She woke up in a dark place. Her head throbbed. She looked around, she didn't see anyone, but then someone spoke. "Sorry, didn't mean to nock you out." That must be her attacker. "I wanted you to be awake so I waited for you." Awake for what? She said nothing. He just walked over to her. He was tall. Massively tall. She took a good long look at her face so if she survived this, she could describe it to Angela. He would be wearing a mask if he didn't plan on killing her though, if he was smart. "Now that you're awake, I can have some fun." He was definettly going to kill her. He leaned over her, holding, what looked like, the bracelet that was stolen from her a couple of months before. What could he do to her with a bracelet? She thought for a moment. Every material known to man could probably be used as a murder weapon. The bracelet was one of those hard, inch wide plastic things. He could probably kill her with that. "Why are you so silent? Don't worry, you won't be to quiet for much longer." He was going to torture her. Great. This was so going to ruin her day.
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She was gone. He had only turned his back for a second, and he took her. That son of a bitch, what the hell was wrong with him!? He is obviously mentally ill. Booth was going to get him a lethal shot, maybe he could bring back the electric chair. He thought where would a tall guy take a woman to kill her? Easy question. If she was still alive, she would be someplace dark and lonely and scary. He hated thinking about that. Now what dark and lonely place is nearby here? All the murders had been around here, and attacks, so it should be around here. There was an old where house that closed down a few years back about four miles away. Okay she was probably there. He ran to his car, and started driving. He used his sirens, and grabbed his phone out of his pocket to call for backup, though he would definetly be going in before they got there. He turned off his sirens when he started getting close, so not to warn the son of a bitch and he would kill her faster. He needed as much time as he could get. A police car had come up behind him, turning on their sirens and trying to get him to pull over. He just sped up. Just his luck a police car would be on this street at this time of night right after his girlfriend was kidnapped. He was probably going eighty, but he didn't check, just kept putting more force on the gas pedal to urge the car forward. For once it couldn't go fast enough. The police car was getting extremely annoying. It was still chasing after him. When he finally got to the where house he just jumped out of the car the police car pulled up behind him, their guns out trying to get him to stop. He just grabbed his gun, not even giving them a second glance. They were getting close now, their handcuffs out, but guns still pointed. They looked a little freaked to see that he had a gun too, but surprised he wasn't pointing it at him. Booth loaded his gun, about to go to the back to get two bullet proof vests. He through them to the police and said "You'll need these, the F.B.I. sure does not know what back up means." Then ran in. the police followed, and judging by the increased sound in their footsteps, they were wearing the vests. Booth had not put one on. Not enough time…
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"Look at that guy! He is driving like a maniac!"
"Well that's we are for. Lets get him. The two innocent police men had no idea wat they were getting into.
"He's going like 100mph! What the hell is wrong with him. Why won't he just pull over!?"
"Look, he's slowing down, finally!" They parked the police car about twenty yards away from his and took out their guns. This guy looked, well scary. Then he took out his gun, and loaded it. Now he was scary! But he didn't point it at them, so they just kept inching forward, both of them getting ready to jump on the guy about a half foot taller than both of them. They took out hand cuffs as he walked to the back of his black car. He opened the trunk and tossed two bullet proof vests at him. That surprised them. What the hell was this guy doing? Next he spoke "You'll need these, the F.B.I. sure does not know what back up means." And just ran inside the building they were in front of. This was pretty freaky, but they followed, after putting on the vests he had passed them, but they hadn't seen him put one on. Again this brought up the question of what the hell he was doing.
Inside it looked like an old abandoned warehouse. That was probably what it was. They saw the strange man hiding behind a pile of boxes. It looked like he was listening to something. Then he ran off, they followed him. Was he following the sound he was listening too? Then they heard it too. A high pitch scream, that of a woman being tortured. So maybe they wouldn't be making this guy pay for a ticket…
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"I had some trouble abducting you with that boyfriend of yours. He was always hanging around you. Let me guess. Before the attack you were 'just partners' and now you have 'crossed the line?' Well I'm glad for you, though you won't be with him for much longer." He stood up. "My name is William Thomas, and I am really excited to meat you Bones." He put the plastic bracelet on his hand, putting it over his knuckles so that when he punched her, well it would hurt a lot more. He watched her squirm as he used her lover's name for her. He laughed. This was going to be so much fun.