A/N: This plot idea popped into my head a while ago. It's kind of disturbing, but I love writing thrillers! Please let me know what you think:)

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones, just this storyline...

CHAPTER ONE

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Temperance Brennan had no idea where she was. Her eyes felt as if they were glued together; held together with an adhesive of torment. She could feel her eyelashes tickle against her skin, but it was so dark in the room that she couldn't be sure if they were truly open or not.

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Momentarily forgetting the darkness of the room, Temperance rolled her eyes back in pain as a wave of pain coursed through her head. She gasped at the shock of it, and tried to suck more oxygen into her clambering lungs. It was then that she felt the device – a large metal prison that extended from her shoulders to her waist and clenched against her body in a twisted form of a hug. Ignoring the pain in her head, she squinted down at the piercing red numbers. It was a clock. It was counting down. Temperance Brennan was attached to a bomb.

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"Bones it's me." Booth said, knocking on the familiar door of his partner's apartment. "Come on, I know you're mad. Just open up, the food's getting cold."

After knocking for what seemed to be ages, Booth sighed in defeat and laid the take out bag on the floor in the hallway. He sat down beside it and rested his head against her door.

"Look, I know you're in there and I'm not leaving until you open up. I didn't mean to tick you off, I just lost my temper. You're right, okay? You're right. I talked to Cullen and he's allowing you to continue to have full access on the mafia case. I just thought… I just thought it would be too dangerous after that hit they had out on you before. I just wanted you to be safe, I mean can you really blame me?" Booth rubbed a hand over his face and smacked the other one against her door.

"Just open up the door, Temperance." He said again.

Booth heard the familiar "ding" of the elevator and looked up to see Angela stepping out. She looked startled at first to see the hunched over man in her best friend's doorway, but when she recognized the figure as Booth her face immediately broke out into a huge grin.

"Booth, what are you doing here?" she asked incredulously, eyeing the take out bag sitting beside him.

"Bones won't open her door. We got into a bit of an argument today, and someone's being a tad too stubborn." Booth said, more to the closed door than to Angela.

Angela laughed at Booth's appearance and watched as he got up. "You uh… you have a key right?" Booth asked, allowing Angela to walk past him and to the door.

"I sure do." She said, retrieving a large cluster of shiny keys from her large purse. "But you wait here first, I'll go in and do damage control." She winked.

Booth nodded and leaned against the far wall as Angela stepped into Brennan's apartment.

"Sweetie? It's Angela, I got your message." She called out, dropping her purse unceremoniously on her friend's large couch. "Booth's outside, you torture that poor man you know?"

Angela walked towards the study, figuring she'd find Brennan typing away on her laptop. However, Brennan seemed to be no where in sight. "Bren, where are you?" she called.

When there was no answer, Angela called out again and searched the bedroom and all other rooms in the house. Puzzled, Angela walked back to the door to face Booth.

"Booth, she's not home, I can't find her anywhere." Angela said absently to Booth, pulling out her cell phone to re-check her messages. "It just doesn't make sense, she left me a message telling me to meet her here."

"And you're sure she's not inside?" Booth asked, peering past Angela to look inside the apartment.

"It's empty." Angela said, walking over to the window. "Look, her car's still here. Maybe she never left the lab."

"I'm going to go check. Maybe she went for a walk or something. Look, give me a call if you hear anything, alright?"

"Yeah, sure." Angela replied. "And Booth?" she called out, just as Booth was heading out the door.

"I'm pretty sure she forgives you." Angela smiled.

Booth shook his head as he headed towards the elevator wondering what his partner was thinking at this exact moment…

"Booth will find me…" she pleaded with her eyes clenched shut. The numbers ticked by unmercifully.

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Please let me know what you think and if I should keep going :)