"The two killer theory is likely." She stated. Then looking over her shoulder "Booth! Why is he here?" She saw Parker's face drop, and even though she was no good at reading emotions, she could still tell he was hurt. "It's not you Parker, it's just… dangerous right now."
The lights went out. Every alarm in the building was set off. The emergency lights did not turn on. Doors were closing and locking themselves in, a technique for when dangerous chemicals are released into the lab. It was chaos. Everyone who wasn't caught by the closing doors rushed to the big, main room n the center of the Jeffersonian. It was dark out, no one could see.
Boom, boom, boom.
Screams
The two killer theory had been confirmed, by him. He knew everything about this place. He should, it was his job to keep it safe. He had not liked the ways of his master, and now he was showing it. This was much better. Scaring the living hell out of people like this was better. A chorus of screams instead of one, single scream.
When the lights went out, he thought it was cool, when all the alarms sounded, he was confused, but when he heard the gunshots, he bolted. He ran to another familiar part of the Jeffersonian. The place where Max taught him how to blow things up. He went in thee and grabbed for the things he needed. He had an idea. A good idea for a boy as young as him, but not entirely thought through.
Boom, crash.
Another shot. He was scared. Scared for his dad's life, for Dr. Bones's life, for his life. He was panting hard, and tears weld up in his eyes. Common, common.
His sniper training helped him see in the dark room. His keen ears helped him identify where the shots came from. He saw a security guard holding a gun. But he smelt blood and heard moaning. The guy had hit at least one person. Booth ran at him, silently moving. He was glad for his sniper skills. The guy was not ready for Booth. Booth talked him to the ground. The guards shot up, trying to hit Booth, but missed. Instead he hit the glass ceiling, and glass shattered to the floor. Thank God the whole thing didn't fall. Booth forced the gun out of the guy's hand, making sure that four bullets were missing. As he expected, four were gone. They had him, and just for the fun of it, Booth gave him a little kick before handcuffing him and reading him his rights.
Sorry it's so short!!!!!!! But I will try to update the next chapter sooner!