Green Beer and Fluffernutter posted by rabidauthor [07/10/2007]

Yea, that's right, GB&F is back! How to put this story in words? Basically, Booth and the Squints in an Irish Pub on St. Paddy's Day... need I say more?
The sequel will be posted once all the chapters for this are up

Pairings: BB, HA, ZOC, and slight Scam

Rating: everywhere from K-T, don't think I hit M in this one

Disclaimer: i own all the characters- yea that's right- i own them all!!!! mwhahahahahahahahahaaaaa rolls eyes seriously? if i owned them would this be here?



Ch.1- It's St. Patty's Day!!!!

“OW!” cried Dr. Temperance Brennan spinning around. She turned to see her friend and co-worker Angela Montenegro dressed head to toe in green. From her knee-high green boots to her green eye shadow.

“Come on sweetie! It’s Saint Patrick’s Day! And don’t even tell me ‘I don’t know what that means.’.“ she added, narrowing her eyes.

“I know what St. Patrick’s Day is Ange.” Temperance said with a roll of her eyes. “I’m not completely in the black you know.”

“Dark Brennan…not completely in the dark.”

“Whatever. What’s the big deal anyway? It’s a religious holiday people have turned into an excuse to drink and party” she said turning back to her computer.

“Speaking of drinking and partying…” Angela started.

“Oh God. Why do I have a bad stomach feeling about this?”

“Gut feeling, gut feeling, good try though. Anyway- you , me, Jack, Zack and Cam are going to O’Brien’s Irish Pub tonight and getting smashed in honor of this great day. And you will wear green.”

“But I have work to do!” Brennan cried.

“It’s the weekend honey. What work would you possibly do?”

“Well I have to….I must have something to do.” she mumbled looking through her files.

“You don’t so it’s settled. We’re meeting here at 7 so go home, get ready because I expect you here on time, in green, and ready to go.” she said walking out the door. “Oh- and invite your knight-in-shinning-standard issued FBI body armor.” she added with a wink.

“Oh God.” Brennan mumbled to herself. Looking at the phone she debated over whether to invite Booth or not.

Posted 07/10/2007 05:45:02 PM by rabidauthor

Here's the latest chapter! Oh- and my muse lives on reviews- so if you want this story to continue you better feed her...
also- sorry for any grammar erros/spellling errors- i suck at both lol

Disclaimer: it still applies...

At 7pm the Brennan, Cam, and the Squints were gathered outside the Jeffersonian debating over whose car they should take. Booth pulled up half-way to through their argument.

“Everybody in-” he called. “Bones in the front- children in the back.” he said jerking his head to the back seats. Hodgins, Angela, and Zack all raced for the row of seats behind Booth and Brennan, Hodgins in the middle with Angela on his right and Zack on his left. That left Cam with the very back of the SUV- where there weren't really any seats.

“Nice tie,” Brennan said opening the car door. Booth’s tie was bright Kelley green with shiny four leaf clovers scattered around.

“That’s nothing,” he said flashing her his charm smile, “I have the matching socks too.”

“Of course you would.”

“Okay guys-” Angela interrupted from the back. “We need to go over some things before we get to the bar.”

“Like what?” Zack asked.

“Things you don’t say in an Irish Pub” came Angela’s reply.

“First of all- no telling anyone green isn’t their color.”

“Well, we’re all wearing green Ange,” Brennan said, “so I doubt that’s going to happen.

“Right- well then- number 2- no ordering anything but beer or green beer.”

“Green beer?” Brennan asked.

“Yea Bones- yea know- ‘magically delicious’?” Booth said

“Dude, those are lucky charms.” Hodgins said leaning over the front seat to reach the radio. Booth slapped Hodgins’ hand away before adding “same difference.”

“But I thought Lucky Charms were a kids cereal.” Zack said.

“Magically delicious? Brennan asked. “I don’t know what that means.”

“Which brings us to our next rule” Angela said. “No saying that.”

“Magically delicious is the slogan for a kids cereal Lucky Charms.” Booth explained. “there’s this leprechaun trying to protect his cereal from some kids, and at the end of each commercial everyone says “They’re magically delicious!”

“But that’s highly unlikely because leprechauns don’t really exist, they’re mealy a mythology-”

“Rule number 4” Angela interrupted, “No trying to disprove the existence of leprechauns!”

“Ok- and fifth rule of the night” Cam shouted from her cramped position in the very back of the SUV, “no rooting against Notre Dame!”

“Cam- I don’t think they’re that stupid” Booth said.

“Even I know not to do that” Brennan retorted.

“Um… ok but…” Zack started “the thing is I created this logorithim that calculates the statistical probability of Notre Dame winning tonight and,”

“English Zack, English” said Hodgins

“I’m not going to be putting my money on Notre Dame.” He finished with a shrug.

“Ok then, rules 6 and 7” Hodgins started. “No saying fiddle music is too twangy, and no asking what smells like cabbage” he said with a nod. No one in the car could contain their laughter.

“Hodgy- how do you know that?!” asked Angela wiping the tears from her eyes.

“Ireland- summer or ‘77--- not a pleasant experience” he said shaking his head.

“Why are we doing this again?” Brennan asked.

“Because it’s Saint Patrick’s day Bones,” Booth said

“So were going out and getting drunk in honor of a guy who supposedly used holy powers

to drive thousands of snakes out of a country?”

“Rule 8- no saying anything like- well like that.” Booth said

“Why not? It would have been impossible for a man to single handedly rid an entire country of snakes, holy power or not.”

“Just don’t say it.” Booth said

“I won’t Booth. I’m sensitive enough not to point out the logical fallacies in peoples’ religions.” Brennan said.

“This coming from the woman who once compared Jesus to a zombie.” Booth said rolling his eyes.

“I was simply pointing out that like a zombie, Jesus came to life after being dead…”

“Bones, you can’t compare…”

“Hey, don’t make me come up there!” Angela threatened. “And Booth,”

“WHAT?!” he snapped looking back at Angela.

“The bar’s back that way--” she said pointing behind them. Booth pulled a U-Turn and then pulled into the pub’s parking lot, which was packed with cars. By some miracle, they were able to find a spot that wasn’t too far from the front doors.

“Ok- last thing you guys- no mentioning what we do, under any circumstance! Got it!” Everyone muttered in agreement. Filing out of the car, everyone made their way to the front doors. Booth couldn’t help but glance at Bones. She was wearing a pair of perfectly fitting jeans, and a Kelley green shirt that hugged every curve and her hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail with bits and pieces of it falling into her face. She looked absolutely perfect. Walking next to her, he placed a protective hand on the small of her back, an action that didn’t go unnoticed by Cam. She needed to get his attention, and quickly he thought.

“Hey guys! She shouted so everyone turned and looked at her. “I forgot to tell you the most important thing.”

“What?” asked Angela, “I thought we covered everything.”

“Well, yea, except” said Cam brushing past Brennan and opening the door. “Under no circumstances ever say ‘drinks on me’” she finished walking into the pub. She was met by an uproarious applause, and people rushing to put their drink orders in. Realization dawned on her as she replayed the scene in her head. Her face turned ghostly white and the Squints and Booth did all they could to hold their laughter in, but it failed miserably. They all walked past her to find a table, Booth’s hand on the small of Brennan’s back.

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Posted 07/10/2007 05:48:06 PM by rabidauthor

Thank you to everyone who has been reviewing! Here's the latest chapter with 2 new characters:
October: 19 years old, black hair that goes down to her wiast, and bright bright bright blue eyes- she's also a brain child- more of her in the next chapter- possibly Zack's girlfriend
Kat: (thank you to the real Kat for letting me use her as a character ) I don't have a set age for her yet but she's in her 20's and is the bartender/owner of O'Brien's Irish Pub. She has curly brown hair that's a little past her shoulders and bright green eyes. she also talks with an irish accent since she's irish but i dont think i wrote the accent right. She has a 4 year old daughter named Molly


Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except October and Molly

Ch. 3- Bartenders do Make the Best Therapists

The group managed to find a table near the back of the bar away from most of the noise and smoke filtering through most of the cozy pub.

“I’m going to go get us a round,” said Booth standing up. As he made his way towards the bar he spotted Cam begrudgingly giving her credit card to the bartender. Booth sniggered at the thought of her buying a round of drinks for everyone there. After Cam had her credit card back, she stormed over to the table and the bartender stood onto of the bar, stomping her feet to get everyone’s attention.

“ ‘Kay, e’ry’n list’n up!” she shouted. All activity in the room stopped. “As ye’all be’a know ‘s St. Patty’s Day!” Everyone cheered in response. “An’ if ye’a jis’ gittin’ he’a or’da up na’w cuz sum’un jis bough’ a roun’ fo’ yea!” Out of the corner of his eye, Booth noticed Cam hang her head. “ ‘an now fo’ yea list’n’n n’j’mnt O’Brien’s own hou’s ban’!” she gestured to a small stage where a small group of people were gathered up on a little stage. They had fiddles, flutes, and a traditional Irish drum (I have no idea what they’re called!!! Sorry!!!) They began playing an upbeat tune as Booth once again made his way to the bar.

“He’o th’e’r hon.” the bartender greeted. “Name’s Kat. Wha’ yea an’ your mates drinkin’ to’nigh’?”

“Green Beer of course”

“Ah’ goo’d taste.” she said nodding her head. “Yea need 5 or 6? I notice’d yea come in with a group, but I don’ know if tha’ little guy at th’a bettin’ table’s old en’ugh at drink.” she said gesturing to Zack who was waiting in line to place his bet.

“Yea, he’s old enough.” said Booth chuckling “Thanks,” he said taking the drinks.”

“No’ a prob lem, ‘s wha’ I’m he’a for hon.” she said with a wink. “ N’w n’jy yea’self! ‘S St. Patty’s Day!!!” she said with a cheer. With a laugh, Booth made his way back to the table, passing by Zack placing his bet.

“Kid, what do you think you’re doing betting against Notre Dame?” the guy asked. “The odds of them losing are 25:1 (is that right or would it be 1:25?)

