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Getting up from his bed, Booth slowly walked downstairs carrying his phone with him. Walking out in to the back yard, Booth sat down in the center of the yard and called Hodgins.

Hearing a sleepy Hodgins on the phone, Booth said, "Listen up, Hodgins. I'm in trouble. Get to my house as fast as you can. I don't have a lot of time. When you get here, go through my house and see if you can find any evidence that Pelant has been in my house. I think he drugged me last night so check the ham, the bread, the mustard, anything you can think of. I need you to see if you can find any bomb making materials in the house too. I need you to find the evidence fast just incase something happens and my house becomes off limits. Whatever you do, don't go into the back yard. It isn't safe. Hurry."

Getting up from his bed, Hodgins asked, "Where will you be?"

Smiling grimly, Booth said, "I'm going to be in the back yard. Get going. I'll call you back in a few minutes to let you know what's going on."

Ending his call, Booth called Cullen.

Hearing Cullen answer his phone, Booth said, "This is Booth. I'm in the back yard of my house. I need you to send a bomb squad out to my house. Pelant paid me a visit last night and I need help disarming a bomb."

Awake, Cullen asked, "Where's the bomb?"

Looking up at the dark sky, Booth said, "I'm wearing it."

Cursing, Cullen said, "Damn it. Don't hang up."

Booth, waiting, studied the back of his house. Soon, Cullen was back on the line. "What happened?"

Sighing, Booth said, "I don't know. I guess he drugged me. I was so tired last night I barely made it to my bedroom. I fell asleep in my clothes. A little while ago Pelant called me and told me that he wanted me to drive over to the Jeffersonian and get all of the evidence they have on him. In about two hours, he's going to call me back and tell me where to take the stuff. You and I both know there are only two likely outcomes for this. Either he's going to blow up this vest once I get to the Lab or he's going to blow it up once he gets the evidence. Either way, I'm screwed. I'm pretty sure he doesn't plan to let me go."

Angry, Cullen said, "Where the Hell is your tail?"

Shaking his head, Booth said, "They're probably still out front. I don't know how Pelant did what he did. You can bet that he's left bomb making material somewhere in my house for the Feds to find. There isn't going to be any records of his calls and it's going to look like poor old Booth lost it and either killed himself or tried to kill his friends and himself. Hodgins is on the way over to my house right now. I told him to look around and see what he can find. I told him to stay away from the back yard. I just hope when the bomb goes off the explosion doesn't go beyond the back yard. I need to call Hodgins and tell him what's going on."

"No," Cullen said firmly. "Do not hang up this call. I'll call Hodgins and let him know what's going on. You sit still and you stay on this line. I want to know what's going on at all times. Don't you end this call Booth."

Smiling sadly, Booth said, "Or what, you'll fire me? It looks like I may be taken off your hands pretty soon."

Shaking his head, Cullen said, "Don't be a God damned pessimist, Booth. The bomb squad is almost there. You sit still and behave yourself. Now hold on while I call Hodgins."

After awhile, Cullen was back on the line, "You still there Booth?"

Looking at that sky starting to lighten up, Booth said, "Don't tell my son how I died. I don't want him to know that I was blown up. I saw some of my friends killed in Iraq and Afghanistan with IED's and I really don't want my boy to know that's how I died. It might scare him and I don't want him to be scared."

Sighing, Cullen said, "Damn it, Booth. Look, If it comes to it, I won't tell him anything like that. I'm not a complete idiot, contrary to what you might think."

Not listening, Booth said, "You have to tell Bones that I was thinking of her when I died. You need to tell her that I love her. I want her to understand that I didn't blame her for running away from Pelant. Tell Bones that I've loved her since the day I met her."

"Booth, did Pelant say why he's doing this?" Cullen asked.

Shaking his head, Booth said, "He didn't have to. He hates the FBI. He's afraid of Bones and the squints at the Jeffersonian. He's on some damn crusade against the FBI and since I was assigned the case of the first person he murdered then I'm the face of the FBI. He wants me dead. He probably thinks killing me will stop Bones' squints."

Looking towards the side of the house, Booth saw four members of the bomb squad walking towards him. "They're here. I have to go."

Shouting, Cullen said, "Booth, don't you hang up. Put your phone on speaker and set it on the ground next to you. Don't you dare hang up."

Nodding Booth did as Cullen asked.

Two of the bomb squad specialists came up to Booth and knelt on each side of him. The other two set up some heavy duty lanterns next to Booth so that they could have more light. Once the lights were set up the two bomb techs that had set up the lights turned around and walked over to the backdoor leading into the house. They needed to make sure there weren't any more bombs.

The agent facing Booth said, "Leave it to you, Booth. I didn't even get to eat breakfast this morning."

Trying to smile, Booth said, "That's ok, Billy. You told me your wife is a rotten cook anyways. You said she even burns toast."

Smiling, Billy Johnson said, "Yeah, but I like burnt toast. Hold up your arms away from your body. We need to get a look at what we're dealing with."

Holding up his arms, Booth said, "You have about an hour and a half or so. After that Pelant is going to blow me up. If you have to guess then at least try. I don't have anything to lose."

Shaking his head, Billy said, "Keep your advice to yourself. Amateurs are always trying to tell me what to do." Moving his hands around the wiring and the blocks of C4, Billy traced the wires to see what went where.

Johnny Nixon, working on the other side of Booth did the same thing. Looking over Booth's shoulder, Johnny motioned for Billy to move around to the back of Booth.

Patting Booth's knee, Billy said, "Don't move. I'm just moving around to look at your back."

Nodding, Booth said, "Sure, why not. It's not like I need to be anywhere."

Hearing his name called, Booth saw Hodgins standing in the back doorway. "Booth, I'm here. Everything is going to be ok, man. You'll see."

Nodding, Booth looked down at the ground. He didn't want Hodgins to see the fear on his face. He didn't want Hodgins to tell Brennan that he looked afraid when he died. He wanted her to think he had been very calm and stoic. "Stoic, what a laugh," Booth thought.

Billy, finishing his inspection, stood up and walked back around to face Booth. "Ok, Booth, we think we can get you out of this jacket without it going off. You just need to be patient. You can put your arms down very slowly. We'd like you to keep your hands on your knees. That way your arms won't be in our way. You got that?"

Not looking up, Booth nodded his head.

Sighing, Billy stood back up and walked back behind Booth. He and Johnny weren't just playing with Booth's life. Their lives were in danger too. If Booth remained calm then they had a chance.

"Hey, Booth, did I tell you that my daughter got in to MIT?" Billy asked. "She's a real chip off of the old block."

Soon, Billy let out his breath and said, "Ok, Booth hold still. We're almost done." Cutting the bike lock that was imprisoning Booth in the vest, Billy lifted the vest off of Booth and said, "You're ok man. You can get up if you want to."

Shaking Booth, stood up, took three steps and then fell on his hands and knees. Not able to control the trembling, Booth leaned over and threw up.

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