Red Tape (A Bones fanfiction)

Chapter 8

Booth awakes to a cold bucket of water being dumped on his head.

Gasping, he jolts and finds that his arms and legs are tied to a chair. Attempting to open his eyes,  he immediately shuts them due to a blinding light being aimed at his face. Finally being able to open his eyes, he sees he is in a warehouse setting. "God, this is a bit much is it not?" Booth says to the general space before him. Shifting his weight, he groans as a flaring pain shoots its way up his left side. Suddenly, he remembers everything that happened before. Going into the woods, the car explosion, and waking up in the hospital... which now was all an apparent hallucination. 

"Ah, you're awake". 

Booth snaps his head to the direction the voice came from, trying to make out any distinction of a person. 

"Yeah, I am, and I'm not too happy that you've tied me up. Want to undo these and just have a friendly conversation? One that involves me shooting your ass" Booth spits out. 

The voice laughs. "I've heard you're quite the sparky person Agent Booth. Glad to see you live up to that expectation". Footsteps begin to come closer to Booth until he can see the man he's dealing with. 

Someone he has never seen before.

Booth smirks. "You know, in all the times I've been kidnapped, I've never been kidnapped by some random weirdo. Congrats to you for breaking that streak." 

"Funny thing is, Seeley, I typically kidnap people I know somewhat as well. Guess it's both our first times, but don't be nervous. You can call me the Wolf".

"Yeah, I'm not calling you that. Also, don't call me Seeley, no one calls me that." Booth says. 

The man seems to ponder at what Booth said. "Fine, you can call me Chris. And I'll call you whatever I please, you are quite literally my pet right now. I control if you see your wife and child ever again, so what I call you should be the least of your concerns." 

Sucking his teeth, Booth looks at the floor. Racking his brain, he tries to think of how he got in this predicament. He could've sworn that his time in the hospital was real, but this was as real as it gets. 

"Can I know why I'm being held here? And why the hell you blew me up with a car, that was rude quite frankly". 

"Hmmmm no you can't know why. That would defeat the purpose". Chris walks up to Booth and crouches down at his eye level. "You just woke up remembering being in a hospital, correct? Surrounded by your friends and family, being told you were in a coma?" 

Booth looks at him wearily. "Yes, but how did you know that?"

Chris smiles. "Because that is what we designed for you Seeley. Your skills as a Special Agent are invaluable to our mission, but we know the die heard American in you wouldn't even consider joining our side. So, we'll just trick you. In the end, you'll kill for us and do the things we want you to do. It will seem as though you've betrayed your government, your family and friends, but in reality, you have no clue what horrors you've done."

Confused, Booth scrunches his eyebrows together and looks at Chris. "What the hell are you talking about."

"We're going to trick your mind Seeley Booth. You're going to become the most formidable soldier we have. You're going to become a weapon." Chris brings his hand up to Booths cheek and smiles. "You'll eventually forget who you ever were."