A/N: My computer crashed!!!
I'll try to update as often as possible.
PS: I still don't own Bones.
Booth immediately noticed that he'd interrupted something.
I wonder what happened here. Angela and Bones both look so upset.
Before he could ask what was going on, Bones said goodbye to Angela, grabbed her bag, walked over to Booth and handed him her bag.
"Are you ready, Bones?"
She knew he was going to say it but the shivering it triggered still took her by surprise. Without saying a word, for which Bones was really grateful, he steadied her by wrapping an arm around her waist.
"Come on, you guys. You really should get going."
Angela gave Brennan a last hug and whispered: "Don't wait too long, Sweetie!"
Brennan nodded and returned the hug.
When Booth and Brennan left the hospital, Brennan suddenly stopped, without a warning.
"Are you okay?"
Booth placed his hand on the small of her back.
"Bones?"
She shivered and pushed him away. She pointed at the car she was staring at and said, with a shaky voice that he'd never heard before:
"Look."
At first, Booth didn't realize what was special about that particular car. And then it hit him.
The car looks exactly like te one where I found her.
Where he raped her.
I'm going to kill the bastard who did this to her. I can't believe I wasn't able to stop this!!!
But I will catch this bastard. Even if it kills me!!!
Booth took a deep breath to calm down. He couldn't help her if he was that angry himself.
He walked over to her, put his hands on her shoulders and whispered:
"Don't worry. It's not the same car."
He felt her relax under his hands.
To his surprise she turned around and hugged him.
"Thanks, Booth."
The hug made booth of them feel better.
But they didn't have a reason to feel better, because it was the same car.
The man who was sitting in the driverseat however wasn't the man who had raped her. That privilege had been reserved for Number One, the highest in rank. He was number Three, the lowest in rank.
It isn't fair, just because i joined the group last, I always get the crappy jobs. I have been in this car since the night she was raped.
The moment he saw Booth and Brennan get in the car he picked up his cell phone and called Number One.
"Number One, who is this?"
"It's Number Three. They just got in the car."
"Okay, Number Three. Your job has been fulfilled, you can return to base."
"Actually, with all due respect, sir. I consider my revenge to be complete. Booth has been hurt enough."
"Okay, that's your choice, Number Three. But you still have to come by to return the car."
"I'll be there in five minutes."
He started the car and left the parking lot.
They all had different reasons for revenge.
His reason was simpel. Years ago he had been arrested by Booth. He had resisted arrest and Booth had shot him. He'd spent 9 weeks in the hospital and 9 years in prison.
He could understand Number Two's reasons. His brother had been shot by a sniper during a war. It had taken him a long time to figure out who this sniper was but after 17 years, Number Two had figured it out. His brother had been killed by sniper Seeley Booth. Number Two considered Booth to be a coward. He wanted to take a person that he loved away from Booth, because Booth had done the same to him.
He didn't quite understands Number One's reasons to want revenge. He had never questions his motives. After all. He was lowest in rank. He only knew that Number One hated Brennan for being happy and he hated Booth for making her happy.
He stopped the car. He had arrived at his destination. An abandoned warehouse.
He got out of the car and entered the warehouse.
He would never leave it.
The moment he walked in the door, he was shot death.
"Good job, Number Two. Let's see if this rings a bell. Drop the body somewhere, where it will be found soon."
Number Two nodded.
Booth pulled up his car in front of Brennan's apartment.
Something is wrong. She hasn't moved or spoken to me once during the ride home."
He turned to face her and put a hand on her leg, expecting her to push it away. He was relieved when she didn't.
"Are you okay?"
He gently squeezed her knee.
"Bones?"
This time she did react, but it was not the reaction he was hoping for. She pushed his hand of off her, pulled her legs to her chest and wrapped her arms protectively around her. She shivered.
She must be cold.
He took of his jacket and handed it to her. She accepted it and put it on.
He got out of the car, grabbed her bag from the backseat and walked around the car to open the door for her and help her out.
She got out of the car, when another car arrived.
She froze.
"Booth."
He looked at the car that had just stopped.
He pulled her into an assuring embrace and said.
"You're safe. It's not the same car, Bones."
She shivered again.
Thinking it was a sure sign that she was cold he wrapped his arms around her and said:
"Let's get you inside. BEFORE you turn into a popsicle."
When they were inside, Number Two got out of the car and dumped the body in a dumpster. He dropped a piece of paper on top of Number Three's body.
"Let the games, begin!"