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-The Breakout—

The crew at the Jeffersonian was working hard identifying century old bones, and working to help the FBI solve mysterious deaths. Every new mystery brought new enlightenment as well as new interns for Dr. Brennan. It was like the lab had a revolving door for interns. No one had what it took it seems, or Dr. Brennen did not want the spot filled. At the moment, Temperance Brennan was looking at a fresh skeleton it had been found in a cellar behind a wall. She was about to examine the skull when Seely Booth came barging into the lab. As usually no one paid him much mind, they were all concentrating at their stations, and on their jobs. Booth was used to the squint squad's reception, but this time he needed their attention.

He slid his card through the security check point. "Don't you guys answer your phones?" he said as he went up the stairs. "Attention guys, we have a problem."

"New policy, no phones allowed in the lab." Dr. Sayroan stated plainly.

No one looked at him; instead they went on looking at the bones, dirt, and particulates of the skeleton.

Booth put his hands on his hips. "Well that's just great, how am I supposed to get important messages to you then?"

"It's really no big deal, you can call the Jeffersonian, or do like you are doing now Booth and come here personally." Brennan said.

Booth signed in frustration. "Well what happens if I really need to reach you guys, like if I am in a shoot out, or in trouble."

"Then the first suggestion works most successfully. Anyway, it is highly unlikely you would call here while engaging in a gun battle." Brennan said as she held a skull in her hands.

Hodgins looked at Booth. "Do you really need something Agent Booth or are you here just to posture and show off for everyone?"

Ever since he and Angela had broken up, Jack had been going though a hating everyone stage. Booth glared at Hodgins, who glowered right back at him.

"Be nice Jack." Angela chided.

He was in no mood to get into it with Hodgins, but lately the guy was becoming a pro at getting on his bad side. Booth waved his hands trying to get the squints attention, but still they worked on their projects.

Booth finally shouted. "Zack was taken from the hospital!"

That announcement stopped everyone in their tracks; there were puzzled looks at first, and then the questions started. Booth silenced everyone including Temperance, so he could fill them all in.

Booth signed. "All I know is that he was taken early in the morning during the shift change."

There was silence at fist but then a voice from behind Booth piped up.

"How do you know he was taken? He could have just let him out like last time. " Dr. Sweets piped in.

Sweets even started to pull out his wallet to see if all his I.D. and cards were still within the folds.

Booth rolled his eyes and looked back at Sweets. "We know because he must have put up a very short lived struggle."

Booth had to deny the squint squad, when they all wanted to head to the psychiatric hospital. There were no bones, bodies, bugs, and slime, so there was no reason for them to be there. All they could do was wait and wonder who took Zack. Deep with in all their hearts they knew who did.