Hey!!! You know what this is almost the end!!! I'm so sad!! Whats been your favorite chapters, quotes and moments??? Please tell me I'd love to know!!! You wouldn't actually believe how many times I wrote this chapter, at least four times, I've had at least for different endings. I still don't think it reads right, I just have this weird feeling about it! FYI the name of the housing estate is obviously crap as well so don't go searching for a house there lol!! I decided just to do normal cookies, you can dream them up however you want but I can barely think of any!!
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Booth and Russ continued up the now busier highway, overtaking about four or five cars which in Booth's mind were driving like old ladies. Russ began to noticed how angry Booth was, his fists clenched around the steering wheel, cursing at every single driver he passed and the veins angrily popping out on his arms. Russ decided to keep very still and quiet as Booth would probably go on a rampage and crash the car. He averted his gaze from the fuming FBI agent, to the furthest point he could find out of his window just trying to keep his mind off his sister.
Booth looked over at Russ who was still staring out of his window, Booth grabbed his gun from the small of his back and basically threw it onto the dashboard, Russ quickly turned around and his eyes widened. He looked over at Booth questionably, who simply pointed to the glove-compartment, where another duplicate of Booth's gun lay. Russ quickly picked it up, checked its ammo, flicked the safety on and stuffed it away into the waistband of his jeans.
Booth took the next left and entered Avon-Tree gardens housing estate, where they were now only minutes away from finding Brennan. They both were now scanning the surrounding street names, looking for that one suspicious looking house. They eventually found Avon-Tree Avenue, which only had five or six houses in which made it much easier for them to find the right house, also what made it easier was the Black Mercedes sitting in the drive-way of the house right in the corner.
Booth decided to stop half way up the street to think things through. He looked over at the abandoned house, with its poorly boarded up windows, the pane of glass which once was on the front door was now lying in pieces on the floor. Russ looked over to him, he could almost see the cogs turning in his head, wondering what he was thinking. Quite suddenly Booth jumped out of the car and walked around to the back of the car, he grabbed a bag and walked back around to the drivers seat. He handed Russ to smaller bags and Russ nodded towards him and both men prepared to enter the house.
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Calvin by this point had dragged the large antique chair over to the window and was staring endlessly at the car. He took a deep breath and stood up, pushed the chair back into the middle of the room and walked quickly out of the dreary room. He walked into the kitchen that looked like a bomb had hit it, pieces of the sufaces were scattered around the room, the oven door was torn off and the glass smashed. He nodded towards them and they both silently punched the air with excitement. Santos walked over to a cupboard in the corner of the room and pulled out a shotgun, smiling towards Calvin who opened the door leading towards basement. Santos walked through to the dining room and ducked below the window, pointing the tip of his gun through a gap in the wooden boards. Ben took a 9mm from a drawer beside him and he jogged up upstairs to the front bedroom.
After a few minutes of waiting Booth and Russ exited the car and quickly ducked behind a silver car which was parked out on the street, the kept down on the ground and slowly walked alog the pavement until they came to the next car which they again ducked behind.
"Can you see anyone?" Russ asked, peering over Booth's shoulder.
"No...but they have so many places to hide, all the boards on the windows." Booth informed him, and Russ sighed in reply.
"Well there are lots of cars on the street, we'll just duck behind them." Russ whispered, now getting the distinct feeling he was being watched.
They continued to make their way along to the house using cars for cover. "We'll have to." Booth said quietly.
Calvin jogged down to the basement, whistling happily, almost skipping like a small child. He walked along to the large steel door, he pulled a large amount of keys from his pocket and unlocked the lock on the door. He pushed the door open, to see Brennan still lying in the same place Santos and Ben left her, he looked at her in disgust and grabbed her broken wrist, pulling her out of the room. She didn't even try to fight him, all feeling in that wrist was now lost along with the writhing pain in her ribs. Before he walked upstairs, he stopped at the door of the dining room.
"Santos, do not miss him." Calvin ordered and Santos nodded.
Panic suddenly waved over Brennan. She knew who he was talking about. She couldn't deny the fact that she knew he would come, it was certain from the minute she arrived here. Calvin nodded for the last time to Santos and dragged Brennan upstairs where he also made a stop. He stopped at the door at the top of the stairs and poked his head in, to see Ben sitting on a dust covered chair in the middle of the room, admiring the gun in his hand.
"Hey! Move it." Calvin shouted.