“I’ll take my chances” said Zack taking the bet slip. Booth shook his head in amazement. He finally made it back to the table with the drinks. The Squints eagerly took one.

“Ok,” Angela said. “Let’s play ‘I Never’.” she said like a giddy school girl.

“What’s the point?” asked Zack

“To find out each other’s deepest secrets and,” Ange started

“To get absolutely sloshed in the least amount of time!” Hodgins said laughing.

“Ok, so, if you’ve done it, take a sip, and don’t ask anything you wouldn’t want to answer. I’ll start… I’ve never gotten a tattoo,” she said taking a sip of her beer. Brennan also took one.

“Angela I would have expected, but Dr. Brennan?” Cam questioned.

“Yea Bones, you don’t seem like the tattoo type,” Booth said eyeing her. She just shrugged.

“Okay, I’m next.” Hodgins said rubbing his hands together. “I’ve never made out with someone of the opposite sex.” All the women at the table took a drink.

“I FORFEIT!” Zack said. “That was more than I needed to know thank you very much,” he said taking his beer and walking away.

A few questions later, and a few skeletons out of the closet, everyone knew enough about each other to black mail them for a lifetime. They had also gone through 2 more rounds. Zack had been watching the game on the pub’s small television with a girl who had also bet against Notre Dame. The band began playing an upbeat song and Angela grabbed Brennan by the hand and yanked her up onto the bar with here, where they proceeded to dance. Hodgins was watching with eyes as wide as a little lots puppy dog. Booth was watching too. He had never seen this side of Bones, and he didn’t know what to think. Actually, he thought asking Kat if she had something stronger than Green Beer would be a good idea. While fixing his drink, Kat noticed the way Booth was staring at his partner. She smirked.

“Yea’ like hea’ don’cha?” she said giving Booth an all knowing smile.

“What? No, we’re just work partners” Booth said quickly.

“Sure, may’e if yea ke’p telling’ yea’self tha’ you’ll believe it a’fa a while.”

“Well, of course I believe it. I have this habit of believing things that are true.” He said taking a sip of his drink. Kat snorted.

“Please! I see’in th’a way you looki’n a’ hea’. It’s obvious yea wan’ hea’.” she said.

“Well, even if that’s true,” Booth said cautiously, “she probably doesn’t feel the same.” he finished woefully.

“Yea’ neva’ gon’ know n’less yea tell hea’ how yea feel hon! Jis’ open up t’a hea’!”

“Who are you? Gordon Gordon Wyatt?” Booth asked under his breath.

“Who’s tha’ ‘n why’s he usin’ his firs’ name twice?” she asked.

“No one.” Booth answered quickly.

Kat sighed. “Basically wha’ I’m tellin’ yea ‘s t’a git up off yea sorry ass an’ tell hea’ an’ tell hea’ how yea feel already!” she shouted at Booth.

“Thanks for the advice.”

“Well, bartenda’s do make tha’ best therapists” Kat said smiling. Booth took out his wallet to pay for the drink and a small picture fell out. Kat picked it up and looked at it.

“How ‘dorable.” she said, “He your boy?” she asked giving the picture back. Booth looked at it. It was a picture of Parker on the merry-go-round, giving the camera the Booth Charm Smile.

“Ya, that’s Parker.” he said smiling proudly.

“Yea both got tha’ same cheeky smile” said Kat laughing “Like fatha’ like son I suppose. I got one of ma own.” She said hanging booth a picture she pulled out of the register. “Tha’ there’s ma Molly.” She said proudly. “Cheekiest girl yea ev’a gonna meet. Ma boyfrren‘s watchin’ hea for em tonight.” she said with a sigh. “Anyway- no worries about the drink, on the house to’nigh hon.” She said. “How’e’a if yea order ’noth’a one ’s gonna cost yea” she said smiling.

“Actually, I think this is my last one,” he said pointing at the half empty glass. “If I don’t drive, how are they going to get home?” He asked gesturing to the bar. Angela and Brennan were still dancing, but now Hodgins had joined them. It looked like they were doing a drunken interpretation of River Dance.

“I do believe,” Kat started trying to hold in her laughter. “Th’a your fren’s are a at’d drunk.” she said giggling.

“Another round for us!” Hodgins called.

“Th’a wise?” Kat asked Booth. He shrugged.

“Their funeral in the moringing” he said smirking.

“Th’n ’noth’a roun’ it is!” she said laughing.

Booth turned and looked around the pub. Zack and his new friend were collecting their winnings, Cam had caught a cab home earlier, and the drunken trio were still dancing on the bar, only now they each had a green beer in hand. After doing a head count, Booth turned back to his drink and his thoughts. “How am I going to tell her?” Booth thought to himself.


ok- you know the drill people- give me those reviews and i might just give you another chapter ; D

Posted 07/10/2007 05:54:03 PM by rabidauthor

Thanks to everyone who left me such great reviews and criticisms. As per requests- Kat's accent will be written differently so it's easier to read

Disclaimer: Do I even need to write one?


Ch. 4- Drunkenness and Fluffernutter

The three drunken squints, Booth, Zack and Zack’s new friend October were all gathered around the table. Kat came over once again with another round of green beer for the squints, a black coffee for Booth, and a soda for October. October made a move to grab one of the beers but Kat slapped her hand away.

“Hey! ‘S bad eno’gh I let yea in here, but I can’t be givin’ yea liquor when yea’s only nineteen love.” Kat said

“Psh, I’m a college student Kat. I can probably drink anyone of them under the table.” October said pointing at the squints across from her. Hodgins and Angela were in a heavy make-out session and Brennan was happily mumbling away about Fluffernutter and the many foods it can be combined with. So far, she had listed bread, nutella, grilled cheese, chocolate, pop corn, and mac-and-cheese.

“Well, true ‘s tha’ may be love, I still don’ wanna lose ma license. Come back in 2 years an’ I’ll see wha’ I can do.” she said with a wink.

“So, you’re a college student?” Booth asked.

“Yup. Transferred to American U in hopes of snagging this internship that opened up at the Jeffersonian Institute” She said with a nod.

“Oh God, not another squint.” Booth said. October just laughed.

“What’s your major?” Zack asked.

“Forensic Anthropology” October said taking a sip of her soda.

“Hey!” Brennan said, “I know what that is! It’s this person, this person who uh, um, well, uh, I know what it is…ask that guy” she said pointing at Zack, “He knows what it is…” she said going to take another sip of beer

“Ok Bones, no more beer for you.” Booth said taking the glass away from her.

“Hey! I wasn’t done with that!” she pouted in protest

“I think we passed done about 4 rounds ago.” He said laughing at her expression.

“You know what it is?” October asked turning to Zack.

“Ya, see, I’m kinda, well I am, I…” he stuttered. He just couldn’t seem to form coherent sentences around girls.

“He is one.” Booth said pointing at Zack. “And so is she.” he said pointing at Brennan.

“Really?” October asked skeptically.

“Ya,” Zack said, “When she’s not drunk she’s Dr. Temperance Brennan” he said meekly.

“And when she’s drunk she’s…” Booth started but was interrupted by Brennan

“FLUFFERNUTTER!” she shouted.

“What?” Booth asked looking at her.

“Fluffernutter, I love the stuff. You can mix it with anything. Bread, nutella, grilled cheese, chocolate, even mac-and-cheese! That’s the best! Only it gives you a really bad stomach ache after so you have to eat it really slowly, and…” she continued on and on with her little rant.

“Didn’t we already hear this?” Zack asked. October was laughing beside him

“Ya, but it’s even funnier the second time around.” Booth had to admit, she was funny when drunk. “Wow. That made me hungry” said October still laughing. “I’m going to go see if Kat will open up the grill.” she said walking away. Zack couldn’t help but to stare after her.

“Zack’s got a cru-ush. Zack’s got a cru-ush” Booth sang song.

“No I don’t!” Zack said in protest.

“Just ask her out” Booth said

“But I can barely form coherent sentences around her!” Zack said “I’m hopeless.” he said dropping his head into his hands.

“Just ask her out,” Booth said.

“I want to but----”

“Kat said grill closes at 11 no exceptions” October said slumping into the chair. Booth looked at Zack, who shook his head.

“What time is it now?” Booth asked.

“12:45”

“Um, October? Um, maybe you and I could um,” Zack stuttered. Booth rolled his eyes and swiftly kicked Zack in the shin under the table.

“Maybewecouldgogetsomethingtoeat?” Zack finished quickly.

“Sure, I’d love to” October said smiling.

“Um, great, let’s go then.”

“Your car or mine?” she asked

“Well, um, the thing is” Zack started hesitantly. He really didn’t want to tell her he couldn’t drive, “Agent Booth drove us here so, why don’t we…take…yours?” he asked.

“Ok, fine with me” she said standing up. The two made their way out the door. Zack looked back at Booth who gave him a thumbs-up sign. Brennan snorted next to him

“Poor kid doesn’t stand a chance.” she said shaking her head. Booth couldn’t help but laugh.

A few minutes later, Kat once again stood atop the bar.

“Okay ma drunken patr’ns!” she shouted “it is now one in tha’ mornin’ which means I stop sellin’ tha’ booze!” shouts of protest could be heard all over the pub. “I can how’e’a let yea stay a bit an’ soba’ up if yea want, or I can call yea a cab! Oth’a’wise I’m kickin’ yea sorry drunks outta he’a! Happy St. Patty’s Day!” she finished. People slowly began to make their way out the door and into the streets. Many were singing Irish Folk songs, others were asking Kat for coffee and use of the phone.

“Ok guys- time to go.” Booth said standing up.

“Awwwww…” Brennan whined “I don’t wanna go!” she pouted

“Well, too bad, but how about we come back next week ok?” Booth said as if he were talking to a 3 year old.

“OK!” Brennan perked up.

“Hodgins, Angela, c’mon time to go.” Neither of them responded, as they were both lip-locked. Several failed attempts and 20 minutes later, Kat came by with a pitcher of ice water.

“What the h3ll?!” Hodgins shouted. Angela just laughed.

