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Twelve hours….

It had been twelve hours since he found out Bones took a bullet for his son. Twelve hours since he found out that she was missing and injured. He checked all the hospitals within the D.C area looking for her but there was no trace of her at all. It was if Dr. Temperance Brennan simply disappeared. He put out an Amber Alert for her and stupidly realized that he had not informed the Jeffersonian about the situation. He still remembered Angela hysterical call to him hours ago.

"Why the hell didn't you tell us. We had to find out from Sweets, Booth", she yelled into the phone.

Booth swallowed the lump in his throat. He's been having trouble breathing whenever his mind drifted to possible outcomes of this situation. "I was too busy trying to find my partner. I'm sorry if you slipped my mind."

"You're the reason she was running in the first place. She wanted to get the hell away from you and Barbie playing house", she snapped and then immediately cursed. She was mad but she knew this was not helping anything. It just popped in her head. "Booth look I'm"'

"No, Angela don't", he said curtly still reeling the new information. Bones was going to run and leave him again. "Did Cam and Hodgins get anything from the c-crime scene", he asked professionally extremely glad that he wasn't face to face with the artist. There was only so much pain he could hide.

"Um, there running test now. Booth I'm really sorry", she whined.

"Don't apologize for being honest. Look I'm wrapping up a few things here, so I'll be over there in thirty".

"Booth", she called.

"Yea".

"Don't worry you'd find her. You always do"

"Do you really believe that?"

"She does and that's what matters at the end of the day, right", she asked.

"I gotta go", he said hanging up the phone and slammed his head against the nearest wall.

The FBI had no leads so far. They had blood samples to run test on and a gun left behind dusting for prints. All of which were sent to the Jeffersonian, being tested. That type of test normally took twenty four hours. Booth feared they didn't have that long. Once he kissed his son good bye and made sure that he was safe he sped to the lab.

He immediately went to the platform hovering and pacing recklessly. "Did you get prints? Tell me you found something, anything. We're losing time People", he urged. the first twelve hours in a missing person's act was critical.

Cam had enough. Just like everyone else she wanted to find her leading anthropologist and make sure she wasn't hurt or worse. Of course they had their difference when she first came here and they clashed every now and again but she was really a good friend to have in her corner.

"Booth we're going to find her", she spoke with a confidence she didn't have. "This is what we do".

"Yea but normally you do it with Bones", he snapped.

"I'm ordering you to get out my lab so we can concentrate on finding the evidence. Seeley go home, or go to Dr. Brennan's office and rest. You're gonna need it for when you catch the SOB that did this to her".

He looked at her. He really didn't want to leave but he could feel the mentally exhaustion setting in. it had been a really hard day. He just looked at her not even bothering to call her out on calling him by his first name and turned around.

"Wait", she said meekly.

He paused and turned back around feeling defeated. "Parks okay right. I heard he was the original target", she stated sadly.

"Yea", booth smiled the first time since he found out Bones was missing. "He's perfect", he exclaimed and turned to go to bones office. Therefore he was close to get the information as soon as they found something.

He laid down the couch trying to remember the last time he came in here to do anything besides work. He frowned, they really didn't do anything fun outside of work since Hannah came into his life. It's funny how a tragedy could make people see the error of their ways. Time was special and even though Bones would say it's ongoing endlessly. They both knew that something could happen in a moment notice and instead of using that time to convince her that she was the standard. He ran off and found the status quo like nothing happened and waving her around every chance he could. He knew he grew to love Hannah, especially since she decided to leave Afghanistan to come be with him. He felt like he owed her something but the truth was he didn't know if he was going to see her again before then. All he knew was that he loved Bones, still did with all his heart. He just hoped it wasn't too late to fix what been so badly damaged.

He fell into a restless dream; a dream where rain and tequila bought them together and instead of her getting into the cab alone he went with her. He could have stayed in the dream forever. Bones and he were preparing for their second child; his third. They weren't married but he was working on it.

Something or someone was luring him out of his dream and he awoke with a start. He felt so empty and couldn't remember why until he saw blonde hair and hazel eyes and the memories kept flooding back. "Bones", he grunted becoming fully awake and hoping off the couch so he could find out any new information.

Hannah cringed when he said his partners name."Seeley, I'm sorry. I heard what happen. Is Parker okay", she asked pulling him into a hug only to be shrugged off.

Booth notice how she didn't bring up Temperance. "Parker is fine, but we'll talk later. I need to find Bones", he said leaving no confusion that this conversation was over.

"Find her", she asked confused. "Why".

Booth snapped. "Because she's missing and hurt Hannah. She's my partner and I would walk through hell or high water to bring her back. Don't doubt that for a second", he sneered.

"She isn't missing Booth", she paused and regretted it when his face lite up like a kid on Christmas. She hurried and swallowed, cursing how his friends who left her to be the bearer of bad news.

She then proceeded to utter the words he was never prepared to hear.

"She's dead Booth. Found her body over two hours ago. I'm so sorry I know how good of a friend she was to you. She was a good friend to me".

Booth face hardened. This was official the worst twelve hours of his life.