Chapter 12 – Hostage Situation

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Both Minnie and Zach spun around to face the man the rest of their collegeaus were out searching for right now.

"Nice to meet you," he said evily, taking another step towards them, "I would introduce myself, but I'm pretty sure you already know."

"We know that you brutally killed at least 3 people and then ate them," spat Minnie. She glared at him angrily, while Zach stood next to her looking a bit frightened.

"And they were delicious," he said slolwy, "and now I'm in need of a little favor." He paused for a second to take in the shock on their faces. "Oh don't worry I'm not hungry, but I will be if you don't use this cell phone and call your co-workers." He slid a black cell phone down the lab table, and it stopped right in front of them. Minnie cautiously picked it up."No, not you Minnie, let Zach do it."

"How do you know our names?" asked Minnie nervousy as she handed Zach the phone. The killer just smiled at her. Zach slowly opened the phone, and then stopped.

"Who exactly do you want me to call, and what exactly do you want me to tell then?" he asked.

"Anyone you like, and tell them that I'm right here and would love to talk to them." Zach slowly punched in Booth's cell phone number, seeing as that was the only number he could remember at the moment.

"Zach tell me you found something, we've been loking for this Roger guy for like ever, and can't find him anywhere,"said Booth.

"We kind of know why," replied Zach slowly.

"What do you mean you knida know why?" said Booth slowly.

"Well he's kind here, and he would really like to speak to you."

"What do you mean Roger's there with you?" Booth exclaimed. Everyone else turned around to stare at him, with a terrified expression on their face.

"Okay, I'll put you on," said Zach despite Booth's loud protests. He turned to face Roger, and handed Roger the phone.

"Would I be speaking to Detective Booth?" asked Roger.

"What the fuck are you doing there?"Booth yelled into the phone.

"Tsk, tsk detective, you wouldn't want one of them to loose a finger thanks to your carelessness would you?" Roger said above his laughter.

"Booth give me the phone," yelled Brennan as she yanked the phone away. "Roger, this is Doctor Brennan."

"Nie to meet you Doctor Brennan, or would you prefer I call you Bones?"

"How do you know about that?" stuttered Brennan.

"A tale for another time, now let us get back to business. Your entire team is going to come back to the Jeffersonian, and destroy every bit of evidence you have on this case. You're going to burn the files, burn the bodies, and destroy the Angelator. You will then drop the case."

"And if we don't?" asked Brennan.

"Your two friends won't make it home in one piece," Roger said as he closed the phone. He turned to face the two squints. "Now for some fun."

"What do we do," asked Lindsay nervously, "We can't destroy our casefiles. It would ruin everything. All the hours of work we put in, for nothing!"

"Yeah, well we can't exactly leave them there to die!" said Stella angrilly, "Damm it!" They were all still situated in Roger's apartment.

"Let's act rationally," started Mac, "We'll have to follow procedure. First we'll all get back to the Jeffersonian, and then we'll make copies of all the papers. We'll tell him that we'll burn the papers, but in return we get one person back."

"But what about my Angelator," Angela said interrupting Mac, "Please don't tell me we have to destroy my baby!" When Mac said nothing Angela started to cry, and Hodgins started to comfort her.

"Hopefully we won't get to that," Hodgins said slowly, "Let's just get back to the Jeffersonian. They all gathered up into the two black hummers waiting outside, and drove off. When they finally arrived, they saw quite an unpleasant sight.

"Minnie! Zach!" Peyton exlcaimed running towards the now jammed lab doors. Hanging upside down from the ceiling, which happened to be about 14 feet high, were Minnie and Zach.

"Oh, high guys," replied Minnie waving her arm.

"What are you doing?" asked Stella looking up at the two.

"Oh, we're just hanging out," said Minnie sarcastically.

"This is no time to be funny," yelled Flack, "Where's Roger?"

"He's right here," said a hooded figure moving towards them, "I hate to ruin this lovely conversation, but you guys have some work to do, and we can't really be distracted now because you have quite a bit of work set out of you." He pulled out a roll of silver duct tape, and taped his hostage's mouths and eyes shut, but not before getting an eyefull of spit from Minnie.

"That's our Minnie," said Danny sadly.

"What happens if the rope breaks," asked Lindsay nervously.

"They'll fall head first to the floor, which will either fracture their neck, break their spine, or bash open their heads. It really depends on how they fall,"said Sheldon slowly, "Mac we really have to get them out of there."

"Guess we're just going to have to comply, we can't risk their death," said Mac, which caused Angela to break out in another round of tears. From the corner of the lab room, Roger smiled evily, admiring his wonderful plan.

"To bad those two are going to die anyway," he whispered slowly.

In the room next to him, everyone was scrambling to find every piece of paper that needed to be destroyed. They were trying frantically to make copies, but there were so many files by the time they finished copying everything the rope would have snapped.

"Just burn everything, we can write again, make copies of only the things we can't fill out again: ME reports, picture of the scene, those types of things." Mac told the people around him. Everything that didn't need to be copied was being taken outside, where it would be burned. Danny, Flack, and Stella hauled boxes of papers outside, while Adam, Sheldon, Mac, Brennan, Booth, and Peyton sorted through the numerous files, Hodgins and Angela, even though she was bawling like a baby, slowly started to disassemble the Angelator, and Lindsay waited outside the lab room watching to make sure that nothing happened to them.

"Okay," started Mac as he walked outside, "All the files are here. Cam is searching for the bodies. Some of them have been released, so she's trying to get a judge to allow them to exhume their bodies."

"Guys," screamed Lindsay, "Didn't we have two hours!"

"Yeah," yelled Stella back.

"Then how come he's raising the ropes!" They all looked at each other, and scrambled back into the Jeffersonian. Slowly they could see a masked figure pulling the rope that held Zach and Minnie upwards, making their length from the ground longer. He tied the rope to the edge of one of the lab tables, and walked towards the lab doors, and posted another note.

Note:

I'm getting bored, you have half an hour more, or they die. .

"Guys," started Lindsay, "I don't think that he's going to let them walk. They've seen his face; he's probably going to kill them anyway." They all stood their silently.

"So how do we get them out of there," said Flack looking at Mac, "I mean, no offense, but we kind of relied on them for all the ideas."

"I really don't know," said Mac sadly, "I can't really think of a way out of this, but I have an idea." He ran into Brennan's office, and came back with a post-it note sticker. He stuck it on the door, and motioned for everyone to get away from the door.

In the lab, Roger saw them come back and stick a note on the door. He slowly walked towards the lab door, and started to read the note.

Note:

We don't believe you. We have all the files, bodies, and the Angelator ready to burn. Put them down, and we'll light the match. The minute the fire touches the paper, however, they have be let out of the lab, or we'll stop the fire.

He laughed. If these people thought they could bargain with him, they were very mistaken, but he'd play along. He wrote antoher sticky ntoe, and posted it on the door. The team saw him post another note, and scrambled back to see what it said.

Note:

I don't believe you either. I let them go, and I die. We wouldn't want that now would we? I'll put them on the ground, but I'm walking back to my car with one of them. Once I'm nice, and safe in my car, I'll let whomever I pick go. Deal?

"What do we do now?" asked Lindsay cautiously.

"We make a deal with the devil," said Mac slowly.

AU: Will they live? Will they die? Will I get an A on the math test I'm supposed to be stuying for? All questions will be answered in the next chapter, but only if I get reviews.