Author's Note/Apology: I am so sorry my updates have been taking forever! I have been so busy working a new job that I haven't had the energy to write. I have to get up at 4:30 am and it's been taking a toll on me after only 2 wks on the job!!

I hope this update doesn't disappoint - and I will really try hard to keep them coming much faster! Thank you for all the reviews, alerts and favorites - you all keep me going for real! Love you all - :-)

Final Scene From the Previous Chapter:

Sweets donned his disguise again since Booth had forced him to remove some of the items such as the beard, before he would even let Sweets try to hypnotize him and after writing down a list of everything Booth needed him to work with the Squints to find, he exited the Suite to head to the Jeffersonian, warned by Booth that he need be hyper alert of any people or vehicles that may try to follow him.

As Brennan locked the door behind the eager Psychologist, she turned to Booth looking vulnerable and scared. Booth did not know at that moment, if that haunting look of fear in her eyes was due to fear for herself, for him, or for the danger they both now appeared to be in.

Mistaken Identity

Chapter 12

"Booth, maybe we should stay here overnight so that we can use the bug free time to determine what our next moves should be. I am also concerned about you. You look like you are going to fall right over any minute"

Booth was still far from recovered from the injuries he received while in captivity. His face was becoming more pale and deep lines of fatigue and pain were becoming more evident around the edges of his features. "Bones, you worry too much, I am fine. I just need a good night's sleep and I will be right as rain." he assured her.

"Um, well . . . I don't know what that means." she said, looking at him as if he had been speaking greek. Why would rain be right? Then dismissing it quickly as she did each time Booth spoke in strange verses like that, she continued. "But I guess if you promise to let me just look you over and re-dress your burns and such, then I will let you off the hook." she compromised.

After Booth caved in knowing it would be less painful for him to do so, Brennan tended to his injuries while she filled him in on the events and details that he had recalled during his session with Sweets. "Booth, I'm sorry." she said after she finished telling him everything. "I'm sorry that you had to go through all of that. I know you tried hard to fight them off but, I had no idea how many you were up against. We all assumed that the Grav- . . . Ms. Taffet . . . either knocked you out cold or injected you with something that rendered you unconscious instantaneously."

"Well - while I appreciate the thought Bones - you have nothing to be sorry for." He smiled at her, making sure to look directly into the eyes to make sure she knew he meant every word. "Hell I didn't even remember the full extent of what happened during those initial moments. So some of what you said I recalled while under hypnosis, is just as new to me as it is to you. I guess it's true what they say about people not remembering the more traumatic portions of a tough ordeal"

"But ya know Bones? Somehow just in knowing that you are here with me now and that you are concerned about my well being, that is enough for me to forget about the negative aspects of what happened, and just feel lucky that I survived it – that I survived to come back to you." he had moved closer to her as he spoke, she could feel the warmth of his breath on her skin and smell the after shave he always wore that secretly drove her wild.

Brennan was moved, she felt more love for this man than ever before and she had no idea that was even possible. Just to hear him open up to her like he did, first by admitting that his experience was indeed traumatic, and then by his second admission that he was able to forget about the worst of the whole experience, merely by focusing on coming back to her. She felt tears seeping in, to coat her eyes with their shimmering moisture. She said nothing to him in return, she just leaned towards him, pressing her lips gently against his own and putting all of the thoughts and emotions she was feeling, into the deepest and most passionate kiss he had ever received.

Meanwhile At The Other Hotel Suite Across Town . . .

Mr. William Burton, or "Bill" as he was known to those closest to him, was working on his newest plan to take out the remaining witnesses to the latest of the long string of crimes that he and his now ex-wife Heather, had committed. They had eventually brought in Bill's equally corrupt Brother Sam, to assist them in their evil plots – all of which initially stemmed from just making money by whatever means necessary, feeling no remorse for their dangerous greed. Their end goal had always been to escape to some exotic location in another Country once they had 'earned' enough money to retire and live the high life.

Though money became only part of their motivation – then that all changed the moment two of their would be victims, Brennan and Hodgins, actually not only survived their ordeal –but worst of all, lived to tell about it! Now adding the still living and breathing Agent Booth to the mix, significantly increased the odds that the Burton boys would eventually be living their lives out in Prison just as his ex-wife was already doing.

Mainly because the Attempted Murder of a Federal Agent of the United States, obviously added a Federal crime to their hot sheet. A crime that would significantly increase their chances of receiving a Life Sentence without the possibility of Parole.

