Hi everybody again,

Here is the 15th chapter of my story. I hope you like it. This chapter has some explicit violence, you're warned!

Disclaimer: as always, Bones is not mine…

TRAP

Before Brennan left Angela's office Perotta entered.

"Hello, Ms Montenegro. Dr. Brennan."

"Hello agent Perotta." Angela said.

"I thought you were with Booth finishing everything for later." Said Brennan.

"He's talking to Cullen right now, and I have to explain what you must do from here, Dr. Brennan."

"I thought I was just going to drive home and wait there."

"Well, it's not that simple. I've been thinking about the show you were going to perform with Booth, but since he's on his way to your apartment we must think in someone else to do it." Perotta said.

"Maybe Angela could help with that." Brennan said, looking to Angela.

"Me? I disagree with that crazy plan and you want me to help you to carry on with it?" She said with incredulity. Brennan just kept staring at her friend, while Perotta waited patiently for both women to decide. "Oh, my God… ok, I'll do it. But you better have a really good plan and leave no loose ends."

"We have everything already planned, don't worry." Perotta answered.

The three women fixed the simulation part and ten minutes later Perotta received a called from the Headquarters telling her that Booth had arrived and was at Brennan's apartment. Everything seemed to be going right. So the show began.

Brennan went out the main entrance of the Jeffersonian and sat on the first step of the stairs. She just kept looking in front with concealment, trying to stay calm. Five minutes later Angela joined her.

"Bren, you shouldn't be here all alone. It's dangerous!"

"Ange, I'm tired of being shut in the lab, I need some fresh air." Brennan said. This was true, among all this fake.

"Can we talk inside, please?"

"No, in fact I think I'm gonna go home now. I'm tired of being shut here, with Booth hanging around me all the time and making me go crazy!" She tried to sound as convincingly as possible.

"What? Are you crazy? With that killer just out there?"

"Ange, I need some space, and I must go on with my life. If I let every criminal to shut me I couldn't be what I am! So yes, I'm going home right now. Tell Booth when he wakes up. He's in my couch." She said standing up and going inside the building again. She had to go to the employees' parking lot to get her car.

"Bren, please, don't go." Angela begged, but Brennan didn't turn around her head. Just headed to her car. She knew Perotta has posted incognito agents in the parking, but she couldn't help to feel uneasy. She reached her car and sat on the driver seat. She drove to her apartment in calm, knowing that another incognito FBI car was following her. She arrived to her building and parked her car in her usual space. Again, she knew there should be agents watching her, but she felt nervous again. She closed the car door and walked toward the lift. She pressed the button and waited patiently. The lift arrived to the parking floor and opened the doors. She entered and pressed her floor button. The doors closed slowly. She was growing nervous every second. But the lift stopped just one floor later, on the first parking level. She put her hand inside her purse and grabbed her gun, ready to fire if it was necessary. The lift doors opened and what she saw left her breathless and completely terrified.

"Hello, Dr. Brennan. I'm very glad to see you again." Michael Corball was in front of her, but he had Parker Booth shielding him. He was in a FBI uniform and had a gun aimed directly to Parker's head. He had an earphone in his left ear, and a bag hung crossing his chest. "I've taken the liberty of pick up Parker from the school."

"Parker…" It was just a desperation whisper. The kid was blindfolded with a scarf and handcuffed. His mouth was also blocked with duct tape. He was visibly shaking with fear.

"If you don't mind, Dr. Brennan, take your hand out of your purse and throw it behind me, please." Michael said. He grimaced and took the earphone from his ear.

"Let him go, Michael. It's me who you want, so here I am."

"Yes, I know that, but I don't want you to shoot at me with the gun you have in your purse, so throw it now." He replied pressing the gun against Parker's temple. Brennan had no choice, and did as he told her.

"Let him go, please!" She begged. This was too much worse than she had thought possible to occur, and she couldn't let anything bad happening to Parker.

"Oh, don't worry, Dr. Brennan. He is free to go now, if you come with me." Michael showed her another pair of handcuffs. "On the front, please, you'll need your arms." He handed the cuffs to her, but before close them on his wrists she knelt in front of the little child. Michael released Parker, but didn't stop aiming the gun against him. Brennan took his hands and made him took a step forward, to her. She pulled up the blindfold and removed the duct tape from his mouth. Big fear tears fell from Parker's eyes, but Brennan need to stay in calm at least in front of him to not scare him even more.

"Parker, don't worry. Nothing is gonna happen to you, ok?"

