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AN: I'm back with the rest of this story… I'm so happy with the response I've gotten and all the people who put me on story alert, thank you so much! Here is the rest of it. I hope you'll like it.

Three days had passed. Three days since he had last seen her and Christine. He wondered where they were and if they were okay. Were they missing him? Was she able to fall asleep without him? Had Christine grown already? Would she remember him when they saw each other again? Saying he was missing them was an understatement. He found it harder everyday to fall asleep because her scent was slowly fading away and the preoccupation that they wouldn't be able to prove her innocent was getting stronger. The squint squad had been his rock through this, especially after he had asked Flynn to put Parker and Rebecca under protection. The other agent had immediately agreed, thankfully he understood what kind of psycho Pelant was, but that meant that he could not see his kid until Bones was proven innocent. Angela and Cam made sure he ate at least twice a day, Hodgins was examining every bit of dirt that was found in his house, Caroline and Sweets were helping even if officially they were off the case and Wendell was doing his best to follow the evidence and prove that his mentor was innocent. Wide awake in the middle of the night he stared out of the window. The night was clear, he could see the stars shining brightly in the sky. He looked and looked until he found Delphinium, that was her favorite constellation. She had told him numerous times about the times where she looked at the stars with her mom growing up. He had always loved to hear this and hoped that she could, one day, look at the stars with Christine. Kind of like a family tradition to pass on, just like the ring her father had given her. Delphinium seemed brighter than usual, but maybe it was because of the unshed tears in his eyes. He kept on looking, sending a silent prayer to God and the universe that they were both all right, then he laid down and tried to get some sleep. Miles away, brilliant blue eyes were also looking at the sky searching for comfort. Temperance Brennan was standing on the porch of a modest looking house in the suburban area of Charlotte, North Carolina. The sky was dark and the stars could be seen clearly. She looked for Delphinium and, when she found it, she let go of a breath she didn't know she was holding. Stars were usually able to calm her. Growing up she had always looked at the sky, hoping to find guidance. She had inherited the love for stars from her mother and she missed the long nights spent together, just staring at the sky, laying down in the garden of their Ohio home. When she found out that her mom had passed away, she always felt like her mom was watching her from above, guiding her in life.

"You would have done the same thing…" she whispered looking at the constellation "But it doesn't make this any easier…"

"Are you talking by yourself?" asked a quiet voice behind her.

She turned around and saw her father "I was talking to mom" she said after a while "I guess Booth has been influencing me far more than I thought…" she mused.

"You did the right thing, you know that?" he murmured.

"Deep down I know that, but it still hurts dad…"

"I know it does…"

"What if they cannot prove my innocence fast enough?" she asked after a while.

"Don't say that… your team is made up of geniuses, you said that and Booth is a great cop with good instincts and lots of friends in the FBI… they'll prove your innocence soon enough!"

"But Pelant is also a genius…" she reminded him.

"That might be true, but he's also a sociopath honey… don't you forget that!"

She nodded and stared at the sky some more "I don't want Christine to grow up without a father…" she confessed quietly after a while "I don't want her to suffer like I did growing up..."

"And she won't! You know this is just a temporary solution honey, right?"

"Yeah, I know that… but what if he gets to Booth, you don't know what he's capable of doing to his victims" she whispered.

"Do not say this, understand me? Booth is going to be just fine and you'll see him soon!

"You don't know that, dad…"

"Yes I do… you really don't think I would have organized for you run away and not protect Booth while we were on the run, right?"

"What?"

"I've talked to some buddies of mine and they'll be keeping an eye on Booth and the house when we're here" he answered like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Brennan just stared at him for a while, then she hugged him fiercely "Thank you so much" she whispered.

"Of course honey… I love Booth like if he was my own son and I have no intention of losing him or letting my granddaughter growing up without a dad!"

She just hugged him, letting her tears fall, not bothering to hold them anymore, Booth was safe, she would be back in his arms soon enough and Pelant would pay for what he had done.

"Let's get inside honey and try to get some sleep… all right?"

She nodded and followed him in the small kitchen "Do you think Angela got the package yet?" she asked.

"I don't know honey… I guess we'll know when she does, right?"

"That's right…" she answered "It's just that you gave it to that friend of yours three days ago and I was kind of hoping she would have gotten it by now…"

"I'm pretty sure she'll get it tomorrow, now let's go to bed honey…"

He closed the door, then followed his daughter as she checked on baby Christine sleeping in a portable crib.

"She still asleep?" he asked, she nodded and went in the bathroom to brush her teeth, then she retrieved Booth's Flyers t-shirt from the duffle bag she had brought along. She had been sleeping with that shirt on ever since she left, it made her feel closer to Booth somehow, even though it was not as good as the real thing of course.

The two said goodnight to each other, then Brennan went into the room where Chris was sleeping and her father went into the one on the opposite side of the hall.

