Chapter 15. The journey is almost over, folks. With only Bones, Booth, Angela, Trigger, Kate and Manelli alive to get to the pick-up point, will they all make it? Lol. Well, I guess you'll have to read to find out! This is the last chapter but stay advised…there could be a sequel….

The clouds continued to rain down on the people who had a miserable existence at the moment. The vegetation was pelted with heavy droplets and obscured Booth's vision, but that also meant that the sniper's vision was also obscured. The odds were mostly in his favor. Mostly. He could here the faint sounds of blasts coming toward him miles away. The sniper must have been a scout, and radioed in their position. He looked over at Stryker. Anger rushed through him as he stared at his limp body lying on he ground. He had lost three civilians, and two of his men. He was pissed.

"Rawhide 1, this is Foxtrot 9 do you copy? Over." Manelli said, speaking into the phone.

They heard static and he repeated, "This is Foxtrot 9, Rawhide 1, do you read? Over."

"Foxtrot 9, we here you loud and clear. Captain is very pissed at you, you know that Rawhide? Why have you been in radio silence?"

"Kojak, just shut up and listen." Manelli ordered, "Mission has been aborted. Repeat. Mission had been aborted. Bird malfunctioned and we have tango's nipping on our asses. Our coordinates are Echo, Victor, Romeo, zero, niner, eight, five, zero, four, three. Commence pick-up at location Echo, Victor, Tango, zero, five, niner, four, three, four. Also, be advised, there are three civilians, and were minus two. Over."

"Confirmed, Foxtrot. Pick-up is en route. ETA thirty minutes. Out."

Booth ripped the pin from the fragment grenade and told the others to go. Manelli, Angela, Kate and Trigger carrying Bones, bolted. They felt the occasional bullet whiz past them.

"Bingo." Booth muttered, standing up from his crouched position and threw the grenade toward the burst of light coming from the top of a tree. It exploded and he grabbed his binoculars and peered through them as he crouched again.

His muscles were screaming for him to stand. He ignored and put his binoculars away. He seriously wished it wasn't raining. He dropped all of his gear and just took the explosives and his sniper rifle. He slung an M16 over his shoulder and trotted over to the tree, where the sniper was, under the protection of large vegetation. He slinked over toward it and examined the ground around it. He saw the frag grenade had done its job…for the most part. It pierced the tree's bark and shredded its branches, but he noticed footprint in the mud beside the tree. Water had not completely filled inside of it and he lifted his rifle up. It was fresh.

The team continued to run as they zigzagged through the trees and jumped over rocks and dead logs. Trigger felt a thump in his side and his knees gave out. He fell and Bones rolled off his back. She groaned and slowly sat up, her neck throbbing and her vision doubled.

The others stopped and helped them up. Kate gasped as she saw blood start to soak through his jacket.

"You're shot!" Kate squealed the obvious.

Trigger looked at his side in confusion and saw that he seriously just got shot. Manelli looked around them and grabbed Trigger's arm, helping him up. "Come on, we gotta go."

Another shot rang out and Trigger crumpled to the ground again, his chest sporting a nice big hole. Manelli and Angela grabbed each of trigger's arms and dragged him behind a thick tree as Kate led Bones quickly behind some bushes next to them.

Trigger and looked at his chest and his eyes grew big. His breaths were ragged and shallow, and blood started to pour out of his mouth. Manelli quickly put pressure on his chest.

"It's punctured your aorta, Trig." Manelli said, biting his lower lip.

"What kind of doc…are you? Aren't you supposed… to tell… me it's only a freackin… flesh wound, dude?" He said, coughing up blood. He squeezed his eyes shut as a wave of pain washed over him.

Manelli quickly stabbed him with two morphine shots. He cut off his jacket and shirt and the rain rinsed the blood away from his wound, but more replaced it. He looked at his friend and Trig grabbed his hand.

"Is the bone lady alright?" He asked. Manelli barely heard him.

"Yah, T. She's fine."

He nodded and grabbed Manelli's hand, "You have to promise me… that Sgt and the bones lady get… hitched, man. Got it? They… look good together." He choked out with a crooked smile.

Manelli couldn't help but smile. He watched as his friend took his last breath and Manelli reached over and shut his eyes. He yanked off his friends tag and clenched his jaw, "Come on. We have to keep moving." He said, still looking at his dead friend.

Angela nodded and looked over at Kate and Bones. She threw a stick at Kate to get her attention. It hit her in the head and she snapped her head toward Angela. "Hey!" She said, through clenched teeth. She then looked at Trigger, who was leaning against the tree.