“Ok, ‘s closin’ time if yea missed tha’ memo so git your drunk and horny arses home!” Kat said. Hodgins and Angela blushed.

“Um, I’m going to call a cab…” Hodgins said as he tried to stand up. He faltered a little and landed on his butt. Angela and Brennan were in a fit of giggles. Hodgins just look dumbfounded. Kat looked at Booth.

“Gi’ me a few an’ I can help yea git this lot out t’a yea car.” she said shaking her head.

“Thanks, I have a feeling I’m going to need all the help I can get.” he said looking at the three of them. A few minutes later, Brennan had started to sober up some thanks to a wonder we all know and love called coffee; and Hodgins and Angela were having another make-out session- until Kat came by with another pitcher of water. Brennan stumbled out into the parking lot, followed by Booth who was helping a very disgruntled Hodgins who was mumbling about one of his conspiracies, and Kat who was helping Angela out the door as she tried to do a jig. It took a while but the squints were finally loaded into the SUV and Kat went back into the pub to lock-up for the night.

Booth opted to drop Hodgins and Angela off at Angela’s apartment since it was closer. Pulling up in front of the building he pried the two love-birds off of each other and helped them inside. When he came back downstairs, Brennan was sitting in the driver’s seat.

“Uh-ohI” Booth thought to himself. Opening the door he asked. “Bones, what are you doing?! Get out of there.”

“No.” she said. “It’s my turn to drive!”

“Bones, you’re drunk, you can’t drive.”

“I’m not drunk!” She protested.

“Really now?” Booth asked with amusement in his voice.

“Honestly! I’m just a tad intoc…intoxc….intocacas…oh who are we kidding?” she asked throwing her hands up into the air. “I’m sloshed.” she said matter-of-factly. And with that she moved over into the passenger seat.

“That’s my girl” he said climbing into the car. A few minutes had passed before Brennan asked another question.

“Hey Booth?”

“What?”

“Can I have a gun?” she asked

“No Bones, I’m not giving you a gun.”

“Ok,” she said slightly disappointed. She seemed to think for a minute. “If I can’t have a gun,” she started, “can I have you?” she asked

“Me?!” Booth asked, his voice cracking

“Ya, can I have you covered in Fluffernutter?” she asked in a serious tone.


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Posted 07/10/2007 05:54:26 PM by rabidauthor

ok- so i havent been getting emails saying i got reviews- so when i checked this this morning and saw i had 26 reviews i was floored! i havent stopped smiling all day lol

just a few a/n's:
1) I'm sorry for making Notre Dame lose coughKatcough i thought i would put it in there as an ironic twist but no one's really been taking it that way so i would like to appologize and say: PLEASE DONT STONE ME!!! lol
2) to anyone Irish! I based the character Kat's accent off of like half my family i wasnt making fun of anyone- but it is hard to read so i'm either going to tone down or cut it out also- the whole patty vs. paddy thing a few people broght up--- my bad- i hadnt realized i did that until after i posted---- and also i dont actually think that irish people are a bunch of drunks- although my great aunts and uncles are a living contradiction to that
3) Fluffernutter is a marshmellowy peanut buttery delicious treat that i mix with pretty much anything provided i have a bottle of pepto nearby lol

anyway- thanks for all the wonderful reviews and the criticisms, they help me write the story better

Disclaimer: I dont own anyone except October aka Tobie and the hangover cure all is not an actual cure all for everyone according to my cousins- it just depends on the person and how drunk they are lol (again- not trying to offend anyone!)


Chapter 5: The effects of St. Patrick’s day

“Me?” he asked again, trying to stall.

“Is there an echo in here?” Brennan asked looking around. “Of course you!”

“Why me?” he asked hesitantly, not sure if he wanted to hear the answer or not.

“Because, because, I really really like you.” Brennan started. “It sounds kinda teenager-ish, but I do.” she said softly

Did Bones just use the word teenager-ish? Booth thought to himself.

“And not only that but, your always there for me and I feel safe when you’re around.” she said staring out the window. “That and any other girl would have to be insane not to want you.. Well, either that or blind” she added. Booth chuckled to himself, as he thought about what she was saying. This is my chance he thought, pulling into the parking lot of her building.

“Let’s get you inside Bones” he said, walking around to help her. Climbing out of the car, Brennan turned so she was face to face with him. He looked at her carefully. What he saw in her eyes both scared and enthralled him. She was looking at him with much more than passion, much more than anything he had ever seen in someone else’s eyes. Slowly, he closed the gap between them. What started out slow and sweet grew into a fiery explosion. When it finally became necessary to breath again, they pulled apart. Panting Brennan looked at him, “Do you want to go upstairs?” she asked softly. The logical part of him told him not to, she was, after all, still a little drunk. The other part of him wanted to beat the living sh!t out of the logical half. Brennan read the conflict on his face. “I’m not that drunk.”, well, “I’m drunk…but not drunk enough to make a bad decision for myself.” she reasoned. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he lead her towards the door of the building and then up the stairs. When they reached her door, she had trouble unlocking it. Booth kissing her neck continuously didn’t help.

“Booth!“ she scolded, “could you stop for just a minute! I’m trying to get this thing into the hole.” she said jabbing the key at the lock.

“So am I” he mumbled.

“I don’t know what that means,” she said finally getting the key into the lock.

“Why don’t I just show you,” he said following her into the apartment and kicking the door shut behind them.

The next morning (well, technically afternoon) the sunlight streaming through her bedroom window woke Brennan up. Slowly, she opened her eyes, trying to avoid the massive headache she was bound to have. She opened her eyes to see Booth lying there. Hair messed up and standing on end, 5 o’ clock shadow showing, he looked even better than he normally did. A small smile played on her lips as she thought back to the night before. Maybe I won’t kill Angela for dragging me out she thought to herself. A sudden wave of nausea overcame her. Trying not to wake Booth up, she slowly slipped out of bed and made a run for the bathroom. A few minutes later, Booth woke up to the sounds of Brennan vomiting the in the bathroom. Grabbing his boxers, he walked into the bathroom to see if she was ok.

“You ok Bones?” he asked.

“I’m going to kill Angela” she muttered. Booth laughed “It’s not funny.” Brennan said getting up to brush her teeth.

“No, you’re right,” he said coming up behind her, “it’s not funny at all.” he finished wrapping his arms around her waist. Just then the doorbell rang. Brennan winced. “I’ll get it,” Booth said kissing her neck.

Grabbing his t-shirt from the bedroom he slipped it on before answering the door. Booth opened the door to reveal a very disheveled Zack and October.

“Looks like somebody had a busy night,” October said eyeing Booth.

“Why are you squints here?” Booth asked smiling.

“Thought the good doctor could use my hangover cure all.” she said holding up a white bakery bag. “Helped Zack out this morning” she said smiling. Zack nodded in agreement.

“Trying to earn brownie points are we?” Booth asked flashing her his Charm Smile

“No, just trying to lend a helping hand” she said smirking, “nothing at all to do with the internship”

“Come on in, I’ll tell Bones you’re here.” Zack and October made their way to the kitchen while Booth went to warn Brennan of their arrival. He walked into the bedroom to find Brennan curled up in bed with the comforter thrown over her head.

“Hey babe,” he said sitting down on the edge of the bed. “You feeling any better?” he asked. He received a groan in response. He chuckled. “C’mon, Zack and his girlfriend are here. They have something that will make you feel better.” he said gently rubbing her back.

“Zack’s girlfriend?” she asked.

“From the bar last night?” Booth asked

“The one with the black hair, whose name is some month?” she asked

“October.” Booth supplied, “yea that’s the one. She says she has a hangover cure all for you.”

“What would she know about hangovers?” Brennan asked burrying herself deeper into the covers.

“Wouldn’t hurt to try.”

“Fine” Brennan said, getting up and grabbing her bathrobe. When the two made their way into the kitchen, Zack was asleep on a barstool, his head resting on the counter top and October was frying something.

“Hello Dr. Brennan.” October greeted.

“Call me Tempe, October, right?” Brennan asked

“Tempe it is then, and yea it’s October but you can call me Tobie.” she said flipping the thing she was frying over in the pan. “5 more minutes and you will be filling better, I promise. Um, where do you keep your glasses?” she asked.

“Top shelf, right of the fridge” Booth answered.

“Cool.” she said grabbing one, she filled it to the rim with water and mixed it with 2 alka-seltzer tablets. Then she placed the glass, 2 extra strength Tylenol, and a grilled cheese sandwich in front of Brennan. “The alka-seltzer is for the stomach upset, the Tylenol is for the headaches, and the grilled cheese absorbs any alcohol left in you.” she said, “Eat slowly and enjoy.” Tobie said with a grin.

“So, you’re a college student?” Brennan asked in between bites of the grilled cheese.

“Ya, American U. Transferred from NAU- Northern Arizona University”

“What’s your major?”

“Forensic Anthropology.”

“Really?” Brennan asked in amazement. “Zack and I are…”

“Forensic Anthropologists at the Jeffersonian” Tobie finished for her.

“Yes, in fact, Zack used to be my assistant, and since he completed his doctorate, the position is open. Would you be interested?”

“Do you have to ask?” Tobie practically screeched. “That would be the greatest thing ever!”

“Come by the Jeffersonian tomorrow and we’ll set you up with an interview.” Said Brennan, finishing the grilled cheese. “I think your ‘remedy’ did the trick,” she said.

“Works every time.” said Tobie grinning. Just then the phone rang- which made Zack fall out of his chair. “Have a nice nap?” Tobie asked helping him off the floor

“Brennan” said well, Brennan answering the phone.

“Argh- sweetie-” Angela greeted her. “Why are you so frickin chipper? Don’t you have a hangover?” she asked

“Well, I did, but I found this great remedy.”

“Wanna let me and Jack in on the secret? Ange asked hopefully.

“Not really,” Brennan said, “consider it payback for giving me a massive hangover in the first place.” she said happily. Booth, Tobie, and Zack tried to hold in their laughter, but couldn’t.

“Do you have people over? Sweetie? Hello?”

