unless it's Bones, me, Hodgins, Cam, or Sweets, ok?"
"Alright." Just then, the sound of a window shutting echoed through the apartment.
"What was that?" Booth asked.
"Probably just Parker." But Parker came running out of the kitchen and clung on to August.
"What's the matter, Parker?" August asked him.
"Shhhh! There's a man in the apartment!"
"Holy crap. Ok, Parker we're going into Booth's bedroom." They ran into the bedroom and shut and locked the door, ignoring Booth's frantic cries through the phone.
"Did he see you Parker?"
"No, I don't think so. He was carrying a gun." Finally, August put her ear back to the cell phone.
"Booth, you need to get here ASAP. There's a man with a gun in the apartment."
"Alright August, I'm on my way. Hide in the closet. There's tons of junk in there to hide behind."
"Ok. See you soon," August said. She hung up.
"Come on Parker!" August grabbed his hand, and the two ran to the closet. They dove inside as the handle to the bedroom was jiggling. Parker dug his way underneath a beanbag chair, and August squeezed behind some suitcases and clothes. The door was shut. But just then, it creaked open.
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Booth sped home as fast as he could. The siren was on, of course, and Brennan was riding next to Booth telling him to stay calm, but Booth was anything but calm.
"Bones, there's a man with a gun going after my children!"
"Your children? August isn't your child!"
"Well, you know what I meant. And anyway, it's my fault they're even at the apartment alone. If either of them dies, I'm to blame!"
"Booth, you can't blame yourself for something you have no control over!"
"Well I can't let them die." Booth sped up. Finally, after about 5 minutes, they had jumped out of the car and were running up the sidewalk to get to Booth's apartment. They finally reached his apartment, and Booth unlocked the door quietly.
"Bones, get behind me," he muttered. She did as she was told for once, and the two snuck into the apartment. There was an open window in the kitchen, and a slight breeze was blowing across the room. It was eerily silent.
Booth checked every room quickly, but no one was there. That left only the bedroom. Booth slowly pushed open the door and snuck inside. The closet door was closed, the window was closed… in fact, it looked like no one had been in the apartment at all. Booth narrowed his eyes and went to the closet door. He pulled it open.
No one was inside.
"August, Parker, are you in the closet?" Booth asked.
Nothing.
But then, a muffled "Oof!" Came from inside, and Booth smiled in relief. August pulled herself out of a suitcase, and Parker stood up from under the bean bag. August hugged Booth, then Brennan, and Parker did the same.
"Are you guys ok?" Booth asked.
"Yeah," they replied.
"I don't see anyone here."
"They left, I guess. One minute. Let me go put on makeup, then we'll tell you the whole story." August ran off to the bathroom, put on eyeliner and mascara, then ran back into the bathroom. Seeing no one, she darted to the kitchen. Parker had already begun the story.
"So then we hid in the bathroom of the Metro and we talked a bit then we went out and got on a train and came close to here. 'Gust, you tell the rest," Parker said.
"Ok. So, after that we got here with no problem, got inside, and I went to take a shower. I took my shower and realized I should call you. So I did, but then Parker said there was a man with a gun in the apartment, but he hadn't seen Parker. So we ran to the bedroom and locked the door. Well then we went in the closet, like you said, and hid. Right then, the door to the bedroom jiggled, and we freaked out and shut the closet door. We hid for about 5 minutes, then the closet door opened. I couldn't really tell though because I was in a suitcase, but I know the door opened. I heard it and light came in. Parker and I held our breath a while, then finally the door closed. But we didn't dare move. And then you came along, and we got out."
"Wow," Booth said.
"Well, can you describe what the man looked like, Parker?" Brennan asked. Parker shook his head and explained that the man was wearing a big black face mask. All he could say was the man was not the same man who talked to them at the Metro. This man was skinny and tall.
"Well, you guys are sure you're fine, right?" Booth asked. The two nodded their heads. Brennan's phone rang.
"Brennan," Brennan said.
"Dr. Brennan, it's Cam. We've found some remains. They could be Angela's."
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