Wow guys, I am so sorry I took so long. I got struck with writer's block so thanks to VallyDream for helping with that!

Chapter 5

About a week had passed since finding the piece of clothing and the most recent code. Angela had had a much easier time solving that one thankfully. She was in the groove now. Other than the newly solved code (which really didn't say much of anything), not much new had happened in the case. Everyone was frustrated. All they could really do was wait for him to strike again. It bothered Booth the most. He was antsy and frustrated. He'd even snap at them every now and then.

What Angela had enjoyed over the past week though was watching the interns. They were bonding quickly. They were an odd match really but they were becoming close. Ever since their group viewing of Class, they'd shoot references back and forth at each other. They did it to Jack too, which he thoroughly enjoyed. They said he was their real life Squire Burroughs IV. He got too much pleasure out of that, Angela thought but seeing it made her smile none the less. She liked watching people interact and she liked pushing people along when they needed it. She'd lost count of how many times she'd given Booth and Brennan a push, not that it ever really worked for her. Well, they were together now. That's what mattered.

Wendell walked into the Royal Diner with Finn, talking animatedly about Marvel movies. "What do you mean Arastoo hasn't seen them?" he thundered. "They're the best ever!"

"I know! Now, that's what I told him!"

"Well you know what we're watching at Fisher's tonight," Wendell said with a grin. He stopped moving when he spotted a familiar brunette sitting at the counter. His grin widened as he jogged to Sarah Beth, wrapping his arms around her from behind. She jumped and turned her head to look at him, her face relaxing when she realized who he was.

"Wendell Bray, you scared the crap out of me," she scolded.

He laughed. "Sorry babe." He kissed her cheek then looked back at Finn. "Finn, this is my girlfriend, Sarah Beth. Sarah, this is Finn, a friend of work."

"Which one?" She grinned as she shook Finn's hand. "I'm kidding," she told him as he opened his mouth to reply. "I know who you are. Wendell told me about all of you."

Finn chuckled. "Well it's mighty nice to meet you ma'am."

"Did you lot decide on a movie tonight?" Sarah asked as she took a sip of her coffee.

"A Marvel movie," Wendell said with a grin. "Arastoo hasn't seen everyone."

"Everyone's seen them!"

"Apparently not!"

"Which one are you starting with?"

Finn grinned. "Iron Man's my guess. It's Fisher's favorite."

She chuckled. "I could have guessed. How's work today?"

"Slow," both of them replied. Finn moved to order a sandwich as Wendell slipped onto the seat beside her.

"What about your work?" Wendell asked.

"Oh, you know. I'm writing an interesting story so it's been a busy day. You know how I get sometimes. I had to be dragged away before I took my lunch break."

It was true. Sarah was a workaholic when she got excited about work. She worked as a journalist and was going for her Master's in Journalism. She had quite a bit of talent; Wendell was proud to say she was his.

"Well, I'm glad you did. You work yourself to death. So what do you say to dinner tomorrow night?"

"I say that sounds great." She looked at her watch. "I gotta go. But I'll talk to you later. Have fun with Iron Man." She gave him a quick kiss before leaving the diner.

Finn grinned at him. "She's gorgeous, man."

Wendell grinned. "Isn't she?"

"She works at the paper right?"

"Yep."

"Think she'll cover this story?"

"She already has a little." Wendell shook his head. "I don't like the idea of her being involved."

Finn nodded. "Yeah, I know. I've never been happier that Michelle's at college."

Wendell sighed. "I can't wait till we finish this case," he murmured as he ordered a hamburger.

Clark walked into his apartment that night, stifling a yawn. "Nora?" he called sleepily.

She looked up from the couch. "Here," she said, getting up and switching off the TV. "Let's get to bed. How was the movie?"

"Good," he said, jaws stretching into a wide and loud yawn as he spoke. "It was Iron Man so it was awesome."

"How'd Arastoo like it?"

"Loved it." He pulled off his shirt then wiggled out of his jeans before flopping on the bed. Nora chuckled at him and shook her head.

"Baby, you've been working too hard," she stated, changing into her nightgown.

"Mmmm," he mumbled. "I barely made it through the movie."

She grinned and lay down beside him. He propped himself up on his elbow. "How was your day?" he asked.

"Good. Work was good, relatively uneventful. How's the case?"

He rolled his eyes and rolled onto his back. "The same. I'm getting really sick of not knowing what's going on. Cases usually don't take us this long…"

"You'll get there… Remember, this guy's good. He caused a lot of damage before." Her eyes flashed with worry. She had taken a lot of criminal psychology courses in college, which meant that she knew this case almost better than he did.

"We'll be alright," he assured her. "I promise. Even so, I'm barely ever on my own anymore."

"You must be going crazy," she teased.

Clark laughed. "Luckily, I'm better than I was when I started."

Nora shook her head. "Baby, I just can't even imagine you not being friendly and talkin' everyone's ear off. That just isn't like you."

He grinned. "You wouldn't have believed it."

She gave him a quick kiss. "I like you relaxed better anyway. And I'm glad you're making friends now." She rolled over and turned out the light. She was glad he was making friends. He seemed happier than he had when he didn't speak to anyone at work.

The next day, Seeley Booth walked into his girlfriend's office. "Have you found anything?" he asked.

"Not since you asked five minutes ago," she shot back sharply. It was as if he thought her incompetent! "Perhaps things would move faster if you would let us do our jobs, Booth." She met his gaze, looking at his defiantly.

He sighed. "I'm sorry, Bones," he said after a moment. "I just really want to catch this guy. I need to catch this guy. Before he kills anyone else."

"We'll catch him, Booth," she said reassuringly. She wished that she could say that it would be before he killed again but she couldn't. She didn't know that for sure. She couldn't know that for sure. The odds were against them. It had been a week and they had no leads. It was a matter of time before he struck him again.

"Yeah but when?" Booth replied. She had no answer.

Brrrrrrrring!

They looked at each other and Booth pulled out his phone. "It's an unknown number." He hit answer and held it to his ear. "Hello?"

"Yes," said a low voice through the phone, "Seeley Booth?"

"Yes. Who is this?"

"I'd like to report a dead body," the voice replied. Booth's heart dropped to his stomach before his brain even registered what he'd heard. "She's in the woods off Highway 98. You know the one?" Before Booth could reply, he continued, "She was stabbed multiple times and then her throat was slit." By this point, Booth was holding a small recorder to the phone. "I know because I did it. Better hurry Seeley Booth. I'm not feeling like slowing down. I may even target one of yours next. Your team has some lovely women." Click. Booth stopped the recorder and slowly hung up the phone.

"Booth?" Brennan asked, getting to her feet. "Booth, what happened?" He knew he had to look paler than a ghost, he sure felt it.

"He struck again," he said when he found his voice. "He struck again and he called me directly to tell me." He replayed the message, not even listening to it this time. Would he go after Bones? What if he did? If he did Booth would kill him. It was as simple as that. He wasn't going to touch her. No one was going to touch her. No one would hurt her. Not ever. He wouldn't allow it to happen. This guy crossed a line. And he better watch it.

And there it is! The Zodiac's getting personal now! I hope you guys enjoyed this! Please review! Thanks! :)