"Is…he okay?" She asked, actually worried.

Angela shook her head slowly and saw Kate look down and nod in understanding.

"Where's Booth?" Kate asked, trying to see through the trees.

"I don't know- but we have to go!" Angela said.

They all got up, and Kate helping Bones up, started to run toward the plateau.

…

Booth heard the sniper fire off two shots and found his position. He leaned himself close to a tree and peered through his scope. He saw the Brazilian sniper grab his rifle and trotted back a couple feet and met up with someone else.

"Shit…I can never get a break, can I?" He swore quietly.

Next to the sniper, there were a lot of someone else's…two whole platoons of someone else's stood ready only a few yards away from him. He quickly slung his rifle on his shoulder and grabbed the rest of the claymores and began the task of setting them up. Five minutes later he finished setting them up in strategic places and turned around to catch up with the others.

…

Angela continued to run as she saw the tree's starting to lessen and a clearing could be seen. As she ran, she helped Brennan run. She had insisted she could run and so, not wanting to argue, she let her.

All of a sudden she stopped, holding Brennan back. She regained her balance, and stepped back. Angela looked down and looked at the huge cliff that lay in between them and the clearing.

Manelli stopped as he reached them and walked around Angela to see what stopped them.

"Fantastic." He said. Looking down the steep cliff, it looked like they were about twenty feet up, and a raging river smashed the jagged rocks that lined the bottom. "How convenient…"

Kate continued to run up to the others and looked back in case some one was behind her and hit Angela, causing Kate to fall backwards. Angela lost her balance and slipped. Manelli grabbed her left wrist and he too, started to make a dive. Kate gasped and dove for the ground and grabbed Manelli's ankle. She managed to stop their descent they smashed against the side of the cliff.

Bones shook her head to clear her vision and helped Kate try and pull them back up.

"They're too heavy!" Bones said, ignoring the pain in her neck.

Kate's grasp around Manelli's boot was slipping.

"Pull us up!" Angela yelled, as she clung to Manelli's arm. "Don't drop me!"

"I won't." He said through clenched teeth. He had dislocated his right arm grabbing onto her as she fell, and it hurt like a son-of-a-bitch, but there was no way he'd let her go.

"Grab my other arm!" He yelled.

She brought up her left arm and tried desperately to reach his hand, but couldn't reach it.

"I can't!" She yelled.

Kate's hand slid from Wade's boot and they jerked down a couple inches before she grabbed it again. "My grip's slipping!" She yelled down to them.

"We can see that!" Manelli yelled angrily back at her. He stretched his other arm to try and grab Angela's but couldn't. "Damn!"

Bones stretched her body out on the ground and over the ledge grabbing his other leg. The ledge started to crumble and slide as the rain weakened its infrastructure. Kate and Bones both began to slip with them. They pulled as hard as they could, but their grip kept slipping.

"Hold your breath!" Booth shouted and kicked Kate off the cliff. She screamed and all three of them yelled as they plummeted down the twenty feet and splashed into the river. Bones looked up at him in shock.

Booth grabbed Bones' waist and looked at her, "Two platoons are…" He waited until he heard a huge explosion, and then continued, "two minutes behind. We have to jump. There's no other way."

Bones looked up at him, "This is more than fifteen feet, Booth. The statistics of surviving such a jump would be-"

Booth interrupted her and kissed her. She was surprised at first but kissed him back passionately. They broke apart and he winked at her.

"Never tell me the odds."

He tightened his grip around her waist and jumped.

For a few brief moments, she experienced weightlessness, and Bones didn't like that feeling- of not being in control- and then they finally hit the water. Her body felt like it had just landed on a bunch of knives. The water tossed her around, continuously, and she was slammed into a rock. She grunted and swam up to the surface, gasping for air. She held onto the protruding rock and gathered her wits. Her adrenaline was pumping through her veins and she shook her head to clear her train of thought.

Booth on the other hand didn't necessarily feel like he fell on a pile of knives. He felt like he had been hit by a bus, rolled over the median, hit by another bus, and then somehow a train came in and ran him over. He kicked the bottom of the river and dove to the surface. He felt lightheaded for a brief second and was thrown around into a cluster of rocks. He coughed, and leached onto the rock, looking around for anyone else.

"Booth." Bones called out over the loud crashing of water.

He heard Bones voice and looked over at her clutching a rock so she wouldn't be swept away with the current. In his mind he was figuring out how many minutes they still had left until the chopper arrived. Approximately fifteen minutes. He cursed and dove into the water toward Bones. He popped up next to her and he grabbed her. They somehow managed to make it to the bank. They laid down and tried to catch their breath.

