Disclaimer: I dont own Bones (Why?) But I do own Calvin James, Ben Johnson, Santos Martinez and Ethan James!!!!!!
Hey! I have no homework this weekend so yipee! I actually don't mind being back at school now so I'm not at all bothered. I was thinking about putting a song in the next chapter, read this chapter first then think of a song that would be good for the circumstances, then tell me what you think because I'm stuck for one!!! Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter here are some yummyyyyyy Cookies for...
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Booth walked lazily through the apartment, clumsily switching on the light in the hall and flinching at the sudden brightness, he quickly closed his eyes and waited for his eye to adjust. He opened his eyes slowly and blinked many times until he could see properly, unknowingly he walked towards the door and reached his arm out opening the door. He looked out to see Santos standing proudly on his doorstep, Booth looked at him questionably but he just stood there, silently. After about a minute, Booth began to get impatient which was now very apparent by him tapping his foot and his head now tilting onto his shoulder.
"Okay, who are you and what do ya want?" Booth yawned.
Santos only chuckled evily, he looked at Booth, his eyes were burning with the utmost rage and he abruptly tackled Booth and pushed his backwards into the house. Booth immediately fought back, both men stumbling around the hallway bashing each other against the walls, knocking pictures and the mirror which was once hanging on the wall was lying on the ground smashed into a million pieces. They continued to fight through into the living room where Santos threw Booth over the couch and onto the table, crumbling it into two halves.
In the next room Brennan jumped up in fear, she looked at the empty space beside her and cursed under her breath. She pushed the duvet off her and stood up apprehensively, this being the time that she would normally reach for her trusty baseball bat, she looked around helplessly. She shook her head in defeat and she walked slowly up to the door and turned the handle, slowly she opened the door opening it just so she could see out of it, now she wished she couldn't. Santos was standing over Booth, giving him three swift kicks in the ribs, Booth reacted by punching him in the midrift making him fall to the floor in agony.
Booth quickly turned around to look at the bedroom door which was slightly ajar, he moved towards it and opened it more revealing a frighting Brennan who had her fist clenched around the door handle. Booth peaked his head around the door and removed her hand before her kncukles turned white as snow. Santos began to make his way back to his feet, using the couch as leverage he stood up straight and moved towards Booth. Brennan looked past Booth's shoulder and her her widened in terror, she tried to pull him into the room but Santos dragged him back into the living room. She opened the door wider and started to make her way out the room.
"Bones...don't you dare." Booth shouted to her, in between punching Santos.
Obeying her partner she crept back into the bedroom closing the door behind her, she sat door behind her door and brought her knees up to her chest and covered her ears to block out the sounds that she didn't want to hear coming from the other room. Suddenly she heard the patio doors slide open and a new set of footsteps came into the room, again her eyes widened in sheer terror and her thoughts whizzed around her at warp speeds, thinking about what was happening in the next room.
Calvin walked up to Santos with a half beaten Booth lying at his feet, he looked to Santos tilting his head to the side questionably and Santos just shrugged. Calvin looked around the room which was once laden with many pictures, was now lying in a horrible state, one photograph did stand untouched though, mostly thanks to Booth insistance that he was not going to knock down. That one of Brennan, Booth, Angela, Jack and Zach all at the wedding, he picked it up and looked at it more closely, picking out the most interesting quality. The fact that Booth's hand was placed gently on Brennan's hip, he smiled happily at this and turned around to Santos, Ben and Booth.
He looked down at Booth pitifully, he looked at the photograph and just let it slip out of his hand. It fell to the ground with a smash and the frame cracked in half with the corner of the photograph itself peaking out of the broken glass. Booth's expression turned from pain to anger in a matter of seconds, he threw some pieces of the glass to the side and pulled the photo from the frame. Calvin looked down at him in disgust, shaking his head he stamped down on Booth's hand leaving it there. He let a small gasp of pain out but then tucked it away under the surface and let his hand get crushed. Calvin began to get aggrevated at the lack of pain Booth was showing, he pointed to Ben and Santos to stand Booth up and the nodded pulling Booth to his feet.