“Bye Angela” said Booth taking the phone from Brennan. The last thing they heard was Angela screaming and Hodgins telling her to shut up.


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Posted 07/10/2007 05:55:15 PM by rabidauthor

thanks to all of your wonderful reviews and critiques (and a stomach flu i caught from my lil' brother) you get 2 chapters today!!!!

Disclaimer: obvioously there is one...


Ch.. 6- Promises

Brennan stood on the platform hunched over ancient Incan remains. It was late, and she was still working in the lab. Zack was giving Tobie a tour of the Jeffersonian before she started Tuesday, and Angela and Hodgins were somewhere in the lab doing God knows what; and honestly, she didn’t even want to know.

“Hey babe” Booth greeted her sliding his keycard and joining her on the platform.

“Hey yourself” she said turning around. But Booth wasn’t there. “Booth?” She called. Brennan heard footsteps and turned around to see Angela, Hodgins, Tobie and Zack talking and laughing amongst themselves. “Hey!” Brennan shouted. “Hey, you guy’s have you seen Booth?” she asked running after them. “I swear he was here a minute ago, but now…” she turned the corner to follow them, but no one was there. “Guys?” she called out. “If this is a joke, I don’t think it’s very funny!” she shouted, her voice echoing off the lab walls. She walked into the lobby, and finally found them. “Oh, thank God!” she said putting a hand to her head. “I thought I was going insane.” she said nervously laughing. She went to hug Booth, but he didn’t move. He just stood there. “Is everything okay?” she asked, her voice laced with concern. Booth just stared past her. She turned to see what his attention was focused on, and prayed it wasn’t Cam. As she turned around, she realized the sight before her was 10 ten times worse. She was standing in the driveway of her childhood home, watching her smiling parents as they drove off, promising they’d be back in time for presents. She tried running after them, but her feet felt like they were cemented to the floor. Her whole body was paralyzed as the driveway disappeared and her old bed room appeared. This time, she was staring out the window, shedding silent tears as she watched Russ walk to his car, without turning back. She looked down and her hand was handcuffed to a bench. She looked up and saw her father and brother leaving her again for the second time in her life. More tears. She was back in the Jeffersonian, her friends and Booth gathered around her. One by one they disappeared, like dust being blown away by the wind. “NO!” she screamed. “NO! NO! NO!” she tried reaching out to them, but her arms wouldn’t move. She stood there, paralyzed watching as everyone she loved and cared for vanished before her very eyes. The tears came pouring out all to fast. “NO! NO!” she sobbed. “YOU CAN’T LEAVE! NO!” Brennan struggled to do something but couldn’t move. She tried to shout again, but nothing came out. It felt like the life was being sucked out of her. She struggled to breath but her efforts were in vain. It felt like her lungs were filling up with water. She heard a voice somewhere in the distance. Someone was calling her.

“Tempe!” the voice called. “Tempe! C’mon!” the voice said, only now something was shaking her too. “Tempe!” the voice said more forcefully. “C’mon babe, wake up.” Brennan’s eyes flew open. She looked around the room, terrified. She was drenched in sweat and sobs still choked her throat. “Babe, it was just a dream,” Booth said pulling her close, “just a dream.” he said gently rubbing her back.

“No, “ she whispered. “It was a nightmare.” she added burying her head in Booth’s chest. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and rocked her back and forth. He had an idea about what she dreamt about. She had been having dreams like this since her father and brother left her the second time. Almost every night, he would get a call from her absolutely terrified. He promised himself that if he ever saw either of those bastards again, he wouldn’t think twice about shooting them. “Everyone left.” she choked out after a few minutes passed. “Everyone left me and I was alone.”

“Who left?,” he said tilting her head upwards to face him. Concern was etched in his face. This was a new dream, not the same old nightmare she’d been having these past months.

“Everyone. You, Angela, Jack, Zack, even Tobie left. And then I was standing there, and I saw my parents leave, and Russ leave, and then my dad and Russ leave the second time, and no one was there anymore!” she sobbed. He cupped her face in his hands, realization dawning on him. This is why she never let anyone get close he thought. She’s afraid they’ll leave her

“Hey,” he whispered, “listen to me.” he said gently wiping her tears away. “We are never going to leave you. I promise. Okay? I will never leave. Never.” he said forcefully.

“But, but it was so real,” she whispered burying her face in his chest once again. “Everyone gone. Everyone I ever care about always leaves me.” she said sadly.

“We’ll never leave.” He said pulling her close. “Me and the squints will always be there for you no matter what. We’re you’re family” he told her brushing the hair out of her face. “A really weird family, but a family none the less. And families are always there for each other no matter what. We’d never even think of leaving you.”

“Promise?” she whispered, all most too quiet for Booth to hear.

“I promise.” He whispered back. The two of them sat there for what seemed like an eternity, just wrapped in each other’s arms. Booth made sure she was asleep before gently laying her down on the bed again. Pulling the blanket over the both of them he gathered her up in his arms again before drifting off to sleep himself.


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Posted 07/10/2007 05:59:09 PM by rabidauthor

Just a bit of fluffy goodness I wrote while tutoring today

Disclaimer: I don't own anything yada yada yada and... WARNING: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! This stuff is so fluffy it will rot whatever teeth you have left from my last chapter

Chapter 7: Lucky

Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep

THWACK!

Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep

THWACK!

Beep…Beep…Be---

CRASH!!

“Do you think we should get up?” Booth asked Brennan.

“5 more minutes.” Brennan mumbled throwing her pillow over her head.

“Well, what time is it now?” Booth asked rolling over to face her.

“Look at the clock.” she told him, absently pointing at the alarm clock she had chucked against the wall. Booth stared at the little black alarm clock at the other end of the room. The bright, red, neon numbers were flashing ‘12:00’ over and over again. Chuckling to himself, he rolled out of bed and wandered into the kitchen.

The clock above the stove read 5 am. “Jeez Bones.” he mumbled. Well, now he knew why she was always the first one in the lab. “She sets her alarm for 4:30” he mumbled again, “That will have to change.” he said. Rubbing his face he looked through Brennan’s refrigerator. “Water, beer, lettuce, soup, and a box of baking powder. Does she ever eat?” He asked no one in particular.

“Of course I eat.” She said coming up behind him.

“Are you trying to give me a hard attack?” he asked wrapping his arms around her. She smirked.

“You’re cute when you talk to yourself.” she said smiling.

“Answer me this: who in their right mind wakes up at 4:30 in the morning?”

“Me”

“Well, there’s a good chance you’re insane” he quipped.

“Obviously” she answered. “I’m going out with you aren’t I?”

“Oh, Bones, was that a joke?” he asked, covering his chest in mock pain, “that hurt Bones, that was really low.” he said laughing. She smirked again, and turned around walking out of the kitchen.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” he asked.

“Shower” she said with a wink. Booth momentarily forgot who he was as thousands of scenarios played through his head. He had to be the luckiest guy on the face of the earth right now. He loved Brennan and she loved him back. God, he was lucky. The sound of running water brought him back to reality. Grinning, he ran to the bathroom.

Brennan stood in the shower letting the hot water drum against her back. Her mind drifted off to her nightmare, the look of concern written all over Booth’s face when he woke her up. She was so lucky that he had been there. She was lucky to have him. A burst of cold air brought her back to reality. She looked up and saw Booth standing in front of her.

“There room in here for 2?” he asked.

“Of course” she said grinning.

The sun glinted through the large window in Angela’s bedroom, waking her up. Slowly her eyes opened and she saw Hodgins. I’m so lucky she thought. Her mind replayed everything that had happened in the past. Kirk’s death, the white rose, their first date with the swings, almost losing her best friend and her now boyfriend. Ya, she thought, I am pretty lucky. Hodgins moved in his sleep, snapping Angela back to reality. She quickly closed her eyes again. Hodgins opened his eyes, squinting out the sunlight. He looked over at the sleeping woman in his arms. God I’m lucky to have her he thought to himself. Brushing the hair out of her face, he leaned down and gently kissed her. Angela’s eyes slowly opened.

“I think I’m dreaming” she murmured.

“Why?”

“Because my luck is good, but it’s not this good.” she said smiling. Hodgins laughed.

“I was just thinking the same thing.” he said lowering his head so it was just millimeters from hers. “And you know what else I was thinking.” he asked

“I think I might have an idea.” she answered closing the space between them.

Zack woke up to the smell of coffee. He turned over on his back. Man I’m lucky he thought. There he was in a great apartment (sure it was above Hodgins’ garage but the place rocked), a doctorate in hand, and a beautiful girlfriend who was equally as smart as him, if not smarter. Tobie’s singing in the kitchen brought him out of his thoughts.

“That's why I couldn't be happier” she sang
“No, I couldn't be happier
Though it is, I admit
The tiniest bit
Unlike I anticipated
But I couldn't be happier
Simply couldn't be happier
(spoken) Well - not "simply":
(sung) 'Cause getting your dreams
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated”

He laughed. She was always singing something. It was cute. He rolled out of bed and grabbed a pair of discarded pajama bottoms and slipped them on before walking out the door. He came up behind Tobie and wrapped his arms around her.

“Hey” she said looking up at him.

Tobie sat in the kitchen sipping on her coffee. She was amazed at the size of Zack’s apartment, despite it being in a garage. She snorted at the thought of calling it a garage- the place was a frickin’ warehouse. She walked out of the kitchen and looked down at the cars below. There was a boat too. Staring down below, Tobie’s thoughts were running a mile a minute. Here she was in D.C., attending American University, about to apply for one of the most prestigious and sought after anthropology internships in the nation, and to top it all off she had a boyfriend. She never thought anything like this could ever happen to her. She smiled.

“That's why I couldn't be happier” she sang.
“No, I couldn't be happier
Though it is, I admit
The tiniest bit
Unlike I anticipated
But I couldn't be happier
Simply couldn't be happier
(spoken) Well - not "simply":
(sung) 'Cause getting your dreams
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated”

She stopped when Zack came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

“Hey “ she said.

