Okay this is my new fic. It is another angst filled story because I really can't write fluff very well.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bones or its characters but I can dream.

Rated T for some violence and language.

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Chapter One.

She struggled desperatley against the strong arms which had managed to force her body backwards and down into the bathtub. She had been taken by surprise with no opportunity to defend herself. As her head hit the bottom of the tub she yelled out as she was temporarily stunned by the blow. She clawed at the arms, causing the slightly darkened skin of her attacker to turn a bright shade of red as she drew blood. She thrashed hard like a fish out of water but his grip was strong, far too strong for her to have any kind of chance against. Regaining her senses it was then she was aware of the terrifying predicament she was in. Panic struck her again as the realisation finally dawned on her and the fact that she was now completley submerged with no-one to save her.

The water was rushing around her. She felt her ears pop as large amounts of water entered in. Instinctively she opened her mouth to scream but no sound escaped her lips. Slowly starving of oxygen she tried to take a breath in but the only thing that escaped was a stream of small bubbles as water surged in. Her lungs were burning in agony as she quickly felt her air supply dimishing by the second. She looked straight up at her assailant but the black figure was just a blur. From underneath the swirling water all she could tell was that he was male, tall with dark hair. His large hands still had her in a vice like grip with no intention of letting go. Her vision began to rapidly darken as unconsciouness consumed her Please someone help me was her last thought as she drifted into a peaceful slumber.

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The man smiled maliciously as he kept a firm grip on his victim. She had fought hard, she had scratched him even but she was no match for him. He had caught her unaware as she drew her bath that evening. He had come for something important and he would have been happy just to have taken what was necessary, but those were not his orders. His very instructions were to make sure she wasn't left alive, and he had to do what he was told. The aroma of vanilla and lavender as he had entered the bathroom overwhelmed him so much so he even had to stifle a cough. It was then that he saw her there, leaning over the bath dressed in just her bathrobe completley oblivious to his presence. He leered at her. She was very pretty he would give her that. No! I have to complete the task at hand. It did rather pain him to have to take her life, but at this moment in time his life was far more important then hers. He watched, satisfied when her flailing limbs began to severley weaken. Eventually she became still, and the gurgling ceased. It became obvious she had lost consciouness leading to her iminent death. He released his hold on her quite certain he had achieved his goal.

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Her eyes closed as she sank deeper and deeper into oblivion. She could feel herself floating down an endless path. Her surroundings were the purest of white. At least here she felt no pain, she was at peace. Maybe this place was heaven, and even though she didn't believe in such a place she was sure it would be like paradise. As she neared the end of this path she gasped in amazement at the angelic figure hovering in front of her. It's arms were out stretched beckoning for her to come closer. Mom She was so near her goal when another pair of hands grabbed hold of her. Unlike those which had held her before these were much more gentle. Instead of holding her down they were pulling her up, from underneath what seemed to have been her almost watery grave. As soon as her head was clear she coughed and spluttered gasping for air she so desperatley craved.

"Bones! Bones!" Came the familiar voice she had over the past two years grown to depend on so much.

The next thing she remembered was her rescuer lifting her into his warm arms, but then the sudden coldness of the tiles hit her as he laid her down on the bathroom floor. She rolled her head to one side as water still trickled out from the corner of her mouth. She struggled to open her eyes, squinting as the bright light directly above her shone down. He was hovering over her touching her, stroking her hair then caressing her cheeks.

"Hey Bones wake up." He checked her pulse, and even though it was very weak he was satisfied with the fact she was at least still alive. He then exited the bathroom but soon hurried back with a couple of blankets he had managed to locate in a storage closet. He wrapped her up tightly and carried her into the bedroom placing her on the bed. "It's okay Bones, I'm here." He reassured her as he continued his inspection of her body for any other injuries she may or may not have suffered throughout her ordeal. He didn't know what had took place here tonight but for now her safety was of the greatest priority.

He had only come by on the off chance. He had some casefiles to deliver which couldn't wait until the morning. After calling her cell what seemed like a hundred times he had begun to worry. She was his partner. No, she was more then that, she meant more to him then she would ever know. Hurrying to her apartment he failed to notice the well dressed man coming towards him from the direction of her apartment. He dismissed him as just another tenant going about his business. Upon arriving outside her door, a terrifying gut reaction told him something was seriously wrong. After recieving no response from several loud knocks on the door, he took it upon himself to force his way in. He drew his weapon from his holster as he carefully searched her place. It was deathly quite, too quite. He was almost scared that something was not right with this situation. The light emenating from the bathroom though told him that was where she possibly could be. She must have been taking a bath, maybe that was why she was unable to answer her cell, or the door for that matter. "Bones!" he shouted hoping to get her attention. "Bones! Are you in there?" but there was still no answer from the otherside of the door. It didn't feel right just barging into the bathroom, especially if it turned out to be a false alarm. He was sure she would kick his ass for invading her privacy like that. Oh well that was a chance he would have to take. He pushed the door wide open, but the scene that he was confronted with alarmed him sending him ino a state of panic. His Bones laying in the bath completley submerged, her eyes closed. Her auburn hair splayed out around her. Her delicate skin deathly pale and her lips an ugly shade of blue. Without further hesitation he grabbed hold of her pulling her to the surface, silently praying he was in time.

His words he spoke were both soothing and comforting and it was from these words she knew she safe. His next reaction was to grab for his cell and he frantically dialled 911.

"911 What is your emergency." Came the soft voice of the operator.

"Yes this is Special agent Seeley Booth with the FBI. I require medical attention immediately."

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Okay what do you think? Of course you will get to know more in the upcoming chapters.