The following morning began very early for Angela Montenegro. Her eleven month old boy had woken up at the crack of down, but she didn't want her husband to get up just yet, since he had gone to sleep very late the night before. When she heard the baby blabbing to himself on the monitor she quickly woke up and went into his room to get him. She turned off the monitor and brought him to the changing table.

"Good morning baby! Did you sleep okay?" the boy just smiled widely, showing her the four teeth he had.

"I'll take that as a yes!" she went on as she changed him.

When he was cleaned and changed, mother and child went downstairs and started the day. She placed Michael in his high chair with a biscuit to suck on and started the coffee maker, then she took the blender to prepare a fruit smoothie for Michael to drink for breakfast.

Half an hour later Hodgins arrived in the kitchen and found his wife eating breakfast with their son, and he once again asked himself what he had done to deserve to have the both of them in his life.

"Good morning guys!" he said cheerfully, getting closer to Michael to give him a kiss on the head. The baby blabbed at his dad, his mouth full of smoothie. Then Hodgins went to get a mug of coffee and kissed his wife on the cheek.

"Did you get some sleep?" she asked munching on her muffin.

"Yeah. I was exhausted… and you?"

"Yeah, I did get a few hours of sleep" she answered smiling tiredly "Do you think they're okay?"

"I'm sure they are… Max is with them, he was a fugitive for fifteen years, he knows what to do!"

"Yeah, that's right… but still, I cannot help but worry you know?"

He nodded "Everything will be okay… it might take a while Angie, but we'll fix everything!"

She nodded and got up "I'll get the paper" she told him going towards the door.

He turned around to look at his son, occupied with the banana, apple, milk and oatmeal smoothie in his bottle "Do you like that buddy?" he asked as the baby drank.

He smiled at him amazed at the little guy, his heart clenching at the thought of not being able to see him everyday. He had no idea about how Booth was holding on.

Angela opened the door and picked up the paper, noticing a small box next to it. She picked both items up and went back into the kitchen, handing the paper absentmindedly to her husband and placing the box on the kitchen counter. She looked at the name of the sender and gasped. Joy Keenan. She opened the box hurriedly without even telling her husband about it. Inside the box were two envelopes, one addressed to Booth, the other to Angela herself. Below the two envelopes were two disposable phones and picture of what looked like Christine's baptism.

"Angie what are you doing?" asked Hodgins after a while. She turned around and showed him the box.

"What is it?"

"It's from Bren…" she answered showing him the two envelopes and phones, along with the picture.

"Have you read it?"

She shook her head putting everything but her letter down on the table, then she opened the envelope.

Dear Ange,

I'm sorry that I had to do this and I wasn't able to talk to you before I fled. I'm also sorry to be using you to get to Booth, but you probably understand that writing you is the safest way for us… Don't worry for us! Christine and I are going to be okay, I'm sure of this, my dad is with us and he'll protect us. I'm not sure Booth will understand my decision, but maybe he will after reading the enclosed letter. I could not go to prison for something I didn't do, I couldn't do that to Christine, I know you believe me and I'm sure you'll do anything to prove this, but in the meantime I have to stay on the run. I hope everything is fine with you, Hodgins and Michael. I've put a picture of Christine's baptism in the box, I'm sure you would have preferred to be there, but we'll have a party to celebrate that once we're back… in the meantime you can keep that picture since I've also put some snapshots of the day in Booth's envelope. Please be careful Ange. And tell the same thing to Hodgins, Cam and Mr. Bray and to Caroline and Sweets as well. I don't want anything to happen to you guys because of me. In the enclosed disposable phones I've put the number on to which you guys can contact me. The phone will be turned on everyday between 6 and 7 p.m. so I hope to hear from you soon.

Give a big hug to my godson… I hope to see you soon!

Love,

Brennan

When she was done reading, Angela had tears in her eyes, she put the letter down and went to hug her husband.

"At least we know they're all right" she whispered then.

"Yeah" he answered.

"And tonight I'll call her for sure" she added.

"Sounds good" he said hugging her back.

The two of them finished eating in peaceful silence, then got ready for work.

An hour later they were at the Jeffersonian. Michael was in daycare, Hodgins was working with the bug and smile guys from the FBI and Angela was in her office, trying to determine how Pelant had erased himself out of the recording from Brennan and Booth's monitor camera. The guy was sure smart, but Angela knew she could prove that video was tampered with. That's how Booth found her, busy with the Angelator decomposing the video, pixel by pixel and trying to determine where the alteration had occurred.

"Can I come in?" he asked.

She turned around and smiled "Sure! How is it going?"

"Oh, you know…" he trailed off looking down to his shoes.

"Well, I have some good news for you!" she answered brightly, she went to retrieve the envelope and the phone from her purse and gave them to him.

"These were in a box left on my porch this morning" she said.

He looked at her surprised "They're from Bren!" she added although it wasn't necessary.

"How did she…?"

"I don't know… I guess her dad had something to do with it…" she answered.

"Oh… that makes sense… thanks Angela, I'll go read it in her office!" he gave her a small hug and left.

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