Calvin looked at him angrily and turned to face the rest of the house shouting at the top of his voice. "Doctor Brennan, did you seriosuly think your FBI agent boyfriend was going to do anything?"
"I managed to break his nose." Booth said, nodding towards Santos and his crimson nose.
Calvin turned around angrily and gave Booth a kick in the gut, not bothering Booth at all. Brennan sat terrified for herself and more importantly her partner in the next room who was taking it all for her. She looked around the room hopefully and saw the phone which was sitting on Booth's bedside table, she crawled over to it and picked it up and putting it to her ear. There was no dialling tone and she gasped in horror, she crawled over the bed and looked for her cell phone which was in her bag. She picked it up and began dialling. It began ringing and she sighed in relief.
"Hellooo." Was the answer from Angela Montenegro.
"Ang, its me. Look just listen, call Cullen and tell him has to get over here right away. Calvin is here..." She whispered, huddled in the corner of the room.
"Okay...god are you okay?" She asked, now very frightened.
"I-I'm fine, I guess...But B-Booth certainly isn't...Ang just call him!" Brennan said, with the sign of urgency in her voice very apparent.
"Okay bye." She said hurriedly, hanging up one phone-call and starting another.
Brennan put the phone on silent and placed it on the bed side table. She decided that staying in the corner of the room was much better as she was further away from the door. Calvin began to get even more angry with the lack of answers he was getting, so he used a much different approach. Calvin grabbed the gun from Santos's hand and thrust it onto Booth's head, looking back to the door in front of him.
"We'll kill him!" Calvin roared.
Brennan then sat up straight, now not being able to take it she choked out a sob and tried to keeping her breathing steady. Calvin now lost all sense of reason with the lack of cooperation from Booth and Brennan, he pulled the gun from Booth's head and came down to his level and looked him evily in the eye.
"Where is she?" He snarled.
Booth did not answer, he only stared Calvin back in the eye, anger beginning to boil under his skin. Santos and Ben were now had their hands latched around Booth's arms tighter than ever as they could slowly feel Booth trying to free himself from their grasp. Calvin pointed the gun back at Booth's head and cocked it making his threat more real.
"Now I'll ask you again, where is she?" He asked, his face turning crimson with rage.
"Boss, she's i..." Santos was cut off.
"N-No, No I want him to tell me!" Calvin exclaimed, pushing the gun harder onto his head.
Booth didn't even flinch, he just stood there. In complete silence. Not uttering a word. Calvin stepped away from him breathing heavily, he paced up and down infront of Booth, wiping away the sweat which was beading along his brow. He paced faster and faster, contemplating the thoughts buzzing around in his head. He stepped in front of Santos, he came to the conclusion that he wasn't going to get anything out of Booth.
"Tie him up, gag him too." Calvin whispered to the two men.
Calvin edged towards the door infront of him ignoring the shouts and insults coming from Booth, he turned the handle and slowly opened the door, the gun in his hand was the first thing that entered the room. Brennan huddled into the corner even more, turning her head away not looking at the door, she closed her eyes in fear letting a tear roll silently down her cheek. Calvin moved closer into the room, moving over to the corner of the room where Brennan sat. He came down onto his knees, tilting his head to the side, investigating the tears running down her cheeks, he watched her like this for many more minutes, taking in her fear.
After those five minutes were up he grabbed her by the hair and dragged her through to the living room, where Booth sat on one of the kitchen chairs, tied and had a piece of duct tape over his mouth. His shouts were silenced to only muffled murmers, which were mostly ignored, except from Brennan, who already knew what he was trying to say. Calvin shook his head in disgust, he nodded towards the duct tape in Ben's hand and Ben tossed it over to him. Calvin ripped a bit off and stuck it over Brennan's mouth, making the room quiet once more. He grabbed Brennan's forearm and forced it hard behind her back, a large cracking noise was heard along with a muffled cry of pain.
Booth shuffled around in his seat desperately trying to free himself from his binds, pulling and twisting at the ropes which was now digging into his wrists, making red rings around his wrists. He also had ropes around his ankles which were cutting into the skin underneath then, but Booth just ignored the pain. Calvin shook his head at Booth in pity and dragged Brennan out of the house, her broked wrist held firmly behind her back.
