A/N well here we are at the last chapter. I have enjoyed writing this even if it was very angsty.

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Chapter 24

Parker threw himself into his fathers arms when they were reunited at the hospital. Angela had driven Booth back there to be with Parker, and now she could only smile as they were wrapped in a father/son loving embrace. "Daddy why did you leave me?" Parker sobbed.

It was then guilt plagued his mind. How could I have done it? How could I have abandoned my son like that? He is all I have left in the world and I am all he has too. Booth gazed into the eyes of his son as he continued holding him close. "I am so sorry Parker. I will never leave you again, you hear me, never."

Parker just nodded but then leant his head into his fathers shoulder as they continued the endearing embrace.

Angela continued to watch silently from across the hall. Words could not describe how she was feeling right now, she could only hope the man who had destroyed their lives was going to burn in hell.

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Two days later.

Cullen had been apprehensive about raising the issue regarding Carlos the man who indirectly had been responsible for Dr Brennan's untimely demise with Booth. Since her death Booth had been confined to his apartment with Parker. Cullen had ordered he take some compassionate leave and that he would need a psychological evaluation before being able to return to duty. He did however now have questions which needed to be answered. He had felt it unnecessary to put the Agent through anymore grief when he had first found out about what had happened concerning his partner. Now however it was adament he get a statement regarding the events.

Booth lazily opened the door, squinting as the streak of sunlight beamed through the gap in the front door. "Sir. What are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry to get up so early Agent Booth, but we're here to collect a statement from you."

"Can't we do this later? I really can't be dealing with answering questions right now."

"Booth! I know it's been a rough few days but the sooner we present evidence to the DA the sooner these bastards will be behind bars for a very long time."

Booth huffed then sidestepped from the doorway to let the three men through. Cullen placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "We will get them put away Booth I can assure you."

Booth shrugged "It won't bring her back though will it?" Even a life sentance dished out to these bastards won't bring my Bones back.

Cullen sympathized with the Agent, yet he couldn't help but feel that he was ignoring his own personal duty to punish these individuals. "This is about justice Agent Booth and I thought you of all people should know that."

Booth gave a long sigh. "What do you want to know?"

"Everything," came his answer.

It took over two hours for him give the statement. From describing every detail from when he arrived at the mansion to him waking up in the hospital. "Sir." It seemed by getting that off his chest he had perked up. "I want to be there when you question Carlos?"

Cullen shook his head vigorously. "I don't think so. You are on compulsory sick leave. I don't want to see you near headquarters do you hear me? You just let me deal with Carlos. I'll have Johnson and Thompson questioning him, so you don't need to worry about a thing."

Booth wasn't taking no for an answer. "I said I want to be there when you question that worthless piece of shit."

"AGENT BOOTH!" You are far too emotionally attached to this case and you will respect my decision."

"Sir this is the man who is responsible for Dr Brennan's death. Also there are certain things I need to know. Please just make this happen."

Cullen relented "I'll see what I can do. I won't promise anything though." Cullen stood up to leave but then remembered he needed to ask one more thing. "Now there is one more question I need to ask. Have you recieved any word about when you can start with the funeral arrangements? It's just i'd like to attend if that would be okay with you."

"Once they release her body from the hospital then i'm going to help Angela with the preperations. As soon as I know i'll be sure to let you know."

"Thanks Booth."

Booth managed a half hearted smile "No sir, thankyou."

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Booth didn't think he could have hated anyone as much as Carlos, but just seeing him through the glass of the interrogation room made him sick to the stomach. All Booth wanted to do was to march straight in there and rip his heart out like he had done to his. He had already taken two people he cared about from him, Rebecca and his Bones.

He wished he had been the one questioning Carlos, and although Cullen had pulled some strings to have him there he wasn't going to be allowed in the room, instead he had no choice but to be outside and listen as the two appointed Agents asked the harsh questions. Diego and Munch were still in the hospital recovering from their injuries, it was a pity that they would at least survive though.

Now though as he listened as the Agents asked him over and over again his recollection of the events and why he did what he did, he narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists as to how casual Carlos explained everything. It didn't matter too much, this guy was going down for four counts of murder, assault of a federal agent, kidnapping, the list was endless. What Booth specifically wanted to know and it was eating him up inside was what happened after Brennan escaped from the mansion. What exactly Carlos had done to her and why he had left her to die in that pool.

Booth cursed as to how the interrogation was being handled. His throat was constricting and he felt he couldn't breathe, it was then he took it upon himself to ignore protocal and in one swift movement he barged his way into the room and immediatley grabbed for Carlos.

"Agent Booth!" Carlos taunted as he saw the Agent bolting towards him. "I was wandering when you were going to show. Thought you'd get in on the action huh? It's not going to do you any good though. I wasn't talking to these two losers and I certainly ain't talking to you."

