Hodgins was packing his climbing gear when Angela found him, her arms full of gear of her own.
"Wow, babe," Hodgins said. His eyes widened as he moved to take some of the items from her arms. "Where did you get all of this stuff?"
Angela smiled. "I beg, borrowed, and stole most of it," she admitted with no trace of guilt. "I got a tent you can use. It's only one person, but if Brennan is really hurt it might take you a while to get back to the car."
She pulled another item out of the pile. "Here's a sleeping bag, also for Brennan, some blankets and some food you can carry up the mountain with you. I also found a couple of packs you and Booth can use to put everything in."
"And you begged and borrowed most of this stuff?" he asked suspiciously.
"Well, I stole most of it actually. You'd be surprised what's hidden in the nooks and crannies around here."
"No, I probably wouldn't," he said. He thought of all of the things he'd stolen from various departments over the years.
She looked over at his gear. "Do you have what you need?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I do. I mean we don't have much to go on here, other than these visions. I'm assuming she didn't fall far, if all she has is a broken leg, but…" he trailed off, not giving voice to the other scenarios that had been running through his head.
Angela placed her hand on his cheek and kissed him gently. "I'm trusting Booth on this one. If he says all she has is a broken leg and a cut on her head, that's all she has. You just have to find her before she gets more than that."