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Little by little, they left the lab. Booth took Bones' hand and led her toward the doors. Cam turned off the lights and left.
"Booth I don't want to go home. I want to work."
"Bones, Cam said everyone, and that includes you."
"But, don't you want to catch this guy, before he hurts someone else?"
"Yes, but, tomorrow will be soon enough. His pattern is that he kills once every two or three weeks, and always on Fridays. Since today is Saturday, we have almost a week, and probably two weeks. Tonight won't matter."
He drove to his place.
"We're going to your place tonight?"
"Yes, I think it's safer. He may be watching yours."
"Booth he knows we're together, he could be watching your place too."
"I know, but my place has fewer windows, and I feel safer there."
"That's illogical, my place as just as safe as yours."
"To you it seems that way, but I feel better at my place. I know it better, and I am more aware of my surroundings."
She stayed quiet as they parked, and went into his apartment.
"Hey, let's eat."
"Ok."
They were both quiet as they ate their dinner.
"Booth, you know I can take care of myself."
"Yes, Bones, I do."
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to put a tail on you 24 hours a day."
"I don't need anyone following me around. How am I going to work, when I have people watching me? I told you I can take care of myself."
"I know, and I told you I love you, and I will protect you."
As they cleaned the kitchen, they continued to argue over her safety. He took her by the shoulders, and turned her to face him.
"Bones, you can argue forever, and I'm not giving in. This is more than an argument about who is right or wrong. This is about you and our child's safety. I'm not going to compromise. I would rather have you safe and mad, than gone. I'm not discussing it anymore."
He left her standing there went and turned on the television. She watched him walk away, and finished the dishes in silence.
That night their lovemaking was slow and passionate, and afterward, they both fell into a restless sleep.
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Bones was up before the sun, waking Booth shortly thereafter.
"I'm ready to go to the lab."
"Bones, it's still dark. Come back to bed, I have something that I want to show you." He gave her a sly grin.
"Oh, and I wonder what that could be?"
"Come back to bed and find out, it's a surprise."
She went back to bed and he grabbed her and started kissing her neck.
"I thought you wanted to show me something?"
"I do, give me your hand."
He took her hand and guided it under the covers.
"Oh, I like my surprise."
She turned and began kissing him. Neither of them got out of bed until the sun was starting to brighten the sky.
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Even with their delayed morning, they were the first ones to the lab.
Bones started working on the body the minute she arrived. Booth stayed nearby worrying about leaving her alone. Within fifteen minutes Wendell arrived, then Cam, Angela and Hodgins, shortly thereafter. He left after he knew she was safe, and went to the Hoover building to consult with Hacker.
"Hello sir, did you still want to see me?"
"Well, it's a little late; I thought we were meeting last night."
"Yes sir we were supposed to, but I didn't get back from the crime scene until almost ten. Everybody had gone home by then."
"Late night, huh Booth?"
"Yes sir."
"What can you tell me about the investigation so far?"
"Well, so far we have three bodies. All killed by a different method. Each person was tortured before death, and all the torturing follows the same pattern. Sweets has compiled a profile on the murderer, and a copy is in the file. We don't have any clues as to who did it, because each crime scene is left perfectly clean. Each body had a note attached that was part of a poem. Sweets thinks that all the notes are stanzas that will add up to a story. Last night there was an extra note, which threatened Dr. Brennan's life, also in the form of a poem."
"He threatened Dr. Brennan specifically?"
"Yes, sir. The poem read, You had better watch your back, and just, leave me alone. You won't see the next attack, until I have your Bones. The word Bones, was capitalized meaning the name I call Dr. Brennan."
"Do you need to be excluded from this case, Agent Booth?"
Booth felt a moment of panic, but tried to hide it from Hacker.
"No sir, I would like to stay on it."
"I think you should meet with Sweets, and discuss your feelings about this note. If he agrees that you can stay on the case, I will allow it. But Booth?"
"Yes sir."
"I will remove you at the first sign of trouble, do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, sir."
"I want you to head up the task force on this, so pick the agents you want to work with, and have their names on my desk by 5 o'clock tonight."
"Yes, sir."
"I will be holding a press conference first thing tomorrow morning, and I want both you and Dr. Brennan present. Get that meeting done with Sweets today. I need his consent, before we start on the task force."
"Yes, sir."
"And Booth?"
"Yes."
"Good luck."
"Thank-you sir."
Booth left the office with mixed feelings. He was proud to be in charge of the task force, but hesitant about seeing Sweets. He knew it was going to be difficult to control his anger, and he hoped Sweets didn't fight him on this. He needed to do this for Bones.
He stopped by Sweets' office to make an appointment for later that day, and then went to his office to choose the agents he wanted to work with. After he compiled the list, and filed the paperwork from last night, it was time for lunch. He left the office and headed over to the Jeffersonian.
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"Hey Charlie, how's it going?"
"Your lady doctor is in her office. I was delegated to stay outside at all times."
Booth held in a chuckle.
"Booth, how do you work with these people? Don't get me wrong they are extremely smart, but the body, lying on that table, while they poke it and cut it up is disgusting. I don't know how you do it."
"I try to avoid the platform when they are working on the body. Once they clean the bones, it's not so bad."
"You could have told me that. The one they call Cam, just stuck her hands inside the body and started pulling parts out. It was gross. Everyone just stood and watched, like it was something they see every day."
"Charlie, you need to remember that this is what they do, it is a normal occurrence for them."
"Maybe, but it's still sick."
Booth laughed, he didn't realize how much of what they did was a natural experience for him. When he looked at it from Charlie's eyes, it did sound horrific.
"Charlie, why don't you take a break for a while, I'll see you in an hour. Ok?"
"Sure. Booth, it will be nice to get away from here."
He went into the office.
"Hey Bones, you ready for lunch."
As she turned to look at him, he knew she was upset.
"I can't believe you made someone come to the lab and watch me. How dare you interrupt my working environment. What do you think someone is going to come in here and grab me, without anybody knowing? On the other hand, maybe you think that someone here is the murderer, and they are going to just whisk me away, without my knowledge? Booth I have never been so embarrassed in my life. That man spent half the morning in the bathroom. If someone was going to take me, they would have had plenty of opportunities."
He went toward her, but she backed away from him with her arms outstretched.
"No, I want you to listen to me. I want that man gone, now! Right now, Booth! I won't work under these circumstances."
"Well, then don't work, take some time off, we can go away for a while."
"Are you insane? I can't leave in the middle of a case, and what about you? Hacker's just going to let you leave?"
"Hacker will understand. He knows about the case. He knows that you have been threatened."
He walked toward her again. This time she stayed put, but as he went to pull her into his arms, she pushed him away.
"I am not going to let you distract me. I want you to listen to me."
"Bones, I'm not changing my mind."
"Then leave me alone."
"What?"
She turned her back, walked to her desk, and sat down. Booth stood looking at her with tears in his eyes.
"Bones, I don't understand. What do you want me to do?"
"I want either him gone, or you. I am too upset to talk right now. Please leave."
She looked down at her desk, and began working.
Booth stood in the doorway with tears on his cheeks. He didn't know what to do. He wanted her safe, but he didn't want to leave her.
"Good-bye Booth."
He turned and walked out the door, closing it behind him.
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