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Over the loud music that Angela was playing, Brennan heard her phone ringing. Running over to the chair where she had dumped her handbag, she pulled out her phone and checked the caller ID.

Booth.

She pressed the green button and held it to her ear "hey Booth" she greeted him, blocking her other ear with a finger and walking through a corridor away from the noise.

"Bones! You told me you'd call me when you touched down in France" Booth said frantically "I've been calling you and you haven't picked up."

"Yes, I am sorry Booth" Brennan apologized, walking into the bathroom of the apartment. From the window she could see Angela dancing around wildly, her hair flinging and her arms pumping the air as she jumped on the couch. "I got caught up and I really don't understand why I have to call you to check in."

"Because I get worried about you, you're my partner and I don't feel comfortable with you away and me not being there" he explained, slumping down onto his couch. "How was the flight?"

"It was good" she answered "I slept most of the time."

"Of course you did" Booth laughed "when are you going out with Angela's artist friend?"

"Tonight" Brennan said "then I've got a book signing tomorrow."

"Ah Bones, you're a celebrity."

"No I'm not." She laughed at Booth's seriousness but stopped suddenly when she saw someone in the apartment.

"Bones? You ok?" Booth asked.

"There's someone in here Booth" Brennan told him, her voice quivering slightly.

"It's probably just Angela's friend" he assured her.

"No, no it's not" she peered through the glass window and watched on in horror as two men grabbed Angela around the waist. "Oh my God Booth, they've got Angela."

Over the loud music that was still playing, Brennan could here Angela's blood curdling screams.

"Bones talk to me! Come on Bones, what's happening?" Booth asked frantically, pulling a briefcase out from under his couch.

"They're – they're taking her away" she sobbed, her whole body shaking. The front door was left open as Angela was dragged out of the apartment unconscious.

"Temperance, where are you?" He questioned, connecting a cable to his phone and putting it down on the table.

"I'm in the bathroom" Brennan answered, her voice seeming loud in his otherwise quiet room.

"I need you to go into the closest bedroom, can you do that?"

"Yes."

Booth heard footsteps and a door open, then more footsteps and another door before she spoke again.

"What do I do?" Brennan's voice wavered, making her sound so small and vulnerable.

"Go under the bed" he instructed. He heard wriggling then –

"Ok, I'm under the bed." She whispered.

"Temperance, Bones, the next bit is very important ok." Booth ran a hand through his hair and tried to stay calm, for her sake. "You need to listen to me very carefully, ok?"

"Ok." Brennan said, tears streaming down her face.

"In a minute" he took in a deep shuddering breath "they are going to take you."

TBC