Brennan awoke in darkness again and the first thing she noticed was that her hands and feet were no longer bound. The next was a feeling of claustrophobia creeping over her. She moved her unbroken hand up above her and felt rough wood. It was the same story above her head and beneath her feet as well as under her.
"Oh God, no, no. NO!" She began to pound on the lid of the coffin with both hands cutting them up on the roughness. A mixture of fever and fear fueling her to irrationally scream to someone she knew was not there. "Help! Let me OUT!" And then impossibly she heard scraping and voice from beyond the box. Then the lid began to be pulled away and there was Booth pulling away the lid with a crowbar and when enough was away he knelt down and pulled his Bones into a crushing hug, which she returned with as much
"Thank God he didn't kill you." He said when he finally let her go and she smiled at him.
Five hours later Edmund Taffet was found in a gas station in New York and put in jail to await trial for kidnapping and harming a FBI consultant. Brennan spent 3 days in the hospital before being discharged almost fully healed
Hey sorry it took me so long to update. My laptop almost caught on fire and I had to get a new charger and I have band camp so I've been busy. Also this was kinda a set up story for another story I want to write but to write I need to know should it be a crossover for The Robert Langdon series of the BBC show Sherlock. Tell me which you like better in the comments. Please! Also feed back would be nice!