Bones Fanfic - Chapter 12Chapter 12:Friend or foe?Bones Fanfic - Chapter 12 by ~XGoth-angelX
It was cold.
Complete darkness surrounded me.
I pierced my ears in the hope to catch a sound, but was greeted with an impermeable silence.
I had no awareness of my current state, well except that I was still bound and gagged.
Was I still in the warehouse? Back in the car trunk, or stuck in the ground?
As far as I knew, Patrick thought he'd killed me.
Which raised the question of what had gone wrong, to my luck.
I closed my eyes again, pretending to be asleep, or dead, as the door opened. I tensed as I heard Patrick's voice.
"I just don't see why we have to wait to move! That stupid low life nothing of an FBI Agent should be dead if you did your job right and I can most definitely get her to..." I continued to listen as he was interrupted.
"No, you can't! Three different FBI teams are on this one, Patrick! You can't move her without being spotted! For crying out loud we are in the middle of the city! There is no way you can..." The sound of the other
Bones Fanfic - Chapter 11Chapter 11 : Danger on the looseBones Fanfic - Chapter 11 by ~XGoth-angelX
I stood there, completely paralyzed.
My surroundings suddenly seemed so far away and everything was colder.
Dead. Patrick. Escaped.
The words caused my whole body to shake and right before I hit the ground, I felt two strong arms catching me.
"I gottcha," I heard Booth say. "He won't get you, Bones. He'll have to get through me first."
His promise put me somewhat at ease, knowing that Booth was there to protect me when I couldn't, knowing that he was there for me.
"FBI offered a surveillance patrol and two agents on duty 24/7, and I'm also looking out for you."
I sighed in annoyance. "Booth I don't need your protection." I argued.
Shaking his head Booth replied. "No, You don't want protection, you need it though."
Realizing there was no way my partner would let go, I accepted his offer.
"Ok, what do you want us to do?! Go back to my now, over secured, apartment in the hope they catch Patrick soon? IF they catch him at least."
Bones Fanfic - Chapter 10Chapter 10 : The final decisionBones Fanfic - Chapter 10 by ~XGoth-angelX
Stubborn, I shook my head again.
"No." I replied. "I'm where I want to be."
He sighed and took a step forward, closer to me and tilted my head upwards with a single knuckle under my chin.
"Temperance," He pleaded. "You can't keep running, I'm here to help you now and I also will be there in DC. I'll always be right behind you, just .please."
As I looked at him, I saw a softened glance in his brown, reassuring eyes. Something that was always there when he was being honest with me.
I leaned a little closer into a comforting embrace he offered, my back stiffening slightly as he closed his arms around me.
My head rested in the crook of his neck, purely exhausted from our arguing.
After a few minutes, I finally gave in.
To be honest with myself, I wanted to go back to DC.
I wanted to be able to close this chapter for once and for all.
To let the scares heal. Literally.
"Ok." I mumbled, and suddenly Booth pulled away a little, something changed in the gli
Bones Fanfic - Chapter 16Chapter 16 : Breaking PointBones Fanfic - Chapter 16 by ~XGoth-angelX
By the time I got home it was almost 9 pm. Frustrated and not wanting to face my partner again, I had pulled myself of to limbo, spending the rest of the day accompanied by the dead and quickly losing my track of time while I worked.
Sighing I dropped my bag onto the ground and removed my trench coat and shoes before moving towards the kitchen, but as soon as I reached the fridge I realized I wasn't really in the mood for cooking nor hungry due the late lunch Angela had dragged me off to when she had found me. Pouring myself a glass of wine instead I turned on the CD-player and settled myself on the couch, my foot popped on the coffee table and my laptop nestled on my lap as I sifted through my e-mails. 31 mails, not bad for haven't looked for two days.
Luckily most of them where just spam asking me to donate to some unpronounceable and unexciting cause. One of a professor in Oxford asking to do another reading on anthropology, I politely declined. A few fro
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