I don't own Bones, I know I have 206 in my body, but the Bones from Fox isn't mine.

Confession

The dinner with Max went well, even though Bones knew why he was there. She vented her frustration at his bringing Max into the situation, but in the end, they sat down and had a peaceful meal. The minute he left, Booth saw the change on her face. He knew she was going to be mad, but he would rather have an alive, mad Bones, than no Bones at all.

"Booth, how could you bring my father into this? There isn't even a reason for me to worry, there hasn't been a threat on my life, and the murders have all taken place over a hundred miles from here. This is so ridiculous. I am so angry with you right now, I can't even think. You don't own me. I can still do what I want. You. Can. Not. Control. My. Actions. Do you understand?"

She was yelling at him. As he looked at her, he saw tears in her eyes. He didn't say anything; he just stood there and let her yell. He didn't fight back; he didn't even try to defend himself. He just watched her. When she finally stopped yelling, he looked at her.

"You are so beautiful when you're mad."

He pulled her into his arms.

"I'm not going to let you coddle me. I am not a child."

She didn't pull away.

He rubbed his hands over her back.

"Booth, I won't go for this."

He kissed her neck.

"Booth, are you listening?"

"Yes, I am, but you know what?"

"What?" she said in an exasperated tone.

"I love you."

He felt her freeze in his arms.

"What?"

"Temperance Brennan I love you. I love you more than I ever thought it was possible to love another person. I love you more than anything in this world. You are the woman that I want to wake up to for the rest of my life. I love you so much that it hurts to watch you walk away from me in the morning. "

He pulled back from her and looked at her, placing the crook of his finger under her chin, so she could see the sincerity in his eyes.

"Bones, I love you, and I will do anything, so that I can hold you in my arms forever. I want to grow old together, and continue bickering with you. You are my life, my sunshine on a dark and cloudy day, and the reason that I keep breathing. You are my everything, and it doesn't matter how mad you are with me, I love you, and I will keep you safe."

Silent tears ran down her cheeks. He held her face, and used his thumbs to wipe away the tears.

He pulled her in and kissed her, then wrapped his arms around her and held her tight.

"Booth, I don't know what to say. You always help me at times like this."

"Bones, you don't need to talk, just let me hold you."

She encircled him and pulled him close.

They stayed wrapped in each other's arms for a long time. Finally, he began kissing her neck, and their passion exploded in the air. He made love to her all night, and when morning came, and he dropped her off at the lab, she looked at him and said, "I won't go out alone." Then closed the door and went to work.

A smile formed on his lips as he watched her walk into the lab. He breathed a sigh of relief knowing she was aware of how much he loved her, and she agreed to remain safe.

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It was noon when he got the call. It wasn't even a call; Hacker walked into his office and closed the door.

"Booth, I think we have another one. It's in Petersburg, VA. They called a short while ago and the details look the same. They said the body still has flesh, so you may want to take Cam, too. I'm sorry Booth; I know how much this is bothering you."

"It's not that it bothers me, even though it does, it's more like I'm stuck, and I can't find a solution. No matter what we do, we can't get a lead on this guy. He's good."

"Well, after you get back I want to talk to you about putting you on lead, in this case. Everything has to go through either you or the squints, maybe then you find something. This way all the information will be in one place instead of being spread all over the FBI. We also may have to have a press conference on this. Go get your team, come to my office when you get back, and we'll talk. Good luck Booth."

"Thank-you sir."

Booth called Bones as he walked out of his office telling her to be ready.

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They arrived at the scene, with Hodgins and Cam in tow. Booth insisted she come so he would know the evidence would be obtained properly. He hoped, that if as few people as possible touched it; maybe they would find something new.

He was shocked to find out that the house was almost as big as Hodgins, and occupied. He thought well there goes proper procedure. Whenever civilians were around, the possibility of contamination of evidence increased.

They went into the house to find a very distraught staff, and a hysterical maid. When they saw the body, they understood why. His chest was split open from the top of his throat to his stomach. Booth had a difficult time looking at it.

"Booth, there's too much flesh here. Why did you bring me?"

Cam went to the body, and started to examine it.

"Male mid forties… Booth, another note, wait there's two."

She handed them to Booth.

He opened them and read the first.

"Here's another one for you

This one's number three

Maybe I should leave a clue

To my identity"

He opened the second note, and his face went pale.

"Guys, right now, I need the room. Everybody out. Bones, Hodgins, and Cam you can stay."

Cam knew something was wrong. Booth rarely cleared a room.

"Seeley what does it say."

Booth had tears in his eyes as he read.

"You had better watch your back,

And just, leave me alone.

You won't see the next attack

Until I have your Bones"

He choked on the last word, and they almost didn't understand him. He sat down in the nearest chair, and the note dropped from his hand. Cam picked it up from the floor and read it again.

"You had better watch your back,

And just, leave me alone.

You won't see the next attack

Until I have your Bones"

"Booth he wants Brennan."

He looked at Cam.

"Don't you think I know that? All his other notes have been very vague, and suddenly this one is crystal clear."

Tears began to flow down his cheeks.

Hodgins drew everyone back.

"Hey guys, let's get this bastard, and the first step is collecting the evidence. We need to bag and tag everything. Let's go."

Cam also began to work.

"Hodgins is right, we need to get this done, so we can get out of here, and plan our next step. Booth, are you going to be ok, or do you want me to call in another agent?"

Booth stood and shook his head to clear it.

"No, let's get this done."

Bones was standing by the door, with her hand pressed over her abdomen. Booth approached her.

"Hey baby, are you ok?"

"Booth, he can't hurt our baby right, you won't let him hurt our baby."

He realized that she was crying softly. He pulled her into his arms.

"No one is going to hurt you. I will take care of this. Don't worry. Do you want to wait in the truck?"

"No, I want to catch this bastard. Let me work."

She pushed away from him and started ordering the others on how to collect the evidence properly. They knew this was her way of coping, and they let her be. They opened the doors, and let the other officers in.

It took them twice as long as usual to finish. Bones insisted on staying until everything was completed. By the time they reached the lab, everyone was exhausted.

Cam addressed the group.

"Ok, now, I want everyone to go home, and relax. Tomorrow we will meet here first thing in the morning, and plan our approach to solving this problem."

She looked at Brennan.

"That includes you. I want us fresh and ready tomorrow. We need to catch this guy before he harms one of our own."

Little by little, they left the lab. Booth took Bones' hand and led her toward the doors. Cam turned off the lights, and left.

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