Here we go once more!

Disclaimer: Don't own Bones...I swear

"Christine, who is that?" Micah asked. Christine recognized the face right away as a man that had caused a lot of trouble for a lot of people.

"That's Christopher Pelant. We studied him in my Criminal Studies class last semester. He is a hacktivist, a murderer, and an evil genius, " Christine remembered from the studies she had done on this man only a few short months ago.

"I'm flattered to hear that the public school system is talking about me, now," Pelant said as he walked toward the girls. "Did the system tell you that your parents were the ones in charge of my case?" he asked Christine as he held her face in his hands.

"What?" Christine asked in disbelief. "That's impossible," she added.

"Oh, it's possible. Your dad had it out for me for a while, especially after I caused you and your mother to go into hiding for months, then broke up his first engagement to her. Guess he and your mother weren't smart enough to figure me out," Pelant continued as Christine's face turned to complete disgust.

"My mother is the smartest woman you'll ever lay eyes on, and my father is right at her level. If you think they can't find you, you're sure as hell in for a rude awakening," Christine stood up for her parents as Pelant began to laugh.

"You have your father's humor. See, that's not going to happen because the minute they step foot into this building, a timer will go off, and an hour after that, the building's going to blow up, along with the rest of the buildings in the area, so once again, they'll have to choose between you and the city. Good luck," Pelant said as he walked out of the room, locking the bolt as he exited.

"Christine, what are we going to do?" Micah asked worriedly. Pelant had scared her.

Christine looked around the dimly lit room with no windows and said, "I have no idea."

The FBI, D.C. police, Arlington Police, and Virginia State police were en route to the building at 8:00 the next morning. Booth and Brennan were following behind. When they arrived at the building, they were greeted by a D.C. police officer.

"Dr. Brennan, Agent Booth, I'm Landon Willis, DC police," he introduced as he shook hands with the two.

"Are you related to Micah?" Brennan asked, recognizing the last name.

"She's my cousin, actually, ma'am," Landon answered grimly.

"They let you work her case?" Booth asked.

"They knew that I would end up working it, with or without their permission, so they left me on," Landon continued as they walked toward the building.

"Witnesses say there was a van that pulled up here at about 4:00 am yesterday morning and there was a man that was hauling two bags over his shoulders. He drove the van off and caught a ride back and he was seen here again at around 10 that morning," Landon updated them with what they had found out on their neighborhood canvass.

"The video arrived in everyone's boxes at the Jeffersonian at around noon, so he stayed here," Booth concluded as he looked at the building.

"We've got officers ready to go in and storm the building," Landon said as he pointed at the team that was standing by.

"I'm going, too," Booth said as Brennan stopped.

"Booth, are you sure?" Brennan asked.

"She's my daughter. I'll never forgive myself if I didn't try to save her," he said as he walked away. Brennan watched as he suited up into the bulletproof vest. He still had the determination in him, and, more importantly, he still loved his daughter.

"Everyone stop!" A voice yelled from the front of the crowd. Booth went to the front as he looked at the monitors.

"What is it?" Booth asked frantically.

"We were running a sensory scan to make sure that there were nothing harmful in the building, and this building has a bomb in it," the man said as he zoomed out and showed Booth the images of the rest of the neighborhood.

"That son of a bitch," Booth muttered. "He rigged all of the buildings," he added as he looked up at the window once again. Pelant had heard the muttering below him and smiled sneakily as he pressed his button on his timer. In one hour, the bomb would explode, killing anyone and everyone in his way.

"Christine, we have got to get out of here!" Micah said frantically.

"I know," Christine said as she looked around the room, trying to find something to let them out. She had an idea as she pulled a bobby pin out of her hair and raced to the door.

"What are you doing?" Micah asked.

"I read in this book one time about this girl who was kidnapped and she broke out of the room by picking the lock with a bobby pin," Christine said as she bent toward the door and stuck the bobby pin in the keyhole.

"Seriously, Chris? We're locked in a dark room, there's no windows, and you seriously want to use some trick that may not even work?!" Micah yelled.

"Yes, because if this doesn't work, then we've got nothing! We're going to be blown up in this building, so forgive me if I'm trying to save our lives for once!" Christine blew up as she looked at her friend. Micah was stunned. Christine had never spoken to her like that before. Micah slumped down next to the door as Christine continued to pick the lock. There was a moment of silence before Christine sighed.

"I'm sorry. I'm just scared," she said.

"Me too," Micah replied. The silence continued as Christine continued to try to break them out.

"We're ready to go in," the head of the bomb squad said as he looked at his crew assembled before him: three of his own officers, Officer Willis, and Booth. He nodded his head as he counted down before they opened the door. Booth was the last one in as he looked at Brennan, who was standing in the back with the rest of the police, and shut the door behind them. Booth, Willis, and another officer went to the second floor, while the other three officers headed down to the basement. Booth heard a clicking in the only room on the floor. He turned around to his guys with him and counted down. Willis kicked down the door and found Pelant's headquarters.

Video monitors were in front of them, showing all of the rooms in the building. Booth picked up Pelant's coat and said, "We just missed him." The officers looked around as Booth kept watching the video monitors, waiting for a sign of his daughter. Finally, the third time it clicked through, he saw two girls in a dark room. One looked asleep next to the door, while the other was attempting to open the door. "They're here!" Booth exclaimed as Willis rushed over to the monitors. Right when he got there, they suddenly shut off. Booth panicked for a second, then realized what had happened once he heard, "Agent Booth." He slowly turned around, kept his hand on his holster, and came face to face with Christopher Pelant. He was holding a remote in his hand, Booth knew, for the bomb.

"Hello, Pelant. Nice to see you again," Booth said cordially. "Boys, give us a minute, will ya?" Willis and the other officer slowly backed out and shut the door behind them, leaving the criminal and the agent alone.

Hopefully, I'll be able to get in one more update before I head out of town for the week, but if not, enjoy this lovely cliffhanger! ;)