When Booth first declared that Bones would be staying at his place he had thought she would refuse to go. She was Temperance Brennan, and she could take care of herself, or so she thought. It pleased him though, that she had agreed to come back to his place and stay. This was so unlike Bones. This was good right? He hoped if she was completely terrified, she would tell him. But she was acting so… trusting. She trusted him. She really trusted him. Now that he had established that he could finally get some sleep. He looked down at her head, which was laying on his bare chest. He felt her heart beat and her breathing. She looked peaceful sleeping there next to him. He liked that. It made him feel even better. Now he could go to sleep. So he kissed her head and lay back down, and slowly drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Three down, one more to go, he thought. He picked up the bracelet and put it in his bag. This kill would be the most pleasing. She would be last for a while, until he could think up a new scheme, and so he would have to make it last. He would have to savor every scream, like a child would savor the last bite of a candy bar. He would make her suffer, make him beg to stop, and when he never did, make her beg for him to kill her. That much he would have to give her, or this game would be no fun. Now all he had to do was find her, and then he would get her alone, and kill her. He had been stalking her for a couple of weeks now, along with the others, carrying the bracelet just in case he saw her alone in a place safe enough to kill. The others had not been so lucky. They had gotten themselves on a street without anyone else on it much quicker than she had. Actually, he hadn't seen her alone since he had attacked her. She always had a Suit with her. She called him Booth. He had seen him plenty when he stalked her before he attacked her the first time, but not quite like this. He had thought they were dating before, but they never kissed or got to close. Once someone had mistaken them for lovers and she had said they were just partners. Now they kissed and held hands and smiled happily at each other. It was sickening to see this. People… happy. It was wrong. So wrong for people to be happy. That's why her death would be the longest and most painful, to repay them for that. All he had to do now was get her away from the Suit.

They had just gotten a call saying that they had found the other two women who were attacked dead when it happened. They were walking on the street together, and Booth was holding a tub of ice cream. They had walked to the local mini-mart to get ice cream after they had eaten dinner. A dinner that Bones had insisted on making for him. That made him smile. His hand was on the small of her back, and her arm wrapped around him. But then his phone started ringing. Well that just ruined the entire moment! He ignored it, but then Bones turned and asked him "Aren't you ganna get that?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I have learned that if you leave the phone alone, it will stop ringing, but if you pick up then you have to talk to someone about important F.B.I business."

"I don't mind if you pick it up." She said, smiling at him.

"But I don't want to." He said, smiling back. Then he kissed her, but his cheesy ringtone made them keep laughing.

"You should really get that, it might be important. And no offense Booth, but your ringtone is getting really annoying."

"I know, fine I'll pick up."

"Good." He grabbed the phone out of his pocket. He had only turned away for a minute to talk on the phone. Less than that.

"Booth." He had said.

"The other two are dead."

"The other two what?"

"The other two women, the two that got attacked, one had a belt stolen from her, and the other had a coat."

"Oh, those two." He said.

"Both of the stolen items were found at the murder scene, and they both look like the murder weapon."

"That's bad I'll get Bo-" He had started turning to face her, but he didn't see her.

"Bones! Bones!" He closed the phone and put it in his pocket.

"Bones! Where are you!"