Booth felt his blood boil and he hastily pulled him into a standing position and forced him roughly against the wall. He pushed his elbow against his throat cutting of his air supply. The other agents shocked at to how high his levels of anxiety were took a step back. They knew that this scumbag had killed his ex girlfriend and his partner and so made no attempt to stop him.

Booth's face was bright red as he pressed harder and harder causing Carlos to choke.

"Booth!" one of the Agents yelled as now there was concern he was going to do something he would regret.

"Shut-up Johnson," he snapped.

Turning his attention back to the struggling scumbag in his grasp he continued. "What did you do to her?" was now his only question.

Carlos looked at the agent, his eyes full of malice and struggled to talk. "I-I don..."

"What was that?" Booth asked. He released his arm slightly enabling him to talk.

"I don't know what the hell you are talking about!"

"Before you decided to dump her in the pool while she was still unconscious asshole. What did you do?"

"What makes you think I did anything?" Carlos sneered.

"Booth moved his arm and now grabbed his throat squeezing it harshly. "Because I know what you wanted from her and I need to know. Did you force her?"

Carlos smiled to himself evilly. "Force her to do what Booth?" He knew excatly what the agent was trying to say.

"Into having sex. Did you rape her?" It had been the question he feared to know the answer too. Even if she was dead he needed to know she hadn't been subjected to such violation aswell.

"What if I did?" Carlos then asked unexpectantly.

Booth squeezed his hand around his throat harder and Carlos could feel the room beginning to blur. "Because if you did then you will be leaving this room with one less part of your anatomy."

Carlos gasped for air as Booth again released his grip. "Dr Brennan was a fine woman and as much as I would have loved to have screwed her. I unfortunatley never got around to having that pleasure. She was far too feisy for her own good and in the end it cost her dearly. I have to say i'm sorry she's dead though. I sure as hell thought you would have saved her, you know being the hero and all." Carlos could see the Agent struggling with his own emotions therefore he couldn't help but taunt him further. How does it feel Booth knowing you couldn't save her? That she is going to become one of those rotting corpses she dedicated her whole life studying."

Booth on hearing those malicious words couldn't help but continue strangling the bastard. The room was spinning and Carlos felt weak and dizzy.

"Hey Booth!" thats enough. Thompson decided it was time to intervene and he tried desperatley to pry Booth's hands away from Carlos' throat.

Booth relented. As much as he wanted to kill this sonofabitch with his bare hands he knew that would never be justice enough.

Carlos doubled over gasping for much needed oxygen as he gripped his throat which was now beginning to bruise from Booth's strong grip.

A tear ran down Booth's cheek. This guy has taking everything from him, he couldn't bare it, the thought of ending his own life overwhelmed him. Then he thought of Parker and he realized that he still had his son, even among the pain and heartache he was feeling he still had Parker, and they would need to take care of each other.

"You're fucking crazy Booth. That bitch really did have some hold over you didn't she?"

"Can it asshole," Thompson snapped again at Carlos.

"I have no regrets for what I did Booth. I'd do it again in an instant."

Booth balled his fist and then hurled a punch at Carlos. A loud crack was heard and Carlos' nose broke blood gushing from it as he clutched it screaming in agony.

Booth whispered a threat to Carlos. "I am personally going see to it that they gave you the needle. No more living for you." Then he strolled from the room, vowing silently to keep his promise.

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The next three days had been the worst days of his life. Parker had been suffering from terrifying nightmares and Booth felt he needed to see a child psychologist to help him deal with the trauma he had endured. Cullen had then called to inform him that Brennan's body was going to be released and that they could now plan the funeral. He had never thought he would see the day where he was helping arrange the final journey of the woman he was secretly in love with.

"Booth." Angela grasped his arm. "You don't have to do this you know. I can get Jack to help." Booth had asked Angela over to his apartment so they could go over the plans. He wanted to make sure the day was going to go as smoothly as possible.

"I'm fine Angela." He tried his best to put on his alpha male act but inside he was dying.

"It seems Bren already had everything set out in her living will. What kind of funeral she wanted. What kind of flowers, songs and the fact that she requested to be buried next to her mother."

"Booth wasn't really listening, her voice was muffled as he slumped himself down on her couch. Who plans their own funeral at thirty one years old. He thought to himself.

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The day had come sooner then he expected. That morning Booth picked up his suit from the cleaners. It was his best suit, but he figured he would only wear the best for her. Parker had refused to dress in his suit and Booth was getting rather agitated. "Parker I need you to get ready bud. The car will be here in twenty minutes."

"I don't want to go!" he yelled.

"Parker be respectful. You have to go there is no-one else to take care of you."