"Yes,"Bill thought as sat there, contemplating their next move . . . "these surviving witnesses were serious liabilities – they had to be dealt with, and immediately!"

Bill had been able to communicate with his ex-wife, by sending in one of his staff, a female with a longer rap sheet than any of them, to visit Heather in prison. They had formulated a way to get news to Heather – and in return Heather would send messages of her own back to Bill using the same 'visitor'. It is how they had begun their plans to clean up their remaining 'loose ends' so to speak.

They knew they had to formulate a new plan now that the bugging devices has thus far, failed to lead them to the capture of Brennan and Booth.

Initially, during their 'Gravedigger' crime spree, when they got word that Dr. Brennan and Jack Hodgins had indeed survived, the Burton Trio had had to move fast to dig their way out of their own proverbial hole – the hole that was left by having ANY surviving victims, let alone two that had the genius, the equipment and the support of the FBI, to help them process enough forensic evidence to easily seal their fate and send them to Prison forever.

At that time, Heather had come up with the original plan to obtain all of the evidence that had been discovered thus far, so she could destroy it for good. She had fought to get herself assigned to the Gravedigger case after cleverly murdering the current investigating Attorney. The plan to use Booth as their bargaining chip was a no brainer. She knew that they would do anything to get him back and she knew that most likely, it was Hodgins whom had stolen the missing evidence. Although originally, the plan was supposed to result in all 3 of their deaths – Bren and Hodgins would have been blown up in the park, and Booth shortly thereafter, blown up while being trapped and alone out at sea. Heather had another reason for using Seeley Booth to get what she wanted, not only did everyone close to him seem to really love and admire him, but he was also known to be one of the FBI's best investigator's – so she knew he was the biggest threat to their freedom and subsequent plan to flee the Country.

"Okay everyone, listen up." Bill began, talking to his Brother, and two bodyguards/henchmen they had hired months ago, and there was one other team member, a woman they had hired when their 'Gravedigger' plot and many of their other illegal operations, had awarded them with more than a few unhealthy admirers. "We need to move on to Plan B since most of the bugging devices we had planted, have already been located and destroyed. Because of this, the trail is officially cold at the moment, but sooner or later they will have to do one of the following, which is when we can make our next move."

"Our lovely couple will either try to, albeit cautiously, return to one of their homes, to regroup, change clothing, etc. Or Agent Booth may attempt to visit his son at some point, or the third and most likely possibility, is the Jeffersonian. They will most likely not be stupid enough to endanger their friends by talking too much, but they do have access to the best technology there, so they may go there to come up with their own plan. So by hiring some P.I.'s of our own, we will eventually have them in our sights again.''

"And that my friends, will be the fateful day that Dr. Temperance Brennan and Special Agent Seeley Booth, will finally be held accountable for their actions. Not only because they are surviving witnesses, but even more so, it was their testimony that had the most impact and all but sealed Heather's fate and resulted in her recieving an extra lengthy prison sentence. Heather wants them taken care of, but wants me to make them suffer the way she is now, being locked up - and helpless to do anything about it."

"Well what about this Hodgins character? Why are you not having him tailed and apprehended as well? He too is a surviving witness, he too testified at the hearing." Sam inquired, a tinge of panic in his voice as he became overwhelmed at the thought of going to Prison forever. Also, wanting to make sure he fully understood the plan.

"Yes, he is and yes, he did. However, Heather does not feel he is a threat to us any longer, and I agree with her. He is the one whom had stolen the evidence in the first place, but in doing that, he now knows that he was almost single handedly responsible for Agent Booth's near death out on that ship. He is so paranoid and caught up in all of his conspiracy groups – that he will be too afraid of causing any more harm to his friends or family, to even attempt to do anything so irresponsible and self serving - ever again." he said as he walked over to the small bar they had in their Suite, and poured himself a hefty portion of Jack Daniels, quickly tossing it back, enjoying the warm burning sensation it left in it's wake.

"Not only that, but do you honestly think that any prosecuting Attorney, Judge or Jury is going to take the testimony of some paranoid conspiracy theorist seriously? Not likely." he said, answering his own question. "Brennan and Booth on the other hand, welll . . . they are both the goody goody type, the type who want to free the world of as many criminals as possible and neither of them will give up until whatever criminal or criminals they are hunting down, are apprehended."

"But . . . unbeknown to them - they have just . . . met . . . their . . . match!"

TBC. . .