Thanks for reading this story. I know there are a lot of Finale stories out there and I want to thank you for giving mine a chance.
I don't own Bones.
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Because Booth was Judge Latrell's closest friend, Hank's murder was assigned to Special Agent Stan Thompson. Even though Booth was assigned to the Pelant case, he was told not to interfere in the investigation of Hank Latrell's murder. In this case, Booth knew that his handling of the case could jeopardize any future trial for Hank's murder; so, he stayed clear. That's not to say he didn't keep track of the investigation though.
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Over the next few weeks, Brennan came back to work and Booth and Brennan were involved in several cases. Most of those were closed and they seemed to have adjusted to having a baby in their lives. There were some problems with Day Care; but, Booth had talked Brennan into letting Max take over babysitting Christine. They had hit a snag along that path and were trying to work around it when their lives became entangled in a plot by Christopher Pelant. Pelant murdered a friend of Brennan's and had set her up to make it look like she had killed Ethan Sawyer. It soon became apparent that the FBI Agent in charge of Sawyer's murder wasn't interested in looking at anyone else for the murder except Brennan. Brennan and her father had decided to come up with a plan to keep her out of jail. They both made the decision to keep the plan to themselves and not to involve anyone else in their plans. That included Booth.
Both were certain that if Brennan was arrested and put into the system she might not come back out of it alive. Pelant was a computer genius and it was reasonable to assume that Pelant could have manipulated the system and caused Brennan to be put in a dangerous situation while in prison. He was capable of having Brennan killed and no one would have been able to prove that he had a hand in it. It would have just been one of those unfortunate things that happen in prison. Max and Brennan decided that they would not be a pawn in Pelant's sick game. They refused to be the chess pieces in his human chess game.
Implementing their plan had been very difficult for Brennan. She knew that she would be leaving Booth behind and he might not understand the reasoning behind it. Brennan made sure that he understood that she loved him and that they were together because of that love and that they weren't together just because of Christine. Brennan, not being very adept in reading and understanding reactions in others, felt that she understood Booth enough to know that he knew that she did love him. That was the best she could do. She couldn't tell him that she was going to run because that would have made him an accessory. Part of Max and Brennan's plan was to make sure that Booth remained a FBI agent. They needed him on the inside making sure that everything was being done to connect Pelant to the murder of Ethan Sawyer.
When the day came, Brennan attended the christening of their daughter. Booth was so happy that she had agreed to come to the ceremony and it had almost crushed her heart knowing that she was about to leave him taking their daughter with her. She had decided that she could not abandon her daughter. Her parents had done that to her and she would never allow that to happen to Christine. Brennan felt that in the end, Booth would understand. He knew her best and he would know that she couldn't leave her child behind. She just hoped that Booth would forgive her for leaving him behind.
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After Brennan drove away with Christine, Booth had been put on desk duty and wasn't involved in any active cases. The sadness that radiated from him was enough to keep most of those that he worked with him away from him. With the exception of Agents Charlie Burns and Genevieve Shaw most of the agents at the Hoover steered clear of Booth, some for political reasons; but, most just because they didn't know what to say to him. Charlie and Shaw made a point to consult with him often and Charlie took it upon himself to make sure that Booth was eating. He made extra sandwiches and brought them to Booth at lunch time. Booth, appreciating the kindness that Charlie was showing him, ate lunch with him almost every day.
As long as Booth's days were, his nights were even longer. He would arrive home and turn on the TV just to have noise in the house. He usually ate a sandwich and drank a beer for dinner. He knew Brennan wouldn't approve of his diet; but, he didn't have the energy to cook anything. Booth was careful to limit how much alcohol he drank. The last thing he wanted was for the FBI to question him about arriving at work with a hangover. He didn't want to give them any more excuses to fire or suspend him. He knew he was walking a very high tightrope and he had no intention of falling off.
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Several weeks had passed and Booth felt like he was running in place. Cam and the squints were still working on all of the evidence in Ethan Sawyers murder. Booth was being kept at arms length; so, he knew very little about their progress.
One evening after a very boring and uneventful day, Booth had been more tired than he normally was and had gone to sleep watching a ball game. When he had awoke a few hours later, he decided to sleep in his bedroom and after checking to make sure that the agents assigned to tail him were still sitting out front, he walked up the stairs. Feeling so very tired, Booth dragged himself into his bedroom and then fell on to his bed and after trying to stay awake long enough to remove his clothes, Booth realized that he couldn't do it and that he would have to sleep in his clothes. He didn't know why he was so tired; but, he was.
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It was still dark outside when Booth had been startled from his sleep by the ringing of his phone. Barely able to open his eyes, Booth felt drugged and decided to let the phone ring. Falling back asleep, Booth felt that something was wrong; but, he didn't have the energy to figure out what it was.
He had been asleep for fifty minutes when the phone rang again. Feeling drained, Booth moved his right arm and grabbed his phone. Putting it to his ear, Booth didn't say anything. Feeling something wrapped around his chest, Booth moved the phone to his left hand and reached over with his right hand and turned on the lamp located on the end table located next to his bed. Looking down at his chest, Booth froze. Afraid to move, Booth moved his phone to his ear and said, "Who is this? I need help."
Laughing, the voice on the other end of the call said, "You will do what I say Agent Booth or you will die. The only one that can help you is me and you will have to do exactly what I say to get that help. Do you understand me, Agent Booth?"
Swallowing, Booth said, "How did you do this, you sick bastard?"
More laughter, the voice said, "That would be telling. Wake up Agent Booth. Wake up or die in your sleep, it's your choice."
Finally awake, Booth said, "What do you want me to do?"
Chuckling, the voice said, "It's very simple. I want you to drive over to the Jeffersonian and collect all of the evidence they've been trying to compile against me. You will get it and you will bring it to me. When you've accomplished that I will help you. If you refuse to do what I say then you'll die. Now get up, Agent Booth. Get up now and do what I say. I'll give you two hours. At the end of those two hours I will call you and let you know where to bring the evidence."
Hearing a dial tone, Booth ended his call. Looking down at his chest, Booth crossed himself and said, "When I get my hands on that sick bastard I'm going to tear his heart out with my bare hands."
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Booth is in trouble. Are you still interested?