"Dr. Bones!" The kid said embracing her and making her eyes cloud with desperation.

"Parker, listen to me carefully, ok?" She said, taking him by the shoulders to look directly at his eyes. "I have to go with this man now, but your father is at my place. I want you to go to the fourth floor and then call your father very loud. He'll hear you, have you understood me?"

"Yes, Dr. Bones." He said sobbing.

"Ok, Parker. You're a very brave kid. I love you, and tell your father I love him too." She was crying too now.

"The kid doesn't go away until you close your handcuffs." She stood up and did as Michael said. Then she let Michael Corball, who was really enjoying the show, take her by the elbow. Parker pressed the button with the number 4 in it and the lift doors closed.

"How can you love such a rude man? I can't understand that. But, you know, it doesn't matter." Michael said. He was grabbing her firmly and guided her to a maintenance room. Then he opened another door that leaded to the electricity meters. There was a manhole cover there, an easy access to the sewers. He pushed her through it and went downstairs. The descent was a little difficult because of the handcuffs, but she reached the bottom and stayed still until Michael closed the cover and reached the bottom too. They were now in a total darkness. She hadn't any chance to escape running right now, because she couldn't see beyond her nose. Michael grabbed her by the elbow again and forced her to walk. She couldn't see anything, her walking was very difficult and was trying desperately to some reference with her hands. She suspected that Michael had some sort of night vision device. Even if she had wanted to try something it would be completely impossible in the darkness. This made her feel totally vulnerable, and she needed all her willpower to not let her brain collapse in that moment. She'll need to stay as clear as possible, if she wanted to have a chance to escape from him.

"You have no idea how many time I've been dreaming with this day. The day I'll be able to lay my hands on you. I can't wait to arrive there. You're a very beautiful woman in the darkness, Temperance. May I call you Temperance?" She didn't say a thing. "I'm sure there's no problem." She tripped and fell to the ground. She felt water under her and guessed that there was a little water stream running to the same direction they were walking. She thought that maybe she could leave marks with the water that Booth could follow, in case he guessed the way they had gone. "Be careful, Temperance, I don't want you to hurt yourself." He said, making her tremble at the real meaning of that statement. He grabbed her elbow again and made her stand up. He didn't release her and guided her through the sewers without hesitation. Her thoughts flied to Booth, who would be absolutely frantic. His son had been involved in this mess, and she was in Corball's hands. She didn't understand how he could abduct Parker and know when she was going to appear at her apartment.

"How did you know I was going to come to my apartment?" She asked, trying to sound as cold as she could.

"Oh, that was easy. Haven't you already guessed it?" He replied with irony. "Maybe you aren't so intelligent, after all."

"I'm far more intelligent than you, but you couldn't know anything about this plan unless…" In that moment everything fit in her head, but didn't finish the sentence. She heard him chuckle and knew that he was really enjoying all this. She wasn't good reading people, but she didn't need to see his face to know that. She thought that she wasn't going to give him the pleasure of listening to her voice again, no matter what. He seemed to concentrate on the way he was guiding her through the sewers and didn't say a thing for a while.

******

Booth had arrived to Brennan's apartment through the main entrance, dressed as a delivery man. Fifteen minutes later his cell buzzed. It was Angela.

"Angela, this is not a good moment." He spat.

"Booth, listen carefully to me. Corball knows everything about this plan, he has been watching and listening to everything we've done here."

"What are you saying?" He said with fear in his voice.

"Do you remember the webcam? Well, it's not a common webcam. It's a wireless camera with a microphone incorporated. It doesn't need a computer to record because it has a 3G internet connection, like the cell phones, and it was running all the time. We have discussed about the entire plan in my office, in front on the camera, Booth. He knows EVERYTHING, and Brennan is on her way to her apartment."

"Oh, God…"

"I'm sorry for not being able to find out this before. I couldn't get it installed in my computer and now I understand why. It's just blocked because it's transmitting everything that happens in my office! I'm calling you from Cam's. I'm gonna try to scan the frequency it's using and maybe I'll be able to give you a location. I'll send it to your phone as soon as I get something."

"Ange, wait a second, please…" He said. He had heard a cry outside, it seemed to be a child calling his father. "Angela, I'll call you later." He said, hanging up the phone. The child cried again, louder this time. A cold shiver ran through his spine. With the gun in his hand he opened the door and saw what his gut was telling him but he refused to believe.

"Oh, God… Parker!!" He yelled, running fast to his kid and kneeling in front of him.

"Daddy!!" Parker said sobbing against his father shirt.

