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"Ken?" She was certain that Ken hadn't found her easily. He couldn't have. Temperance had made it nearly impossible to find her with out knowing her exact location. After all, if she had made it easy to find her Booth would have been here two weeks ago. That was something Temperance was sure of.

"How did you find me Ken?"

Oh she was quick! Ken wasn't surprised at all but, most people's first question would have been 'What are you doing here?". Than again Tempe couldn't be looped in with most people.

"I have my ways." He said it calmly but, inside he was pleased with himself for braking her calm. He could see the suspicion on her face already. Ken had to remember to keep up his nice guy persona until he had Tempe bound and gagged. It would be pointless to tell her the entire truth if she was going to fight him as soon as he mentioned the murders. She was so quick to make up her mind but, he had to make her see reason this time. He had to. He would not live without her and she certainly would not live if he couldn't have her. He would ensure that.

Ken plastered a reassuring and loving expression on his face as he spoke.

"Tempe, I know it's odd to see me here but, I had to talk to you in person. Can I come in please?"

Her instincts about people were slim to none but, for some reason she didn't want to let him in. Temperance thought that she had made it perfectly clear on the subject of their marriage and their relationship. It was over. She hated hurting him but, she didn't know how else to let him down. She'd told him so many times how she felt about him and yet he kept coming at her.

"Ken, I really don't think that's a good Idea." Temperance said dryly. She was tired of telling him the same things over and over again. She didn't love him, she didn't want to marry him, and she most defiantly didn't want to see him anymore. It did sound harsh even in her head but, he wouldn't take anything more subtle. Hell he wouldn't even take the harshness as a hint.

She stared straight into his eyes and saw a single tear free fall from his left cheek. Her resulting sigh was one of defeat.

"Fine. But I don't see what it is that we have to talk about. I'm not going to change my mind." As she widened the door and turned her back to Ken she suddenly felt two things at once. First was the sharp pain on the back of her skull and the second was a slight fluttering in her stomach. Then as if in answer to her pain her vision blurred, then spotted, and finally blackened completely.

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Booth sat on the plane quietly, wishing that he could sleep but, he was too annoyed to sleep. The plane ride was taking entirely too long and he was desperate to see Bones. He had a bad feeling in his gut that something was wrong with her.

"Booth, calm down. It will only be a few more hours." Sweets' voice didn't help his nerves and neither did the few more hours comment.

"Hours? Hours?! I need to see Bones now!" Booth growled at Sweets and every passenger turned to stare at him.

"Booth, it will be okay just calm down." Sweets tried to comfort him but, Booth was not having it.

"Something's wrong, I can feel it in my gut! Do you have her number?"

"Yes. I do. Would you like me to call her for you?" Sweets would do anything if it would calm this maniac down.

"Gee, that'd be just swell!" Booth's sarcasm went unnoticed by Sweets as he picked up the phone.

It was torture to wait while Sweets listened for Bones to answer her phone. Finally Sweets opened his mouth as if Bones had answered and the knot in Booth abdomen eased slightly.

"Dr. Brennan this is Dr. Sweets, please call me as soon as you get this message." Sweets hung up the phone. Booth could feel the rage well up inside him and, as he stared at Sweets he imagined having laser vision and burning a whole in Sweets' head.

Burn.

Come on burn!

The look on Booth's face told Sweets all he needed to know.

"I'll try again." Sweets winced under Booth's glare and began to dial again.

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When she woke up she could feel that her hands were bound behind her back and her ankles were tied together with some type of thick rope. She felt something in her mouth and knew then that she was gagged. A small moan escaped her. She opened her eyes and though the image was blurred, it was still very frightening.

Ken sat in front of her smiling widely. As Temperance's vision cleared she could tell that he had tied her to a chair and that he was in the other chair staring at her. In his left hand he had a copper pipe. In his right he had a lit cigarette.

"You know what I love most about you?" He asked with a dopey smile on his face. The contrast between his smile and the hard madness in his eyes was the terrifying part.

"You're brilliance. Not just your brilliant brain but your brilliant body. I've never met a woman like you Tempe. Not even my mother was as smart as you and that's saying something. Oh, I wish you could have meet her. The two of you would have gotten along well. She was brilliant and kind and so are you. In fact, she was too kind, as are you. If you weren't so kind you would have seen through Booth's lie in the first place and then we wouldn't be in this situation."

Escape. That was all she could think about. His words didn't make any since and she knew now that he was insane so why would she want to listen to his crazy psycho speech? The rope was too tight and when she struggled against it she could feel the blood running down her ankles and onto the floor.

"Struggling won't help darling. I made sure of that. I know how your brain works darling, I intend for you to listen to my entire story before I free you." He took a long draw from his cigarette and then blew the smoke directly into her face making her eyes water.

"Now, my mother was just entirely too kind and that's why I had to kill her. She was weak and the men she thought were good fathers to me were drunk jack asses that beat us more than they took care of us. You'd think that someone with my mothers IQ would know better than that." He stood up and walked over to Temperance. He put out his cigarette on her upper arm and she moaned and withered in pain. As fresh tears streaked her face he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her face back. He brought his lips down to her duct taped mouth and kissed her.

"Now, then. You'll never leave me again will you?" He whispered into her ear and before she could answer he yanked at her hair again sending a fresh twinge of pain through her head.

"Lets continue shall we?" Ken asked as he walked back to his chair.

"Ken Hart was another kind person. Killing him had been simpler. After all he was a stranger to me. I only followed him to be sure that he had no one to miss him. Ah. I see the question in your eyes my dear. No, no… I'm not Ken Hart. My real name is unimportant. The most important thing is to let you know that I still love you. Umm. You do have the most amazing body." Ken…or whoever this sick son of a bitch was began to look her up and down. She knew that look. She hated that look. The sex crazed manic look that she had seen more times than any one person should have to. Although, no one should have to see that look even once. He stood up again and began walking toward her. This time she jerked and twisted her hands and legs trying to free herself so that she could at least fight. There was no way she would let him take her without a fight. Her wrists bled and were slick. She kept fighting.

Just then she heard something brake and slam against the wall. The psycho's eyes shifted to the door and his crazed smile turned into a maddened snarl. Just then she saw Booth and her heart reacted with a strange combination of joy and terror. As she feared The psycho had the pipe in hand and was headed toward Booth.