He jumped immediately over to the window, peering through a piece of broken glass, gun at the ready. Calvin nodded, now convinced that Ben was not being useful, he hauled Brennan along the long hallway and he finally stopped at the last door which unlike the others in the house, was in one piece and had paint on it. He harshly pushed the door open and it crashed against the wall behind it. They both looked in the room for a few minutes and Brennan gasped as she saw the contents of the room, her eyes widened and she felt as if her windpipe was being constricted.
Calvin abruptly pushed her in and she fell onto the hard wooden floor, she stupidly used her wrist to break her fall but it was the wrong wrist. She landed with a crash onto her wrist, the pain came speeding back and she screamed in pain, the red, blood-stained wrist with the ominous ring around it thumping in pain. Calvin slammed the door behind him. He waltzed across the room to a small wooden desk covered in many photogarphs and pieces of paper. He shuffled them around, pulled a hand full of them and walked over to Brennan with them. He pushed them in front of Brennan's face and her jaw dropped.
"Is this you Dr.Brennan?" He asked knowingly.
"...Y-Yes." She admitted.
She looked at a photograph of her, Booth, Angela, Hodgins and Zach walking out of the airport in Miami. She took a long halted breath, thinking that all the way through that trip they had been following her. He pulled out another picture which disturbed her even more, a picture of her and Booth sitting on the edge of their bed in their Miami hotel room. She closed her eyes not wanting to see anymore, but Calvin persisted on pulling photos from the pile. He finally pulled one that literally made Brennan jump, a very close up picture of Brennan and Booth sitting on the bench outside the FBI building, Booth's hand protectively on hers. Calvin closely watched her reaction and smiled. He pulled the picture away from her face and threw them back onto the desk, he pulled off his jacket and tossed it onto a chair. He rolled up his sleeves and stared evily over at Brennan who lay helplessly on the floor, she just looked up at him like a lost child and she turned her head away, bracing herself for whatever was coming.
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Booth and Russ slowly made their way up to the house both closely watched by Ben and Santos, both of them closely watching their surroundings. Booth continuously stared at the front window of the house where Santos stood waiting, he watched that space intently until he stopped and quickly pushed Russ behind the last car in the street. Russ looked at him questionably, wondering if her had finally cracked.
"Theirs something in that room." Booth whispered, pointing towards the room on the left.
"Well...you were the sniper, you've got better eye sight than me, take them out!" Russ told him and Booth looked at him confused. "Ever since she found our mom's bones we've kept in touch and you are all she talks about." Russ admitted, then he quickly thought of what he just said. "Not too sure you were s'posed to know that."
"Okay...whatever." Booth said, shaking off Russ' confession.
Booth crouched down low on the ground, pointing his gun up to the window and roughly taking aim at where he thought someone was. Santos at this moment began to panic, but by the time he could even turn away there was a loud bang and he was shot in the chest, killing him immediately. The shot rang around the street and Calvin, Brennan and Ben all jumped. Ben immediately took aim but he couldn't see either Booth or Russ, he cursed under his breath and he quickly scanned around, but by the time he focused on the last place he saw Booth and Russ they were already sprinting across the unkempt grass. Russ kicked the door down with no trouble and they Booth quickly searched across the first floor of the house.
Calvin quickly looked towards the door, coming to the conclusion that they now had two new people in the house, he began kicking Brennan very hard in the stomach and punching her in the face. Brennan let out a blood-curling scream, making her presence known, Russ and Booth's gazes both averted to the stairs and they darted up them.
Ben was edging closer to the door of the bedroom, his gun pointed readily in front of him. He slowly and cautiously poked only one of his eyes beyond the door, eying Booth and Russ who had just snuck past the door. He looked just behind him to see a small metal pole and he deliberately kicked it, making it roll around the floor and finally stopping innocently in the middle of the room. Booth and Russ around span on their heels, Russ looked to Booth and nodded towards the rest of the house, indicating him that Russ was going to check the room.
Booth nodded and moved on, he checked three rooms which were all completely empty, except for a few empty bottles of vodka and a few chairs. Finally he looked up the narrow hall-way to the door which was odd looking compared to the rest of the house, covered in an unchipped paint. He walked apprehensively towards it holding onto his gun for dear life.
