Dr. Sayoran's Office

[argyle_princess]

It would have been hard to miss Angela's scream. Maybe -- maybe -- if you were deaf. But Hannah kind of thinks you'd have heard it anyway.

She bolts out of her chair and starts for the door.

"Miss Griffith, I need you to stay here, please," says the guard, moving between her and the open door, reaching for his radio.

"That was -- I have -- what's going on? I'm not going to --"

"Miss Griffith, calm down, please. I need to you stay here."

Most of the chatter into his radio is in code, or pseudo-military guard speak, which might as well be code, for all Hannah understands. It is a few minutes before he turned back to her.

"No one's hurt."

Hannah eyes him, skeptically. "I heard Ang--someone scream."

"Just startled. Please wait here, Miss Griffith."

Hannah doesn't buy it, but she sits back down. And when the guard outside the door is suddenly joined by a second, she buys it even less.

There's a journal open in her lap, but Hannah isn't reading it.

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[dr_temperance]

Brennan enters Cam's office, walking rather more quickly than she usually does.

"Hannah, I need you to gather up whatever you have with you and come with me," she says without preamble.

[argyle_princess]

"OK," says Hannah, slowly.

There isn't much. A couple of journals, the laptop, her purse.

"Can I ask where we're going?"

[dr_temperance]

Brennan glances over her shoulder, and closes the office door before sitting down across from Hannah.

"Booth and I want you to stay in Milliways until this situation is resolved or until we can get you home."

She takes a deep breath.

"Things are.....escalating in regards to the Epps case. We think this is the best way of keeping you safe."

[argyle_princess]

"So the Jeffersonian's not safe anymore, and I'm hiding at the end of the universe?"

Hannah pauses.

"That was Angela, wasn't it? What happened? Is she OK?"

[dr_temperance]

"She's okay. Shaken up, but okay."

It doesn't even occur to Brennan to be vague or evasive about what happened. It's neither helpful, or, in the long run, reassuring.

"A package addressed to Angela was brought in via bike messenger. It was a human heart--we don't know whose. The article from the Sentinel was with it."

[argyle_princess]

"I . . . um . . . "

Hannah trails off, looks away.

"How mad is Agent Booth?"

[dr_temperance]

That actually elects a faint smile from Brennan. It certainly didn't take long for Hannah to have Booth pegged.

"Mad. He and Cam are looking into it now."

Brennan does not envy whoever it was who sent that package on through. Thank God Epps has never displayed an affinity for bombs.

Except that a bomb would be inelegant. Coarse. No fun.

"We thought you'd be safe enough here, but now..." Brennan shakes her head. "We don't want to take any chances. Do you understand?"

[argyle_princess]

Hannah nods, slowly.

"Yeah. The person who has indicated that killing me would be, you know, not an unfun activity for him has breached security here, so I'm being moved to a more secure location. I understand."

She puts the journals into the laptop case.

"Someone will tell my mother something?"

[dr_temperance]

"Precisely."

And if anything happens to Hannah at Epps's hands, Brennan knows that she'll never forgive herself.

"Booth and I thought you'd be more comfortable, not to mention ultimately safer, in Milliways than in an FBI safe house. Which is what we intend to tell your mother and Cam, Hodgins, and Zach."

[argyle_princess]

"OK," says Hannah. "Just catch this guy, please."

Preferably before she's supposed to graduate from high school.

[dr_temperance]

"We will."

We don't have any other logical option.

"And we'll check in with you whenever we can. Angela, Booth, or me."

Brennan stands up. "Let's get you into the bar."