Disclaimer: Bones belongs to Kathy Reichs, Hart Hanson, and Fox.

A/N: As always before I begin here is a shout out to all the people that always have my back and you know who you are.

Chapter 35

For Whom the Bell Tolls

Part 7

If It Weren't For Bad Luck…

Tiers squealed and breaks screamed as two plus tons of steel worked to accommodate a rapid secession of complex evasive maneuvers gleaned from Quantico.

It was only after he had his SUV safely pointed in the opposite direction that Booth dared to glance in his rearview mirror.

Behind him, the truck that had initiated the entire incident was wrapped around a telephone pole, one vehicle was smashed into the guardrail, two cars had flipped over (one landing on its side, while the other had come to a rest on its roof), and the remaining three had crashed not only into each other, but slightly on top of the already flipped vehicles.

Booth couldn't help but to heave a sigh of relief for not being swept up into the melee as he reached for his phone.

"Thank you God," he whispered as he waited.

After relaying the pertinent information to the 911 dispatcher, Booth's second call was to Joe.

"Agent Bl…"

"There's been an accident Joe."

"How bad," Joe asked as he leaned forward in his seat?

Booth sighed.

"Real bad. It was a fucking pile-up. I need an alternative route Joe."

"You alright," Joe asked as his fingers flew over his keyboard.

"Not yet."

There was a wealth of emotion in those two words. So much so, that Joe didn't even have to ask what Booth had meant by them.

Joe sent up a silent prayer as his system scanned for the next quickest alternative route, because he knew that if anything happened to Dr. Brennan, the one responsible would pay in ways that they couldn't even begin to imagine.

"Shit," Joe softly hissed moments later as he read the results on his screen.

Instantly Booth's blood turned cold.

"What," Booth snapped?

Joe hesitated.

"Tell me," Booth managed to plead and demand all at the same time.

"There is an alternative route, Joe began. But you're not going to like it," he finished softly.

A/N: Hey everybody. Because I thought it best to ease my way back into things (as if months of neglect wasn't enough) I give you this. Not enough right? Well, at least I hope you can still say that. And if you can, what better way is there to say it than by reviewing and telling me to get my damn lackadaisical ass back in gear!?