“Hey yourself. What are planning on doing today?” Zack asked kissing her neck.

“Apartment hunting.” she said with a tiny grimace.

“Um, well, you know, um,” he’s so cute when he does that she thought. “Um, well, maybe, you could, stay here? There’s an extra bedroom, if you want, or,” he was cut off by Tobie’s lips being pressed against his. Damn I’m lucky they each thought.

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Posted 07/10/2007 06:00:25 PM by rabidauthor

Okay my faithful readers! I give you chapter 8! Enjoy and please remember to review!

Disclaimer: Still don't own 'em


Ch. 8- She needs some Midol

Cam stood on the platform wondering where the others were. It was almost noon and no one could be found. She stared down at the paperwork in front of her but her mind wandered off. She had tried calling Booth on Sunday but couldn’t get a hold of him. He had broken up with her after the Epp’s incident. She knew why. It was that Dr. Brennan. Even when Cam and Booth had something Dr. Brennan was in the way. She called late at night, sobbing and Booth would go running. She loathed Dr. Brennan for that. And even when she was dying in the hospital he still ran off to protect his precious “Bones”. Cam nearly snapped the pencil she was writing with when she thought about that. But then, she thought that Booth would realize his mistake and come back to her. He had to.

“Hold it!” Cam said looking up. Angela and Hodgins stood mid tip-toe across the room.

“I told you she’d catch us.” Hodgins mumbled.

“Shut up!” Angela hissed. “Hey Cam!” she greeted.

“Do you guys have any idea what time it is?!” Cam shouted walking down the platform steps. “What compelled you people to think you could just waltz in here whenever convenient for you?!”

“Ya, sorry about that.” Angela started, “There was a power outage at my apartment. Sorry.” she said again grabbing Hodgins’ arm and rushing off. Cam narrowed her eyes and spun around stalking back to the platform. On her way there she spotted Zack and some girl laughing and talking.

“ZACK!” she shouted. “You’re 4 hours late! Why?!” she asked placing her hands on her hips.

“Sorry about that Dr. Soroyan. But um, what happened is, erm…”

“It’s my fault Cam. “ came the voice of Dr. Brennan. “I had a meeting with my editor so I asked Zack to show my new assistant around the Jeffersonian.”

“I got the job?!” Tobie asked, her eyes growing wide.

“Well, I thought it was pretty clear when I had Zack show you around.” Brennan said stressing her words to try and get Tobie to follow along.

“Riiiigghhhtttt…” Tobie said catching on. “I guess I’m still just in shock.” Tobie said laughing nervously. “It hasn’t really set in yet.

“Why wasn’t I informed of this?!” Cam asked. “I didn’t interview her, I don’t know her qualifications, I don’t even know her name!” Cam shouted throwing her hands up in the air.

“October Martin” Tobie supplied, “My friends call me Tobie.”

“Ok then Tobie,” Cam started

“Did I say you were a friend?” Tobie asked cocking her head to the side. Cam narrowed her eyes again.

“Dr. Brennan, a word please.” Cam said motioning for her to follow. Once the two of them were out of sight, Zack turned to Tobie.

“What just happened?” He asked. Tobie started to explain when Angela and Hodgins walked in.

“Hey Zack.” Angela said. “You get caught coming in too? And you must be the new assistant.” Angela said turning to Tobie.

“October right?”

“Tobie actually.”

“I feel so privileged.” Angela said laughing. “That was you at Brennan’s Sunday wasn’t it.”

“Yup.” Tobie said smirking.

“Brown noser.” Hodgins scoffed.

“Who’s a brown noser?” asked Booth walking in.

“She is.” Hodgins said pointing at Tobie.

“Well, congratulations assistant.” Booth said. Their little conversation was interrupted by shouts coming from Cam’s office.

“BECAUSE SHE’S MY ASSISTANT AND NOT YOURS!” came Dr. Brennan’s voice.

“WELL, I don’t feel as though she’s QUALIFIED!”

“SHE’S 19 AND A GRAD STUDENT! I THINK THAT’S QUALIFIED!”

“SHE’S A SMART ASS WITH NO PEOPLE SKILLS!” Tobie cringed at these words and Zack put a comforting arm around her shoulder.

“She’ll learn to overcome that.” Brennan said. “After all, that’s the whole point of the position. AND IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT THEN HARD LUCK!” Brennan finished with a shout.

Stalking out of Cam’s office she ran into the little group that had gathered outside her own office.

“Sweetie,” Angela started, “it’s tough luck, not hard luck.”

“Got it.” Brennan said unlocking the door to her own office.

“So, do I still have the job?” Tobie asked meekly.

“Of course!” Brennan said. “I’m not going to not hire you just because Cam needs some Midol.” Booth sniggered.

“Angela has obviously been rubbing off on you.” he said grinning.

“That’s my girl” Angela said smirking

“As a celebratory thing, we have a new case for our new squint to help out with.” Booth said handing a file to Brennan.

“My first case!” Tobie squealed.

Posted 07/10/2007 06:05:09 PM by rabidauthor

And because it took me so long to update: Here's another chapter The technical stuff may not be all that accurate considering i was just throwing together facts i kinda remember from my bio report last semester so-- dont hold me to it if it doesnt match up exactly!

Discalimer: It still applies


Ch.9- New Case

Booth and Brennan headed out of the lab, Booth’s hand placed on the small of Brennan’s back.

“Tobie, Zack, get your bags and follow us over.” she called over her shoulder. “Tobie, you drive.”

“Ay, ay captain!” Tobie said giving a mock salute. Cam witnessed this all from her perch on the podium.

“Seely!” she called out.

“Camille.” he said curtly.

“Don’t call me that.” she said

“Don’t call me Seely.” he retorted.

“Look, do you have a minute to talk?” she asked.

“Nope,” he said guiding Brennan out the door. “We have a crime scene to get to.”

“But I really want-er- need to talk to you though.” she said.

“Whatever it is, it can wait.” he finished. He unconsciously wrapped an arm around Brennan’s waist. Cam watched intently as Brennan leaned into him, rather than away. Cam’s stomach sank. She knew right then that something was going on between them, and she had to stop it. She started following them out to the parking lot when she was nearly flattened by Tobie running out the door and Zack trying to catch up.

“My first case! My first case!” She shouted spinning around.

“Tobie wait up!” Zack called behind her. Cam sighed and walked back inside to find Angela and Hodgins in a lip lock.

“Keep it outta the lab people.” she said walking past them. The two quickly separated and went back to what they were doing before.

Booth and Brennan drove to the crime scene in a long, yet comfortable silence. Booth looked in the rearview mirror and let out a little chuckle.

“What?” Brennan asked looking at him.

“Look out the rearview mirror.” Booth said. Brennan looked and laughed as she saw Tobie and Zack in the Jeffersonian van behind them. Tobie happily bouncing and rambling away and Zack frantically pointing at stuff and yelling at her.

“I think he’s worried that she’s going to hit something.” Brennan said.

“I don’t blame him,” Booth said watching as Tobie swerved every which way. A few minutes later the 2 cars pulled up alongside a canal blocked off with bright yellow caution tape. A policeman stepped over to the cars to greet the new arrivals.

“Agent Booth, Dr. Brennan I’m assuming.” the man said. “Detective Kerr.” he introduced himself holding his hand out. Brennan ignored it.

“Where’s the body?” she asked. “You haven’t moved it have you?” she said looking at the detective with narrowed eyes.

“She doesn’t waste much time does she?” Detective Kerr said looking at Booth.

“No she doesn’t.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Kerr said spotting Zack and Tobie. “Authorized personal only. This is a crime scene!”

“They’re with us.” Booth said. “This is Dr. Addy” he said pointing to Zack, “and this is Ms. Martin.” he finished pointing to Tobie. “They’re both on Dr. Brennan’s team.”

“Sorry.” Kerr said looking at the two. “We were just warding off a group of reporters a few minutes ago, saw the van and jumped to conclusions I guess.”

“Right, because everyone has heard of the Jeffersonian Institute News Report. Live on channel 7 nightly” she said with a roll of her eyes.

“Tobie,” Dr. Brennan said in a warning tone.

“Sorry,” Tobie said looking down.

“Nah, don’t worry about it kid.” Detective Kerr said. “Scientists who have a sense of humor are hard to find around here. No offence doctors.” he added quickly.

“None taken.” said Brennan. “most the time it’s completely true.”

“Speak for yourself,” Zack muttered.

“What was that Zack?” Brennan asked turning toward him.

“Um, I was asking where the body is?” he said quickly.

“Oh right,” Kerr said turning around. “Follow me.” he motioned for them to follow him down the little knoll that lead to the aqueduct. “Some city workers were doing routine pipe checks down here a few hours ago. While in one of the drains they found what they thought was a decomposing body. Me and a few other local officers went down to take a look and sure enough there was a body.” he finished leading them to the drain. “Ok, clear the way people, clear the way, professionals coming through.” He said pushing some city workers and other police officers out of the way. “There’s the drain.” the detective said pointing to a large hole that could probably fit 4 or 5 people. “There’s a ladder that leads down there and if you need anything sent down we can lower it with a rope.”

“I think we can manage” Brennan said, slinging her bag over her shoulder. Zack and Tobie did the same.

“Okay then, call us if you need anything.” Detective Kerr said walking off.

“I’m going down first.” Booth said.

“Why can’t I go down first?” Brennan demanded.

“Because this way if you fall, I can steady you.” he explained.

“You just want an excuse to touch my ass.” Brennan smirked.

“You know it babe.” He said winking. Booth slowly made his way down the drain’s ladder followed by Brennan, then Tobie and lastly Zack. The group made their way through the drain with flashlights in hand until Booth caught sight of the body. It lay haphazardly across the floor, it’s limbs contorted every which way. Dried blood covered the area beneath it. There was a small amount of skin left, and any clothes the victim was wearing were long gone. The stench was unbearable. Booth pulled out a handkerchief and covered his mouth. Tobie looked a little queasy.