Angela, Manelli and Kate, already on the bank, crawled over to them and hit Booth, lamely. To tired to really even care that he pushed them off a cliff.

"I…hate you." Kate spat, closing her eyes.

"Yah…that makes the two of us…" Booth replied back, sitting up, though his body plainly stated it didn't want to. He looked up at the top of the cliff and saw how far up they really were. Movement caught his eye and he bolted up, grabbing Bones' arm and dragging her up as bullets began to spray the beach.

Kate screamed and Angela and Manelli ran. Booth picked Bones up and slung her over his shoulder as if she weighed nothing, and they all ran. They were finally at the clearing but now; they had nothing to protect them. Nothing to hide behind.

"Drop!" Manelli shouted.

They all dropped and realized that they had been running through tall grass. It was minimal shelter, but it was better than nothing. Booth took off his rifle and threw a cartridge into the chamber and looked through his scope. Shot. And watched as a body fell down the cliff and crashed into the water.

Manelli looked at his watch. Five minutes. He grabbed the sat phone and radioed in, "Rawhide 1, this is Foxtrot 9, do you copy over?"

"Read you loud and clear, Foxtrot. Over."

"We have heavy ground fire, requesting assistance! Over."

"Are you in position to pick-up? Over."

"Yes! So tell the damn chopper to hurry the hell up!" He laid his head on the ground as rounds whipped past him, " Now! Out."

Angela heard the faint sound of thumping in the sky from rotors and she saw the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. An AH-64 Apache and a Black hawk could be seen in the distance.

Booth continued to fire on the ledge and Manelli grabbed a flare and flung it a few feet away from them so the choppers knew exactly where they were. The enemy already knew where they were, the time for concealment was long gone. The choppers came closer and the Apache laid heavy fire on the enemy soldiers, as the Black hawk slowly hovered down and landed on the ground. Booth got up and yelled for everyone to get to the chopper.

Kate didn't have to be told twice. They all ran toward the chopper and four Rangers hopped out covering them. A Ranger helped Kate into the helicopter and then Angela and Manelli.

Bones and Booth made there way over to the chopper, crouched slightly because of the heavy wind from the propellers. Booth heard some of the rangers opening fire and turned to look.

"Bones!"

Bones turned quickly and wondered what the urgency was in his voice when she felt him tackle her to the ground as two gunshots rang off.

She saw him fall and looked at the blood that had splattered on her white shirt. She quickly grabbed his arm and helped him up, seeing that he was bleeding from his neck and back. The four Rangers grabbed both Booth and Brennan and heaved them up on the chopper. Bones hugging Booth with his unconscious figure in her lap.

The four rangers climbed in, and once all were in and the chopper immediately peeled out of there. Manelli crawled over to Bones and Booth and he took off his shirt, being all out of gauze, and ripped it. He examined Booth's neck wound, and slapped him a couple times.

Booth grunted and spit out blood. He coughed and held his neck, which had a gaping hole, though he didn't care. Just as long as his Bones was safe… He looked up at his Bones and smiled. She smiled back. Manelli took a piece of his shredded shirt and wrapped it around his wound. Booth looked at Manelli and pushed his hand away.

"I'm…fine…" He said hoarsely, blooding dripping down his mouth. He coughed and blood poured from his mouth onto the floor.

Manelli looked at the wound, "Shut up Sgt, I'm surprised you're even talking. You're lucky though, a few more centimeters to the right and it would have pierced your carotid."

Booth looked up at Bones, "Are…you okay?" He rasped.

Bones nodded, "All thanks to you, Booth."

She continued to hold him close, as if she held on to him for dear life.

Booth stared outside the open doorway and saw the gruesome scene of a small clearing, holding hundreds of bodies that littered the ground. He assumed it was the remnants of the virus. He closed his eyes and rested his head against Bones. He could finally sleep, and not have to worry about something happening to one of his team…or at least what was left of his team. He opened his eyes. He had lost, Jim Stryker, Mirza Hac, and Stephen "Trigger" Jackson. After he got back to the states, he'd have to be the one to tell their family what truly happened. He also remembered that he'd lost Bill Curtis, the texan that they kind of made fun of, Ryan who was a jackass, and that quiet Evelyn girl who ran off and got herself shot. Even though their deaths weren't technically his fault, he still felt guilty. He knew in the beginning that this mission would go wrong. Next time he got a knot in his stomach before a mission, he'd listen to it. His gut never lied.