Russ tip-toed towards the door, holding his gun in one hand he crept slowly closer to the door. He poked his head in, noticing Ben standing just beyond it looking very smug. Ben kicked Russ' gun out of his hand and it flew half way across the room, he then charged at Russ' knocking him onto the floor, his head smashing onto the dusty floor. He sat over him, punching him hard on the face but Russ reacted by thrusting his hands around Ben's neck cutting of his oxygen supply. Ben punched Russ off him and he fell backwards again crashing his head onto the cold wooden floor, he staggered to get up but when he did he looked behind him to see his gun lying only about a metre away. He quickly jumped down to get it, grabbing it he sprang back up again holding it across the room in Ben's direction. Both men now held their guns to each others chests, both men anxious of this outcome. They could open fire on each other and they both die or they shoot the other but the other would manage to shoot back, both outcomes with a possibility of death. They both stopped in a day-dream, wondering what they choose to do.
Booth edged closer to the door wondering if he should go back and help Russ, but he immediately waved it off and continued off down the hall-way. Booth thought that this hall-way was a lot longer than he first thought, he looked back but he had only taken about four steps into the hall-way. He now started to walk slightly faster towards the door. He finally reached it and held his hand out, placing it onto the door handle.
Calvin listened to the crashing and banging outside, he smiled contently and walked over the chair where he threw his jacket earlier and pulled a shiny black gun from it. He waltzed back over to Brennan who now lay motionless on the floor, except from her very slow weak breathing. He stood over her and pointed the gun at her head, her eyes only open the smallest bit just so she could see the blurs in front of her. He bent down to her level with the gun still firmly pointed at her head.
Booth listened intently from the door waiting for anything that was unnerving. Calvin cocked the gun and smiled as if he had just won a prize, but as soon as Booth heard the gun he burst through the door holding his gun up to Calvin. Calvin rolled his eyes and sighed angrily, he breathing becoming fast and impatient, he stood up and turned to face Booth. Brennan's eyes suddenly opened fully, her vision still blurred and disorientated but she knew exactly who it was, she sighed in the utmost of relief. Booth tried desperately to keep his eyes off of Brennan, who still lay still on the ground, he could see a small pool of blood protruding from her stomach. He kept his eyes fixed on Calvin's, eyes blazing into Calvin's. Calvin now felt Booth's rage and held his gun up just as Booth was doing.
"You are a pain in my ass...do you know that?" Calvin asked angrily.
"Glad to be of service." Booth said quite seriously.
Calvin pursed his lips together, anger boiling underneath his skin, his eyes flaring and he just snapped at Booth's remark. He shot him. So quick, Calvin couldn't even believe it. Brennan's eyes slammed shut not daring to look, letting silent tears run down her cheeks. Booth just lay there. He clutched onto his stomach where a bullet now lay lodged, blood began to pool around him. Calvin walked up to him, shaking his head in utter disgust. He came down onto his knees, harshly grabbing Booth's gun from his hand and tossed it uninterestedly across the room like an unwanted toy. He grabbed Booth by the collar and began repeatedly punching him, Brennan kept her eyes sealed shut, tears still tumbling down her cheeks. Calvin finally stopped after about ten punches, his knuckles turning red. He stood up and walked slowly for a few steps, staggering around shaking his hand around to try and ease the pain.
Booth shook his head in fury, his hands shaking in rage, he slowly and steadily stood up with his arm still hooked around his abdomen. Calvin looked up at him questionably, wondering if he was actually human, as he had not seen very many men stand up against him after being shot. Booth staggered into a comfortable standing position shifting his weight onto both his left and right side trying to find the most painless way to stand. Which after a few minutes was deemed a waste of time as he abruptly charged at Calvin, all that pent-up rage all burst out at once, he punched Calvin continuously, releasing that rage onto him. After a few minutes Calvin was basically unconscious, blood trickling from his nose and mouth and a new bruise already forming on his left eye. Booth stood up unsteadily and zig-zagged over to where Calvin threw his gun, he picked it up with his left arm trailing behind him.
He quickly walked back over to Calvin's motionless body and stood over him, he aimed his gun in the exact same place where he had just been shot and pulled the trigger, round after round of bullets. Finally, after Booth was sure he was dead, he walked over to her. She lay with her hands still tied behind her back, her ankles still bound and her eyes clamped shut. He walked behind her and untied the bounds that had been tied behind her back for almost three hours, leaving an impressive ring around them. She sighed in relief, finally feeling came back in at least one wrist. Booth walked back around and sat infront of her, he hooked his fingers under her chin and lifted her head from the clod floor.
Her eyes stayed shut but she still asked in a weak, hoarse voice. "Booth?"
"...Yeah Bones...It's me." He smiled.
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Okay Peeps last chapter coming up, I actually feel sad :( I'll miss you guys, even though I have decided to do a sequel :D:D YEY!!!! REVIEW PLEASE :D:D:D