“Ok,” Brennan started, “Zack I want photo’s of the body, the surrounding area and anything else that may be of importance. Tobie, I want you to come help me do a preliminary, if you’re ok to do it.” Brennan added noting the greenish yellow color Tobie’s face had taken.

“No,” Doctor Brennan, “I can handle it,” she said reassuringly. “I just haven’t seen anything like this in a while. Guess I have to build up my immunity again.” she said with a little laugh. Zack rubbed her back comfortingly before going to take photographs.

“Ok, Tobie, what can you infer or conclude about the victim?” Brennan asked.

“Well, from the structure of the face I would say the victim is African American male” Tobie started.

“Supported by?” Brennan prompted.

“The size and shape of the eye sockets supports the conjecture that he’s of African American decent as well as the angular skull. The rectangle shape of the jaw suggests male, which is also supported by the size and shape of the pelvis.”

“Very good.” Brennan said. “What else, Zack if you’re finished with the pictures feel free to add something.” Zack nodded.

“Um, from the looks of the skull I would suggest he’s between the ages of 18-24.”

“Supporting evidence?”

“The cranial sutures have decreased somewhat in size from an adolescent skull, but they still show signs of movement, meaning that he was under the age of 25.”

“Zack?” Brennan asked. Zack looked up from where he was examining the chest. He looked at the skull.

“I agree.” he said before returning to the chest.

“What have you found there?” Brennan asked, looking down at the chest.

“Signs of trauma to the ribs and chest cavity suggested he was stabbed repeatedly with the weapon thrust upward cracking the chest cavity and thrusting the ribs upward.” he said pointing to the 4th-7th ribs. Booth inhaled sharply.

“That would hurt.” he said with a slight grimace.

“Well, not only that, but it would kill you as well.” Tobie smirking.

“Anything else we can surmise?” Brennan asked. Tobie and Zack shook their heads. “Ok then, let’s have Detective Kerr send the body to the Jeffersonian for further analysis. Zack, Tobie, I want you to collect particles and other organic matter for Hodgins to analyze. Booth and I will head back up.”

“Okie dokie boss lady.” Tobie said pulling some evidence bags from her pack. Brennan just gave her a weird look.

“Ok, then…” she said following Booth through the tunnel and over to the ladder.

“Ladies first,” Booth said grinning.

“Ya, that’s what you say now.” Brennan said smirking.

“You did a good job.” Zack said

“Thanks.” Tobie said smiling. “It was kinda exciting.” she said. “I feel all- giddy.”

“Giddy?” Zack asked scraping some mud off the floor by the victim.

“Ok maybe not the right word. But I feel proud of myself.” She said sitting back on her heels.

“Well then, we’re just going to have to celebrate today aren’t we?” Zack said looking at her.

“What’d ya have in mind?”

“Well, my first case, Hodgins and Angela took me out to celebrate.”

“Not Dr. Brennan or Cam or Booth too?” Tobie asked.

“Well, Dr. Brennan wasn’t that social, Cam wasn’t around and neither was Agent Booth.”

“Ahhh…” said Tobie.

“But now, I’m sure everyone would.” he finished scraping the mud and handed Tobie the bag. “We’d probably take you to the diner or Wong Foo’s or something.” he said with a shrug. “But maybe you and I could celebrate later?” he asked looking at her.

“Of course” Tobie said. “Celebrating things with your boyfriend is always the greatest.” she said with a wink. Zack was speechless. Tobie tried not to laugh at the little boy look he had on his face.

“We should head back up.” Zack said quickly standing up.

“Right behind ya.” Tobie said grabbing her bag. She got up, when something caught her eye. It was something shiny near the victims right hand. “What’s that?” She asked grabbing a flashlight.

“What’s what?” Zack asked walking over to her.

“That” she said shinning her flashlight on it. It was a small silver ring about the size of a quarter with a black stone in the middle.

“George Washington High. Class of ‘04. Go Panthers!” he read. He looked up at Tobie, “You just found your first piece of evidence.” he said smiling.

Meanwhile, back on the surface, Booth and Brennan were talking to Detective Kerr about shipping the body to the Jeffersonian. A few other police officers watched from a distance.

“Man,” one guy said to the other. “That Dr. Brennan is fine for a science geek.”

“Stay clear is all I can tell you.” the other said.

“Why?”

“The one thing you learn when working around here is that that doctor is property of Special Agent Booth. Do not touch, approach or otherwise talk to under penalty of death.” He finished walking off. The other officer just starred. No way he thought the agent said himself they were partners He made his way over to where the two were. Maybe I’ll get lucky he thought. “Um, Doctor Brennan, um, would you…” He stopped short when Agent Booth turned around and gave him a glare that would send the dead back to their grave. A chill went up the young officer’s spine as his face lost all it’s color. “Never mind.” he said nervously. Slowly he turned around and walked back to where his buddies were. They took one look at him and burst into laughter.

“Dude, I think he shat himself.” one joked.

“Didn’t I warn you?!” his friend said trying not to laugh as hard as the others were.

“My life just flashed before my eyes.” he said opening the door to the squad car.

“It must have been really boring.” someone joked.

“And short!” said someone else.

Brennan heard all the laughter behind them. She turned to see the police officers laughing hysterically, barely able to stand up.

“What are they laughing about?” Brennan asked.

“Nothing, nothing at all Bones.” Booth said smiling to himself. Nobody hits on my Tempe he thought.


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Posted 07/10/2007 06:08:51 PM by rabidauthor

Hey everyone!!! Thanks for voting!!! Wong Foo's won by a freakin' landslide so you all get to see Sid again! yea! oh, and there's also another "little" guest appearance in here Hope you enjosy and sorry for the delays!

Disclaimer: Still don't own anything other than my ideas...

Brennan, Zack and Tobie stood hunched over the body examining it to make sure they didn't miss anything. Hodgins was working on looking at the particles found at the site and Angela was doing a facial reconstruction on the Angelator; Cam stood by the front doors waiting for Booth."okay sweetie- I have the facial reconstruction." Angela called, "but it didn’t match anything in the Missing Persons files. Brennan, Tobie, Zack, and Hodgins joined her by the Angelator. Tobie was in awe.
"What is this thing?" she asked walking around it.
"The Angelator." Angela said with a grin. "I use it to do facial reconstructions, to test theories, and to display some of my art." she said grinning.
"This would make one kick-ass entertainment center." Tobie said grinning.
"Back to the face." Brennan said.
"What face?" came Cam's voice
"Angela did a reconstruction, but it doesn't match anything in the missing persons records."
"Well, just give it to Booth when he stops by" Cam said.
"Which is now-" came Booth's voice from behind them. "Give me a printout and I'll take it over first thing in the morning." he said walking over to where Brennan stood. Cam watched in horror as he wrapped his arms around her and pecked her on the cheek. Brennan smiled, Cam glared.
"Well," Brennan said breaking the growing tension, "guess we're done for the day."
"May I remind you Dr. Brennan" Cam said her voice cold as ice, "that you're on the clock until 5 pm, meaning you can't leave."
"It's 5 o' clock somewhere." Tobie said with a grin. Everyone tried to hide their laughter to no avail.
"Dr. Brennan." Cam prompted.
"Aren't you going to say something to your assistant." She said rather than asked.
"Why? She was just making an observation. Due to the time differences it is more than likely 5 o' clock somewhere." she said shrugging. Cam's face grew crimson red before she stalked out of the room. Everyone stood there dead silent.
"Well," Booth said clapping his hands, "I do believe that a new squint needs to be 'inducted'" he said grinning. "Where we going to eat?"
"Anywhere where the WWJ can't find us." Tobie muttered.
"WWJ?" Hodgins asked
"Wicked Witch of the Jeffersonian." Tobie supplied. Hodgins and Zack started laughing. Booth thought for a moment.
"I think," he said, "I know just the place."
"Where?" Angela asked.
"Well, what do you feel like?" Booth asked.
"I don't know." Angela said.
"Me either." said Brennan. Hodgins shook his head, and Zack just kinda stared.
"Well, just wait for Sid to tell you then." Booth said smirking.

Minutes later, the Squints and Booth filed into the near empty Wong Foo's.
"Whoa," said Zack, "What happened to this place?" he asked.
"The dinner up the street is what." Sid said walking over from the bar. "They keep taking my business, and what may I ask happened to my best repeat costumers?" he asked jokingly.
"Shit happened." Booth joked back. "The dinner has better fries." he said with a grin.
"Funny G-Man, real funny. Grab yourselves a booth and I'll bring your stuff by in a few." he said walking towards the kitchen.
"We didn't order though." Tobie said perplexed.
"You don't tell Sid what you want," Hodgins said, "He just knows."
"That's insane, and kinda creepy." She said sliding into the booth. Zack sat on her left followed by Hodgins on her right, Angela next to him, Brennan next to her, and finally Booth on the end.
"DADDY!!" came a squeal. In no time whatsoever a blonde mass of hair was spotted over the table top and a small boy had crawled up and squished himself in between Booth and Brennan.
"Hi Doc'er Bones." Parker said grinning.
"Hi Parker," she said looking down. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Mommy and Drew brought me here 'cause I was hun'ry." he said with a nod. He turned and looked at everyone. "Who dat?" he asked pointing at Tobie.
"I'm Tobie," she said in a little kid voice. "What's your name?" she asked
"PARKER?!" came a frantic cry from Rebecca.
"Over here mommy." Parker said looking from around the booth. Rebecca stalked over.
"Don't you disappear on me like that again!" she scolded. "Oh, Seely," she said stopping mid rant. "I didn't see you there." she said slightly embarrassed.
"Mommy, can I finish my dinner wit daddy and the squin's?" he asked flashing her the Booth Charm Smile. Rebecca sighed. Booth looked up at here
"It's not a problem," he said lifting up the little blonde hair boy and sitting him in his lap. "I don’t think the 'squin's" would mind." he said grinning.
"Fine, but we leave when I say so okay?" Rebecca said to Parker.
"Okay mommy." Parker said jumping down and running to grab his dinner. Tobie laughed at the little boy's enthusiasm.
"looks! Sid gave me a cheeseburger an' an' he made a smiley face with the pickles and kat'chup!" Parker said grinning. "How'd he know I like that?" Parker asked in surprise.
"It's one of my insane and kinda creepy talents" Sid said walking up with a tray full of food. Tobie jumped a mile.
"Add stealthy silence to that list." Tobie muttered clutching her chest. "Do you try to give all your customers heart attacks?" she asked.
"Only the annoying ones." Sid said placing a plate of food in front of her. Chicken Dumplings with Egg Fried Rice.
"Damn" She said
"Tobie!" Brennan said pointing to Parker.
"Sorry, I was just kinda hoping the creepy guy would bring something other than my favorite foods." she said pouting. "What is he psychic?" she asked in disbelief.
"Yes I am!" came a shout from the back room behind the kitchen. Parker laughed at that.
"he's gots really good hearing" He said looking at Tobie.
"I can see that." she muttered shoveling a forkful of Egg Fried Rice into her mouth.