"Parker, what has happened? How did you…" The question died in his mouth as his son started to speak. Sobbing, he explained everything to his father.

"I was at the zoo with the school and I went to the bathroom and a man caught me as a sack. He told me that if I cried he'd make you and mum a lot of pain, so I kept quiet all the time." He said sobbing uncontrollably. Booth's heart missed a beat and hugged him, and few seconds later Parker went on. "He grabbed my hand very strong and put me in his car. Then he put me this," he said raising his hands showing the cuffs "blocked my mouth with tape and covered my eyes." Booth took his hands and opened the handcuffs while Parker spoke. "I don't know how much time I was in the car, but then he grabbed me again and put me out. He guided me but I didn't know where I was. He pushed me all the way and then we stopped and waited. After a while he spoke again to Dr. Bones."

"Wait, what? W-where is she?" Booth asked impatiently.

"I don't know. She was in the lift. He said hi to her. She asked him to let me go, but he said no. She removed the blindfold and the tape so I could see and speak again. I was scared, daddy!" He said crying. Booth just hugged him again trying to comfort him. "She told me that nothing was going to happen to me and that she had to go with him. She told me to come to this floor in the lift and call you very loud, that you would hear me."

"Oh, my God… " Booth said. He couldn't help the powerlessness invade him and the tears threatened to fall from his eyes.

"She said she loves me, and she asked me to tell you that she loves you too." Booth dried his eyes before look at his son.

"Don't worry, you hear me? Bones was right, nothing is gonna happen to you." He said, standing up. Another agent was looking from the next door. "Buddy, I know you're scared, but this agent is gonna call your mum and she'll come here to take you home, ok?" He said opening the cuffs from his son hands and freeing him.

"Is Dr. Bones going to be ok? That man is bad. He handcuffed her too."

"I don't know buddy, but I have to go find her right now, you understand?" Booth asked his son.

"Yes, I understand."He said, drying his face with his sweater.

"I love you, Parker. Now go with agent Showne and do everything he says you to do, ok?"

"I love you too." Parker answered and the agent took him out there. The operation had been a total failure, but he must think very quickly if he wanted to have a chance to catch him before he escaped with Bones. Two more agents arrived where he was in seconds.

"Make yourself sure agent Perotta knows everything that has happened here. You can tell her that she better put all the squints and herself to work to find some clue that could lead us to Corball's lair." He said trying to keep focused. But the situation was too much for him and punched the wall with all his strength, making a hole in it, and cutting his own knuckles in the process.

"Agent Booth, you may keep calmed." The other agent said, concerned.

"I know, I know." Booth just replied. He caught the talkie and gave instructions.

"This is special agent Booth. Michael Corball has abducted Dr. Brennan somewhere inside the building. I want all the shooters look carefully for any sign from them. They could be anywhere." But in that exact moment he thought about something.

"Agent Marquez, there's some way in the building that has a direct access to the sewers?"

"I don't know, but maybe the super knows that."

"Yeah, let's go and ask him."

They asked the super and he told them that he knew the exact place they were looking for. He guided them to the same maintenance room that leaded to the electricity meters. They found the same cover that Corball had used minutes before to escape with Brennan.

"Definitely they have escaped this way. Look at the floor. Here are a lot of footprints in the dust." Booth said, opening the cover and taking a quickly look in it, but he didn't see nor heard a thing. In that moment the talkie talked again.

"Here agent Perotta, Booth, could you hear me?"

"Here Booth. Yes, I'm listening."

"Booth, what are you doing?" She asked, obviously annoyed.

"I'm trying to fix the fucking mess has become your crazy plan! I'm going to chase Corball through the sewers, at least I'm gonna try to find him before he kills Bones!"

"No, you're not! You're not in condition to do it, Booth!" She said.

"Perotta, I don't care what you think. You haven't been able to bring her safe from the Jeffersonian, and now she is in Corball's hands, exactly what I was afraid could happen. So do me a favor and do something useful, like help Angela to find where the webcam is transmitting. Over and out!" Booth said, as calmed as he could, but not enough, of course. He called Angela before going into the sewers.

"Hi Booth, is everything ok?" She asked, surprised for his call.

"No, Ange. I have no time to explain right now, but I need a favor, and I need it right now."

"Of course!"

"Do you remember the case two teens found a treasure in the sewers, years ago?"

"Yes, I remember."

"I need the map you made of the sewers, but I need it right now. Could you place a mark on it on Bones building and send it to my cell?"