"I don't want to see Dr Bones, it'll be too sad."

Booth didn't understand what Parker was going on about or where he had gotten that idea."Bud why do you think you will need to see Dr Bones?"

Parker sobbed. "When Nathan's Lowery daddy died, his mommy took him to see him and he said it didn't look like his daddy anymore and he was really freaked out."

Booth couldn't shake that image but knew Parker had nothing to worry about. He crouched down in front of him helping him button his shirt and then straighten his tie. "We're not going to have to see Dr Bones Parker. I promise."

He had been grateful that Brennan had requested a non religious memorial service at a designated funeral home, then with a burial at the local cemetary. As much as Booth felt the need to see when he was at the hospital it was more to say goodbye more then anything. Now though he would never have dreamt of seeing her there lying in a casket. That mental image would have haunted him forever.

One hour later as he was seated in the small chapel and the service was underway he glanced around. Angela and Hodgins were sat directly behind him and she had been crying ever since they had arrived. Hodgins had comforted her best he could, but even he didn't know how to support someone who's best friends life had been ended by a vicious killer.

Zach sat on the opposite side of the room. Tears beginning to form as he thought of his teacher, mentor and friend. She had after all taught him everything he knew and for that he would be eternally grateful.

Booth then noticed Cullen and his wife their heads lowered in grief. He also saw an unexpected person accompanying them. Caitlin.

Cam sat at the back, alone. It had been true that she and Brennan had on some occasions hadn't always seen eye to eye, but even she had to to admit Brennan had been a brilliant forensic anthropologist and someone who Booth dearly cared about. He couldn't hide it, she may not have been a genius but she knew what Brennan really meant to him.

Booth's biggest regret was not being able to locate her father and brother. It was going to be the biggest shock of their lives when they next made an appearance only to find out that her father had lost his daughter and Russ had lost a sister.

After the service they drove to the cemetary. It was the bleakest of days, dark clouds hung over head with every threat of rain. The trees blew in the wind, along with leaves as fall was now nearing.

They gathered around the ivory and gold trimmed casket Brennan herself had asked for. The priest began the ceramony and now Booth felt the tears streaming down his cold, pale face as he tried his hardest to keep his composure. Parker was trembling and gripped his father hand more tightly.

"It's okay daddy," he reassured the man standing tall beside him whilst he himself was sniffling. Booth felt raindrops drip on his shoulder as the priest concluded leaving the squints now all united in grief.

Angela was the first to approach the casket and she layed a white rose down. "Goodbye Brennan." Hodgins followed, then Zach, then Cam. She turned to Booth and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I'm so sorry Seeley." Booth didn't know how to answer her instead he stood there with a blank expression.

Cullen spoke next. "Agent Booth. I just wanted to let you know that even though Dr Brennan in my eye was just another squint, she was the strongest, bravest woman I have ever known."

"Thnakyou sir." He hesitated for a split second "I see you are still taking care of Caitlin," he then asked gazing down at the child.

"We are doing more then that Booth. We have decided to adopt Caitlin. She is going to bring us so much happiness."

Booth managed a smile. He knew that his boss had gone through the same grief when his very own daughter Amy had died. "That's really good news sir. Caitlin deserves some real happiness. I'm sure she will be really happy."

Once everyone was done they said their goodbyes to Booth. Angela stepped across to Booth "Em Hodgins is having a little get together at his place. You're more then welcome to come along."

Booth grabbed her hand "I don't think so Angela, but thanks for asking."

"O-Okay," she replied in a disappointed tone. "Well if you change your mind then you know where we are."

"Yeah thanks," he whispered softly.

Once everyone had dispersed from the burial site. Booth was able to have a private moment alone, just him and Parker. He looked down at his son who handed him the red rose he had been holding. "Here daddy," Parker said. "Aren't you going to give Dr Bones this."

"Yes Parker." He took the rose and placed it on top of the casket. He rubbed his hand the length of it finally succumbing to the awful truth that he was never going to see her lovely smile, or beautiful face ever again. They would never bicker, or never have their chats at the diner after a daunting case. Tears fell and he quickly wiped them away. "I know I never got the chance to tell you Temperance, but I love you." He threw himself down on the casket crying loudly." I loved you from the first day I met you. I'll never stop loving you and until we are together again, goodbye my love."

Parker wrapped his arms around his father waist. He glanced up at his father who steadied himself ready to leave. "Don't worry daddy. Dr Bones is with mommy now, sleeping with the angels."

Booth picked up Parker carrying him in his arms "Yes Parker you are right she is..."

THE END.

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A/N Okay well I finally completed hope you enjoyed. I apologise again for killing off Brennan. Just one last thing to say Happy holidays to everyone.