"Are you another squint?" Parker asked looking at Tobie.
"Yup." she answered " 'Dr.Bones' hired me today."
"REALLY?!" Parker asked sliding off his dad's lap and in between him and Brennan again.
"Really." Tobie said with child-like enthusiasm.
"SID! SID!" Parker called out.
"Wha'cha need bub?" Sid asked walking over. "more importantly where are you?" he asked.
"Right here silly." Parker said, his blonde mop of hair peeking over the table's edge.
"Ohhhh. So what's up?" he asked pulling a chair up to the table.
"T'day's her first day bein' a squint!" Parker said pointing at Tobie.
"Really now?" Sid asked.
"Really!" Parker said. "She-she needs the-the" he dropped his voice to a whisper, "the you-know-what."
"You think so?" Sid asked looking around the restaurant. Everyone had left save for Drew, Rebecca, and the Jeffersonian Crew. "Hmmmmmmmm..." Sid said contemplating..."I think you're right." He said winking at Parker. Standing up he walked back to the kitchen, "Give me an hour ok?"
"YEA!!!" Parker cheered jumping up and down.
"What do I need?" Tobie asked, raising an eyebrow. Parker giggled.
"I can't tell you silly! It's a secret!" It went like that for a good 40 minutes. The squints watched the 'tennis match' back and forth back and forth. Booth broke out into laughter when Tobie finally gave up, folding her arms over her chest.
"I'm never brining you to interrogate a witness, that's for sure." He said laughing.
"WHY NOT?!" Tobie shouted.
"Because kid, how are you going to get a perp to talk when you can't even get a tid-bit outta a 5 year old?" Sid asked walking up behind them. "But then again, Parker is good at keeping secrets." He finished smiling.
"DO YOU TRY TO GIVE ALL YOUR CUSTOMERS HEART ATTACKS?!" Tobie screeched clutching her chest.
"Sid seems to come out of now where" Zack said trying not to laugh.
"Okay, you know what creepy psychic stealthish guy?! You are one of myayeayea..." she said staring at the large chocolate cake Sid had put in the middle of the table. "you are one of my favorite people in the world right now..." she said reaching for the cake knife.
"Glad you feel that way kid." Sid said passing plates and forks around the table. Tobie cut into the cake, it looked 2x as good on the inside.
"Oh my God..." Booth said once he saw the inside.
"Is that..." Brennan asked.
"FLUFFERNUTTER!!!!!" Tobie said shoveling a forkful into her mouth. "Damn! This cake is wiked." she said trying to swallow. Parker was laughing.
"See! I told you! I told you!" he said jumping up and down pointing at Sid.
"Guess you did." Sid said pulling a chair up to the table yet again. The squints dug into the cake like there was no tomorrow.
"Sid," Brennan said between mouthfuls, "This has got to be the greatest thing I've ever had." She had a dollop (how cul is that word?!) of Fluffernutter on the side of her mouth. Booth smirked.
"You got a little something." he said pointing.
"What? Where?" she asked.
"I'll get it." he said leaning over Parker's head. Booth reached over and kissed her, right there in front of everyone, discreetly licking the Fluffernutter off the side of her mouth. Angela squealed, Hodgins covered his ears, Zack and Tobie laughed, Sid muttered 'finally!' and Parker screamed "EWWWWW!!!" Once the need to breath again over came them, they broke apart. Angela motioned for Parker to crawl over when no one was looking, and whispered something in his ear. When Parker got back to his seat, he looked up at Brennan.
"Dr. Bones?" he asked.
"Yea Parker?" she prompted taking another bite of cake.
"Are you going to be my other mommy?" he asked innocently. The cake in Brennan's mouth was promptly spit out, and Booth sat there speechless.
"ANGE!!!" Brennan screeched. Angela just sat there with a dumb look on her face.
"What'd I do?" she asked trying not to laugh...

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Posted 07/10/2007 06:21:02 PM by BGWGscienceteacher

I loved this story. I'm glad you decided to post it over here as well.

Posted 07/10/2007 06:27:30 PM by rabidauthor

I GIVE YOU CHAPTER 11!!!!! sorry it took so long but i've been swamped wit stuff

disclaimer: do i need to post one?


Ch. 11- Food Fights and Forgetfulness

“Angela! That wasn’t funny!“ Brennan shouted.

“Actually, the look on your guys’ faces was well worth it.” Angela said grinning.

“You still didn’t answer his question.” Tobie said smirking.

“Parker, how, why, um.” Booth stuttered.

“I’m sorry.” Parker said looking down. Both Booth and Brennan felt bad.

“Hey,” Brennan said pulling Parker close. “Your not in trouble.” She said reassuringly.

“I’m not?” He asked

“Nope, Angela is” Brennan said glaring. She put a piece of her cake on a fork and shot it at Angela. But it missed and hit Hodgins. Hodgins did the same, but missed Brennan and hit Sid.

“You guys are really bad aims.” Tobie said sighing. “This is how it’s done.” She put a piece of cake on a spoon and aimed for Booth, but missed and hit Brennan. Sid tried to retaliate against Hodgins, but hit Angela, and Parker joined in the fun grabbing fistfuls of cake and throwing them at Zack and Tobie. No one was safe with the cake and Fluffernutter chunks flying every which way. No one aimed anymore, they just tossed cake at anything that moved. All too soon, they ran out of cake leaving them with nothing to throw. Catching their breaths, they all took napkins and began to wipe cake off of themselves, and the table, and the booth seats, and the floor, and the walls… Their cleaning was interrupted by the sounds of laughter coming from Drew and Rebecca. The group looked over to see them tipsily stumble out the door, arms linked together.

“They, they left me here?” Parker asked, tears gathering in his eyes.

“Hey, hey” Booth said scooping him up. “They didn’t leave you here on purpose.” He said

“So they forgot me?” he asked tears flowing freely.

“No!” Booth said. “No no no.” he was stalling, and Brennan knew it.

“They knew you were with your daddy.” Brennan said reassuringly. “They would never forget you.”

“Yes they would.” Parker mumbled between sobs. “I don’t like Drew! I wanna live with you!” he said looking up at Booth.

“I have a friend who’s studying law.” Tobie supplied. “She was my roomie a few years back, she was coming to visit towards the end of the week anyway, maybe you could talk to her?”

“We’ll see.” Booth said looking down at the sleepy Parker. “I’ve got to get him to bed, but what if Rebecca comes back?” He asked.

“I’ll stick around, tell her were he is.” Sid offered.

“Thanks.” Booth said picking up Parker and heading to the door. Brennan slid out behind him and followed him to the door.

“It’s getting late,” Tobie said, “we should probably get going. You know,” she said turning to Sid, “you ain’t so bad for a creepy, psychic stealthish guy.” She said grinning.

“Glad to here it.” Sid said taking the plates into the kitchen.

“That’s my ride.” Zack said following Tobie. Ange watched Zack follow Tobie outta the restaurant.

“So many comments, so little time,” she said smirking “Thanks for dinner Sid!” she called.

“Be sure to come back!” he called from the kitchen. “I don’t need to lose my best customers to that lousy diner!” Hodgins snorted.

“They have better pie.” he mumbled.

“I HEARD THAT!” Sid called out. Hodgins’ eyes grew wide.

“Tobie’s right, he is kinda creepy that way.” Angela smirked, and wrapped his arms around him as they made their way out the door.

In the parking lot, Booth had come to the realization that he didn’t have Parker’s car seat.

“I could…hold him…” Brennan said. A few minutes later, Brennan was in the passenger seat with a sleeping Parker sitting in her lap. Booth looked at them through the driver’s window and smiled. In no time at all, they had reached Booth’s place, and Parker was sleeping soundly in his bed. Booth wrapped his arms around Brennan and led her into his room.

Ring, Ring…..Ring….Ring…

Booth awoke to the sound of his phone ringing- he looked at the clock 3:00 am. Sighing, he tentatively reached over Brennan to grab his phone.

“Hello?” he asked groggily.

“Hey G-Man Hate to wake you up, but a very frantic Rebecca just called about 5 minutes ago.” came Sid’s voice.

“What time did we leave your place?” Booth asked a little more awake.

“About 10.”

“God, I’m sorry you waited all that time Sid.” Booth apologized.

“No worries G-Man. Happy to help. Besides this place doesn’t open until 10 tomorrow.”

“Since when.”

“Since 5 minutes ago.” Booth chuckled. “I’ll let you get back to sleep. Say hi to the Bone Lady for me.”

“Will do.” Booth said hanging up the phone. Brennan rolled over.

“Who was that?” she asked half asleep.

“Sid says hi.” Booth said draping an arm around her.

“Oh.” she said before falling back to sleep. Booth sighed, maybe he would talk to Tobie’s friend.

Brennan awoke at 7 am the next morning. She looked over to see Booth soundly sleeping next to her. The only thing was there was something between them. A warm something with a mop of curly blonde hair. She pulled back the covers a little to reveal a sleeping Parker wedged in between herself and Booth. She smiled down at the little boy. Just a few days ago she never would have imagined herself here, but now, it just seemed natural. Booth stirred slightly from his side of the bed. Rolling over, he saw Brennan looking down at Parker. He smiled. A few days ago he never would have pictured this moment, but now, it just seemed natural.