"Yes, I'm looking for it. What's going on, Booth? Is Brennan ok? You're scaring me!" She said tapping frenetically on her keyboard.

"Ange, please, the map." Booth insisted. He didn't want to give her the details, but Angela knew that somehow Corball has got Brennan.

"Ok, ok, give me a moment…" twenty seconds later "… ok, I've sent it to you. It's big, so maybe it'll take some minutes to arrive to you."

"Thank you Angela!" Booth said.

"Booth! Find her, ok?" She said.

"I'll do, don't worry. Bye Ange." He said and closed the cell. He checked his inbox and opened the map. He and Marquez went into the sewers and turned on their flashlight and aimed their guns. They took a quick look around looking for something that could tell them the way Corball has leaded.

"Here, this way." Booth said pointing with his flashlight some point on the floor. "There is a big mark here, as if someone had fallen to the ground, and a lot of footprints are going this way." He checked the map Angela has sent to him and started walking to the west. They were following the footprints Brennan had been leaving on her way. In their pursuit Booth had time to think about what has happened. How was Corball able to catch his son so easily? He must have been observing them, studying his habits even with Parker. He knew very well that Brennan wouldn't fight him with Parker being in the middle. She has gone with him to save Parker's life. He was feeling a remix of gratitude and fear, because he was losing her. He knew Corball had made her choose between his son life and her own, and she hadn't doubted for a second. His son was safe by now, he'd have time to fix the trauma caused by the shock of being kidnapped with Sweets's help when he got Bones in a safe place.

******

Corball stopped below what seemed an exit and aimed the gun to her head again.

"Stop here." She did. After a few seconds a light came from above her head, because Corball had opened a cover.

"Come up here honey, and don't forget I'm aiming at you." He said. She didn't say a thing and climbed the steps carefully to not slip and fall. When she reached the top she found herself in a little room, with nothing more than a steel door. Corball made her put the manhole cover in its place and then opened the steel door. She couldn't help the tears fall freely from her eyes at the sight of the room he has for her. She remembered instantly the declaration Sweets had read at the lab. This seemed an exact replica of the place where Anthony Corball killed his wife. There was an old rickety bed in the middle with belts in the headboard and in its foot. It also has cuffs with iron spikes on the inner side, totally rusted. She guessed that was she same one where his mother died, and that thought threatened to make her vomit. Hanging on the walls and the ceiling there were lots and lots of torture items, as well as knifes, shackles and more belts. Corball pushed her through the room to the left side, where there was a pair of shackles on the ground hooked to a chain that was hanging on the ceiling with a pulley system. He pushed her violently and she fell to the floor on her knees.

"Close the shackles around your ankles." He said, aiming at her head. She remained in complete silence and without moving a muscle. If he wanted her ankles in there he'd have do it himself. "Temperance, I don't like to repeat myself." He said calmly. But she didn't move. "As you want." He said, and hit her on the face with the back of his left hand. She fell unconscious on the ground.

When she woke, for a moment she didn't know where she was, but found herself hanging from her ankles upside down from the ceiling. She remembered everything in that instant. She could see a little puddle of blood on the floor, just under she was hanging. She checked her face with her still handcuffed hands and found a wound on her left eyebrow. She tried to reach the chain from which she was hanging, but couldn't, and the movements made the metal shackles cause her an intense pain on her ankles, because the metal bit her flesh. She couldn't help to start sobbing desperately.

Corball was sat looking at her on her back, so she couldn't see him. He had been waiting patiently for her to wake, and now he could start with her.