Booth's neck and back were on fire. He really hated being shot. This hadn't been the first time, and probably wouldn't be the last. He could never really get used to the idea of being shot. Why would you want to get used to the idea?, He thought. He sighed and looked up at Manelli, "You know, you were right…when we landed …in the Atlantic…whenever you least expect it…shit happens…" He rasped.

Manelli smirked. He watched as they saw Brazil's vast jungle get smaller and smaller. He didn't think he would ever forget this mission. I mean, how many times do you almost get infected by a rampaging virus, or eaten by anacondas or army ants, or fall off a twenty foot cliff with the Brazilian army on your ass? Not very many times. He took a drink of his canteen and hung his head back, "I think I'm going to take a vacation."

He then looked over at Brennan and Booth sleeping in each other's arms. He smiled, "I hope you get your wish, Trig." He muttered.

Kate held her knees and watched the jungle move away from her and looked over at the folks in the chopper. She smiled. She was so excited to get back to city's, cars, shoes, and showers. Glorious shower. She was going home. No more nature, or man-eating snakes. Just, bed's, shoe's, hot showers, perfume, smog, muggings, and manicures. She absolutely loved America and didn't see her leaving it anytime soon.

Angela looked over at Booth and Brennan and smiled at them. She hoped that they would get together, because they were just perfect for each other. Angela closed her eyes and noticed how much she missed home and Hodgins. She did dig Wade Manelli a lot, but she preferred her little lab nerd. She closed her eyes and fell asleep dreaming of hot water, real food, and Hodgins racing his little beetles or whatever.

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~five days later~

"Morning Brennan." Angela said, as Bones walked into the lab. She turned and smiled.

"Good Morning, Angela."

They walked together toward Brennan's office, and Angela stopped in the doorway and watched as her friend sat down and began messing with the hundreds of files on her desk.

"It's good to be back, isn't it?" Angela asked.

"Yes. It's nice to get back into the same routine."

Angela sighed and sat down in front of her desk, "How's Booth doing?"

"He's doing…okay." Bones said, sitting back in her chair and letting out a heavy sigh.

"You miss him, don't you?…" Angela asked, crossing her arms.

"How did you jump to that conclusion? I merely just stated that his health condition was thankfully not critical, but he'll still be in the hospital for a while."

Angela smiled, "You miss him."

Brennan sighed, "Yes. I do." She gave her a half smile.

"How are the others doing?" Brennan asked, changing the subject. In reality, that's all she really could think about was Booth. She knew it was irrational to be thinking of someone all the time, but she couldn't help it.

"Kate's doing fine, I think she's home now. Manelli's still in the hospital. He'll be there for a few more days. He's going to be notifying Stryker, Trig, and Hac's loved ones in Booth's place."

Brennan nodded and then looked at her friend who was watching the TV intently.

Bones looked behind her and saw that the news lady was talking…

The TV spokeswoman said, "…and U.S. National Security adviser Howard Johnson says that Cuba had been planning a direct biological attack against the United States. Cuba hired a group of scientists to test this new virus in Brazil but it broke out of a lab five days ago and a U.S. Ranger team happened to stumble upon it when their C-130 crash-landed in the Atlantic during the thunderstorm Monday night. There were six fatalities, including three American civilians that had survived flight 7304 to Brazil. The plane had been missing for over four days now and presumed to have engine failure and crashed on the border of Brazil. In Brazil, hundreds of thousands are dead and more are infected with this new deadly virus. The U.S. government is now studying the virus and has received information that it was Ebola that had been genetically mutated. More of this after the break."

Bones and Brennan looked at each other. "Let's just hope the virus never outbreaks again…" Angela said, laying back in her chair.

Bones nodded and sighed. Somehow the day seemed brighter than it had the whole three hellish days they were there. Or was it four? She couldn't remember. All she knew was that today was a new day and she was determined to start it off with examining some remains. She also hoped that her day would end with her visiting Booth in the hospital…there was something about him that she couldn't understand. He made her feel different, and she liked that. Though she couldn't put her finger on it, she got up and stretched. There was work to do…

"Welcome back, Brennan." Angela said, and with that she left for her office…

Welp! I hope you liked the Story and I've made the decision of making a sequel. It'll be based in the United States! So, there's a spoiler! I thank you all for the wonderful reviews! This has been fun writing the stry and will definitely write more in the future. ;P

Special thanks to:

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So…I hope you all have enjoyed this story and hope you will read my upcoming sequel! YAY! Have no idead when it'll be posted, for I am going to a HOSA competion Wednesday and won't be getting back until Friday, it might not be up until next wknd. So, review and tell me what you think! (I just hope the ending didn't suck…)