"Boss, what about him." Santos shouted in his low hispanic voice.
"Hmmm, just knock him out." Calvin ordered.
Calvin forced Brennan out into the street, stopping and starting every so often as she was fighting back, hard. Her squirming ended up to be too much of a hassle so her hit her over the head with the butt of his gun, knocking her out cold. He pushed her into the back of the car and jogged around to the drivers seat.
Back at the house Ben and Santos stood over Booth, they both looked at each other and shrugged. They both punched him at the same time rendering him unconcious, they laughed happily and flipped the chair Booth was on over, and they left the house like nothing had happened.
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Cullen, Angela, Hodgins and Zach bolted up to the house and powered through the wrecked house to the living room where Booth lay over turned on the chair. They group all gasped and they went down to their friends aid checking for a pulse and trying to wake him up. Angela stopped, she stood up and began whizzing around the house, bolting around every room, searching hopefully for her best friend. But her search was in vein, she stopped dead when she entered the living room where Booth was beginning to come around.
The three men crowded around her began to untie the ropes which had made very impressive cuts into Booth skin around his wrists and ankles. Booth sat up, a searing pain burned in his ribs, his vision was blurred and disorientated, he tried to focus his thoughts on his vision but all of those thoughts to do with his pain had been pushed out of his head all long time ago. One word was whizzing around his head. Bones. One word, but that one word meant more to him than anything. He blinked a few times, his vision beginning to go back to normal. He looked to Angela who was now crying on Jack's shoulder, just like him and Brennan only a few hours before.
He began to stand up grabbing onto Zach's arm for support, he finally stood up straight, his right arm latched around his ribs almost holding them in place. He didn't say a word, he only started to make his way out of the house, followed by his four friends behind him.
"Booth, Booth." Angela shouted after him, but he didn't answer. "BOOTH!" Angela screamed and he turned around.
"S-She was...S-She...She was right there." Booth said, pointed infront of him.
They all nodded sadly, Angela stopped nodding and quickly started shaking her head. Hodgins pulled her in for a hug and he began stroking her hair, whispering soothing words to her. Booth quickly turned around, his eyes aimlessly scanning around the street, sirens reeling around him. A young paramedic came up to him and began asking him many questions which he answered as quick as he could, so that he could get back to finding Brennan.
"Sir, we have to take you to hospital." The paramdeic told him.
"No, no I'm fine its only a couple of broken ribs, I've been worse." Booth said, waving the offer off.
She looked up at him questionably. "Its a girl isn't?" She asked knowingly.
"Yeah." He answered. "Do you think you could just...rap me up and let me go?" He asked hopefully.
"Are you sure?" She asked politely.
"Very." He answered.
She pointed to his shirt, he removed it and the paramedic named Lara began wrapping him up. Angela and Cullen walked up to the ambulance where Booth was getting fixed up, arms folded over their chests. Angela looked at him with a tinge of anger in her eyes, her eyes questioning him about why he was not on his way to a hospital.
"Look, I couldn't care if I had been shot in there...We are going to find her. I'm not wasting valuable time getting an x-ray on a couple of ribs." Booth ensured them, thanking Lara as she walked away.
As Lara walked away she threw Angela a knowing look and she smiled back, Angela nodded her head in agreement, she turned around to Zach and Hodgins who were talking to a FBI agent just at the foot of Booth's drive. She shouted over to them and they quickly jogged over.
"So...Whats the plan?" Zach asked.
"Well...I'll let you squints do what you do." Cullen said taking his leave.
Booth stood up from the back of the ambulance and made his way back up to the house, he carefully stepped over all the broken pictures and made his way into his room. He walked over to his bedside table and opened the first drawer, he pulled out his gun and his badge. He hooked his badge over the top of his jeans, slid his gun into the small of his back and turned around to the hopeful faces of the majority of the squint squad.
"Lets move." He said and they followed him out of the house.
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I really loved that chapter!!!! I was listening to Maroon 5 - She will be loved during most of that and I felt like crying!!! So who's got a song then?????