"Get him out of here, or I"m going to shoot him," Booth threatened, not for the first time that day.
"Come on, man," Hodgins said, grabbing Sweets' arm. "Let's go for a walk."
Cam reached down and picked up the pad at her feet. Since Booth had last seen her, she'd changed out of the fancy gown into something more comfortable. Looking at the clock on the wall, Booth was surprised to see it wasn't quite 3 o'clock in the morning. Apparently, he'd been asleep longer than he thought.
"You saw her again?" Cam asked after reading the notes Sweet took.
"Yeah. She's still alive. I could see her, could talk to her, and she saw me, but didn't answer the only question I asked her." Booth paced back and forth across the floor, frustrated that he couldn't get more out of the visions he was having. What was the point of them if they didn't help him find her?
"Where she was." It was the only question Cam would have asked, too.
Angela read over Cam's shoulder. "She's going to climb the mountain. And earlier, Booth, you said you felt like you fell?"
Booth nodded.
"I think she's up higher. Higher off the trails. If we can find her car and have a general area, we might be able to figure out which way she went. I talked to her the night before and she was definitely in a hotel. She wouldn't have climbed until the next morning. Since she didn't call at noon, we can assume she fell sometime before then. It might help narrow the area."
Booth sighed, and looked at Angela and Cam gratefully. He opened his mouth to speak, but Cam held up her hand and stopped him. "I told you not to thank me until we found her. And I meant it. When we find her, you're going to owe me the moon, Seeley Booth."
"If you find her," Booth promised, "I'll give it to you."