Booth was driving much to fast, but he couldn't help himself.
I can't be sure she's okay until she's in MY arms.
He pulled up at Angela's apartment 5 minutes later, which must have been some kind of record.
But Booth didn't care. The only thing he cared about was getting to her and comfort her.
Oh NO! Why is the door of Angela's apartment open???
He reached for his gun and realized that he had left it at her apartment.
What am I supposed to do now?
I should go back and get my gun in case something is wrong.
But... What if someone is here? I can't leave them if something is wrong.
If something is wrong I can't help anyone without my gun.
He turned around, to walk back to the car.
When he heard her scream he stopped and went inside.
Damn the consequences!!!
I am not leaving her alone.
Not again.
"Scream for me..." He wispered in her ear while holding his knife to her throat.
She did.
She felt so scared.
God, Booth, please hurry!!!
And he did, because he ran into the room and froze.
"Not one more step, Special Agent Seeley Booth."
Booth immediately stopped.
Please, God. Keep her safe. Don't let him hurt her.
"What do you want?"
Number Two grinned and said:
"Didn't we make that obvious last time?"
Number Two slipped his hand in her shirt.
Booth saw her close her eyes and she bit on her lowerlip.
I'm going to kill that bastard for doing this to her.
Brennan fought hard to keep her tears from falling down.
This is no time to lose it!
Booth is here. He will get me out.
He always does.
I trust him.
He saw her struggle.
Please, Tempe.
Stay strong.
For me.
He turned to Number Two and said:
"You made yourself perfectly clear. But that doesn't explain why you're back."
He bent over and licked her neck.
Number One is not the only one who is entitled to a little bit of fun.
I'm here to claim my master his property.
He pulled her shirt of and pointed at her abdomen.
"Remember?"
Booths thoughts were racing.
How am I going to get us out of here?
Where is Angela?
He looked at Brennan.
When is he going to remove that goddamn knife?
Okay Seeley. Calm down.
You're no good to any one if you lose it know.
Number Two tossed a pair of handcuffs his way.
"I trust you know how to put those on. OH and BEHIND your back."
"Booth don't!!!"
Brennans voice sounded weak, defeated and scared.
He pushed the knife on her throat.
"Don't push it, Special Agent Seeley Booth."
His voice sounded cold and detached.
I'm sorry Tempe. I don't have a choice.
He picked the handcuffs up and put them on.