"Hello again, Temperance." He said, grinning. A cold shiver ran through her spine. "I'd like to make you feel more comfortable, but you know, you have behaved badly to me, so I've thought that it'd be better for me to start enjoying you." He said turning around her so she could see him. He had a pair of scissors on his left hand. He left them on a table and ducked in front of her face. She tried to hit him with her handcuffed hands, but he was faster than she thought and he dodged before she could touch him. Then he caught a leather belt, grabbed her hands and adjusted it to the chain from which she was hanging and to the handcuffs. This way she couldn't move her arms. Grabbing the scissors from the table, he ducked again in front of her face and pressed them against her neck. "You are a brilliant woman, Temperance. I admire you and your work. I'm sure you remember me." He said, sliding the scissors all over her neck. He saw the terror on her face and that pleased him. "I remember your lessons. I loved your way to explain the concepts, always so clinical and empirical. I know you tried to help me, and I've been grateful for that since then. Because of that I'm not gonna kill you. At least not right now." He stood up slowly and went on with his speech. "You know what? I was in love with Claire, but she treated me as if I was some sort of maniac. She was beautiful and very intelligent. Of course not as much as you are. I suspect your intelligence is very difficult to beat. She told me once that she loved me, you know? But she lied. She was feeling sorry for me and thought that it was a better idea to lie to me than to tell me the truth." He was walking all around the room while talking. "But oh, yes, she knew that what she was doing wasn't the right thing. She cheated on me. She was sleeping with other men. Not one, and not two. Three, she was sleeping with three men at the same time. But oddly not with me. I couldn't understand why. I always tried to be nice to her, and what did she do? She betrayed me. She was a bitch, a fucking bitch. She accused me of raping her, and you know? I did it. Yes, I did it. She deserved it. She deserved everything I did to her, though it was nothing compared to what I did to Karen and Caroline. I know, I know, I know what you think about what I did to them, but… they were so beautiful screaming for me, and their blood was so bright and red... I was so angry with you that I just couldn't help it. Although I must admit that I enjoyed every second I was with them, but I'd have preferred that it had been you." He stopped talking for a second and knelt again at her face. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna kill you. After everything I've had to do to have you, you can be sure that I want to enjoy you for as much time as I can. Of course, I know this could be a little uncomfortable for you, and I'm sorry for that."

Brennan didn't make a sound during his speech. She knew he wanted her to respond in some way, but she was a strong woman and didn't want to give him that satisfaction. So she remained still and in silence.

"Haven't you got anything to say? You know, you're not too much cooperative here. You leave me no other choice than to punish you." He caught a scarf like he had used in Parker and blindfolded her. This simple fact was absolutely terrifying, because as almost the whole human race, she depended on her eyes too much. "Let's see what we have here." He said, grabbing the scissors again. She could feel the cold metal touching her leg, and knew that he was cutting her clothes. Still, she didn't move nor made any sound. He cut all her clothes until she was totally naked. Then surprisingly, he left her alone in the room, hanging upside down like a shark, totally naked and blindfolded. Desperation filled her like a wave, and couldn't help to start sobbing uncontrollably again. She begged silently, almost like a prayer, for Booth to find her soon.

After a few minutes she heard footsteps and knew he was coming again. She was cold, but she was absolutely determined not to react in any way.

She sensed him close to her. Then she felt something wrapping around her head. He didn't say a word this time, and Brennan didn't know what he was doing to her. The thing around her face seemed a towel, but it smelt of dust. Then a lot of very cold water hit her head, soaking completely the towel. For at least thirty seconds she couldn't breathe. She thought she was going to die, but remained stubbornly in silence. She just shook her head to remove the water as a dog when he stopped the water stream. She knew that was a torture technique used to not let the tortured person breath for a moment. But even knowing that she couldn't help to feel the terror invade her in the moments she couldn't take air. He did it again and again for a while, but he didn't get any response for her part.

He removed the towel from her head but left the blindfold, and threw it away. Then he went to the closest wall and grabbed a big knife. He had always loved the bright red color of the blood, and without hesitation made a deep wound on her left twin. She tried hard to not make a sound but a mute groan escaped from her mouth. She felt the blood slide for her naked leg. She couldn't fight him in that position and just remained as still as possible. Corball went on making wounds deliberately slow all over her legs. She tried to find some good memory to concentrate on and she thought about Booth. She tried desperately to fix his face on his mind.

Minutes later Corball seemed to get tired of playing with the knife, and left it on the table. She saw him catching a bucket and filling with cold water. When it was half full he put some chemical product in the water. She couldn't be sure, but she'd swear it was vinegar because of the smell. Then he just spilt the liquid all over her body and threw the bucket angrily away. The wounds he had made in her legs burned as hell. She couldn't help a little groan and a few tears slid from her eyes, but again, her determination let her remain in a stubborn silence. Then she heard him turn on some kind of machine and a few seconds later an intense electric shock ran through all her body. She tried. She didn't believe in God, but the Universe knew she tried with all her willpower not to cry, but she couldn't help it. She screamed absolutely desperate for Michael to stop, but he kept electrocuting her every five seconds. She thought she saw Booth behind Michael, and fell unconscious thinking about him.

To be continued...

First of all I want to apologize for not update before, but the muse abandoned me. I've needed some time to think how I was going to let Michael Corball get Bones in a "decent" way, and this is what has come out of my mind. Sorry for the macabre details, but I think it was necessary for the coherency and logic of the story.

I promise to update very soon, the next chapter is almost done. So, see you soon!!