7.

"I've been reviewing the victims." Sweets said looking over his hastily written notes. While he may not have looked terribly professional in his casual attire his mind could not be mistaken for anything less than stellar. "We know that all of girls are represented by a different flower, that they all had a different ethnicity as well."

"Is there anything traditional about the flower and the nationality?" Hodgins asked.

"No, I don't think so." Sweets said putting his thoughts together. He reached out for the baby and felt comfort in holding him. He smiled at the baby for a moment, thinking of the parents of the girls on the table and feared for his own baby, the terrible things that go on in the world.

"Sweets?" Booth asked of the troubled young man's expression.

"Huh?" Sweets asked looking up. "Oh right." He said cradling the back in his arms while he pulled up the notes. "He wanted a garden, an assortment of colors and backgrounds. Each of the girls had a very different background. They are all college women, one was majoring in astrology, another in biology, another in dance, my point is I think he wanted a variety."

"Do you think he planned to continue with his…activities?" Booth pondered.

"I think he would have kept going if this one hadn't become detached and floated ashore." Sweets said.

"So we have a serial killer on our hands." Booth said.

"Well if this guy doesn't know we have the bodies, do you think he will go back and visit where he left them?" Cam asked.

"We've got the place staked out. If he does we'll catch him." Booth said.

"I don't think so." Sweets said rocking from side to side with the baby. Soon Booth found himself rocking in the same motion and the two men continued talking as they swayed in the same unheard time.

"Why do you say that?" Booth asked. "Of course we'll catch him."

"No I don't mean that, I mean, well, if someone has a garden, they want it close to their home." Sweets said. "He's probably nearby, and watching."

"Angela, can you pull up what homes are in the area?" Brennan asked.

"Yeah, it's a pretty swank neighborhood, I'm sure there aren't too many." Angela said tapping away. "Okay, it looks like there are about 9."

"Okay, well first thing tomorrow morning, we check them out." Booth said.

"Tomorrow?" Brennan asked.

"Yeah Bones, it's almost nine at night." Booth reminded her. "I'm going to get called into the director's office if I start banging on the doors of some cake eaters at this hour."

"What time is it?" Sweets asked thinking he didn't hear them.

"Yeah, it is late, sleeping beauty." Angela teased Sweets. "But you needed the rest Sweets." She assured him. "However, I'm going to owe the sitter a fortune, so we'd better go."

"Come on Sweets, I'll drive you home." Booth said having the car seat.

"I will pick up Christine from my dad and meet you at home." Brennan told Booth while Sweets very carefully placed the baby in the car seat and snapped him in.

"We can go home with you if you like Sweets." Cam offered.

"No that's okay Dr. Soroyan, I think things will be much better." Sweets assured her.

The group watched as Sweets carefully picked up the carrier and gathered the items though they soon helped. They could see Sweets was picking up the pieces but there was still more road to go.