“Hey.” he whispered.

“Hey yourself.”

“You know, Cam is gonna be so pissed off at you for leaving the lab.” Brennan threw her head back against the pillow.

“Oh God I am so nailed.”

“Screwed. The saying is screwed.” He laughed. “A for effort though.” She threw a pillow at him, waking Parker up. He looked around groggily.

“Hi Dr. Bones.” he mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

“Hey sleepy head.” she said grinning.

“What time’s it?” he asked

“7 am” Parker jumped up.

“I’m gonna be late!!! Daddy!!! C’mon!!! I’m gonna be late!!!” he said jumping over Brennan and out the door. Brennan looked over at Booth.

“School.” he said shrugging. “It starts at 8:30 but if he wakes up later than 6 he figures he’s going to be late.” Brennan laughed. A few minutes later, Parker appeared in the doorway fully dressed and back-pack in tow.

“C’mon! Daddy! Dr. Bones! Get up!” he shouted pulling the covers off the bed.

“Whoa there bud.” Booth said standing up. “We have to eat first.”

“Can we eat in the car?”

“Hm, don’t you think pancakes would be a little messy in the car?” Booth asked smiling.

“PANCAKES?!” Parker asked. “YES!” he ran into the kitchen. Booth wandered off behind him, leaving Brennan to her thoughts. "Yea" she thought…"This seems pretty natural." sighing, she followed the Booth Boys into the kitchen.


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Posted 07/10/2007 07:00:36 PM by rabidauthor

ok- so i was gonna post this yesterday or earlier last week but i convinently procrastinated on a huge bio project and english essay due sometime this week...so here's the update-- and i may post more later idk, but next week i might be havin surgery so idk if im gonna git around to it... anyway, thanks for being patient everyone!

Disclaimer: ya, still dont own anything and my spelling and grammar suck so dont torch me on that k?

Ch. 12- Mythical Houses and Squint Love

Brennan leaned against the kitchen doorway watching Parker watch intently as Booth expertly flipped the pancakes. She laughed to herself when she noticed Booth’s tongue was slightly sticking out the side of his mouth, as if flipping pancakes took great skill and concentration. Holding the skittle’s handle in one hand, Booth flipped a pancake over his shoulder, and caught it in the skittle which he had moved behind his back. Brennan’s eyes grew wide in amazement. ok she thought to herself maybe it does take a little skill and concentration. Parker clapped wildly as Booth took a bow.

“Like the view Bones?” He asked. Brennan stood there mouth agape. Parker giggled and sat down at the table with his plate of pancakes. Booth smirked turning to face her. “Pancakes?” he asked gesturing to a large pile on a plate.

“Sure.” Brennan said moving into the kitchen. The three of them sat there eating pancakes while Parker told Brennan all about school and his friends and teachers.

“That sounds like a lot of fun.” Brennan said finishing her last pancake.

“It is.” Parker said excitedly. “But I’m gonna miss out if we don’t leave!” he shouted making a run for the front door. Booth watched in amusement as Parker scampered to the door with his backpack.

“Hey Bud, you gotta wait for us to get ready to you know.” He said taking a sip of coffee. Parker let out a strangled noise and hit his head against the door.

“I thought kids tried to get out of going to school.” Brennan said putting her plate in the sink.

“Not this kid.” Booth said coming up behind her. They looked at each other intently, their faces moving closer and closer together until they were a fraction of a millimeter apart.

“COME ON!!!!!” Parker shouted. The two broke apart and laughed at the little boy.

“Alright!” Booth said walking into his room. “We’re going!” Brennan realized she didn’t have any clean clothes to wear to work. Looking at her wrinkled outfit in dismay she sighed. Booth came out of the bathroom and watched her.

“This is why an overnight bag comes in handy.” he said smirking. He rummaged through one of his drawers before he found a small pair of sweat pants. “Through these on and we’ll swing by your place after dropping Parker off.” he said tossing them at her.

An hour and a half later, Brennan walked into the lab.

“What have you guys found?” she asked walking up to the platform.

“I placed the ring.” Angela said swallowing a sip of coffee.

“Let me guess,” Tobie said. “George Washington High, Class of ‘04, Go Panthers?” Hodgins nearly chocked on his coffee.

“How’d you know that?!” he asked. Tobie rolled her eyes

“More importantly, where have you two been?” Angela asked raising her eyebrows.

“It was on the ring idiot.” she said shaking her head. Hodgins’ face turned a lovely shade of pink. “and seeing as you have coffee already, I’m assuming you don’t want one of these.” she said brandishing a tray full of Starbucks cups. “One for you…” she said giving a cup to Brennan, “and you…” she said hading one to Zack, along with a quick kiss, “And one for our favorite FBI Agent when he shows up.” Tobie said setting the tray aside.

“You didn’t answer my question” Angela said smirking.

“Um, we may have been celebrating in our own special way.” Tobie said innocently.” Zack’s face also turned a lovely shade of pink.

“Right,” Angela said laughing. “Back to the ring, the high school is on 56th street and Central.” she said “and the ring wasn’t custom ordered like some were, it’s just the generic class ring.”

“So we can look at the order records and see who ordered a man’s ring like that right?” Brennan asked.

“I did. 150 ordered this ring.” Angela said holding it up. “Apparently guy’s aren’t into the whole customizing thing.”

“Got us a name!” Booth said bounding up the steps to the platform. “Alex Jackson. George Washington High graduate in ‘04, was attending American U, engineering major. Clean record. Not a spot on it.” he finished tossing the file on the examination table. “Reported missing last night.” he said eyeing the Starbucks tray. Tobie passed it over to him, and he gladly took one of the remaining cups.

“Zack, about how long was the victim dead for?” Brennan asked.

“About 3 days.”

“But the body didn’t have enough skin on it for only 3 days.” Tobie said.

“Ah, but when the victim has been soaked in hydrochloric acid it does.” Hodgins said. “The dirt found near the victim was soaked in it, which also explains why there wasn’t any insect activity, they won’t go near the stuff. Also, traces of metal were found on the remaining flesh around the chest area.”

“Which goes with my premise that the victim had been stabbed with a thin metal pole of some sort.” Zack said. “Here, and here,” he said pointing at the body, “you can see that the entry is too wide for a knife or blade of any kind, and the amount of damage done to the ribs would need something more than a knife as well.”

“Ok- Zack, you and Tobie clean the bones, and then check to see if there’s anything else we missed.” Cam came into the room just as the little pow-wow was coming to an end.

“Dr. Brennan.” She snapped. “You came in late today, as did you Dr. Addy and you Ms. Miller.” Cam said putting her hands on her hips.

“Cam, this can wait, Bones and I are going to go inform the victims family of his death and Zack and Tobie are going to…do whatever it is squints do.” he finished.

“That’s beside the point!” Cam shouted. “They all left early yesterday too when I specifically instructed them they had an hour left.” Tobie wistfully looked up towards the ceiling.

“What are you looking at?!” Cam snapped.

“Just waiting for that house from Kansas is all.” Tobie muttered. Cam stood there fuming. Booth sniggered. Behind them Angela and Hodgins were trying not to crack up.

“I don’t know what that means.” Brennan said.

“I think I get it.” Zack said, “never mind, I don’t.”

“Ok then,” Booth said rubbing his hands together. “You two do your squint stuff. Me and Bones will be the bearers of bad news and Cam can go cool off? Good? Ok, Break!” he said clapping his hands and ushering Brennan out the door. Tobie chuckled and walked towards the platform with Zack and Cam just stood there, like always. She sighed. Never was a part of this little family she thought venomously and I never will be was her final thought as she walked off.

20 Minutes later, Booth and Brennan had pulled up to a small house in suburbia. Green law complete with white picket fence and minivan. Typical suburbia. Booth and Brennan solemnly walked up to the front door and knocked. This was the part the dreaded the most.

“Hello.” Greeted a cheerful woman in her late 40’s. “Can I help you?”

“Mrs. Jackson, my names Seely Booth, I’m with the FBI, and this is my partner Dr. Temperance Brennan.” The woman’s face fell.

“This is about my Alex isn’t it?” she asked. “They found him didn’t they?”

“Yes, we, we found him.” Booth said slowly.

“Uh, please come in.” she said opening the door. The pair followed Mrs. Jackson into the living room where two teenagers were watching tv and fighting over the remote control. One was a boy about 15 and the other a girl about 17.

“Kids, go one outside or something.” Mrs. Jackson said. The two teens looked up at Booth and Brennan. Nodding, they left quietly.

“Um, have a seat.” she said gesturing to the now vacant couch. “My husband’s at work right now, so what can I help you with?” she asked.

“Mrs. Jackson, we found Alex yesterday, and, we’re sorry to say that,” Mrs. Jackson started to cry.

“I had a feeling,” she said through her tears, “that maternal instinct you know? You just know something’s wrong, but you just don’t know how wrong.” she whispered.

“We’re very sorry for your loss.” Brennan said.

“Do you know who did this?” she asked.

“That’s what we’re going to find out.” Booth said. “Did he have any enemies? Was he involved with,” he was cut short by Mrs. Jackson.

“Alex was liked by everyone. The sweetest boy you could ever meet. Always thinking of others and ways to help them. He was a good boy. Didn’t do drugs, didn’t drink or smoke. Got along with everyone fine.”

“Did he live here or on campus?” Booth asked.

“He lived on campus, but came here to do laundry and to eat.” she said laughing. “I think the only thing he actually did in that dorm of his was sleep.”

“When was the last time you saw him?” Booth asked.

“Saturday.” she said sadly. “He was going to a campus St. Patrick’s Day party.”

“Were there any changes in personality or behavior lately?” Booth asked.

“No, not that I noticed.” Mrs. Jackson said shaking her head. Booth pulled a card out of his wallet.

“Here’s my card,” he said hading it to her. Please call if you remember anything else that might be helpful.”

“Will do.” she said sadly escorting them to the front door. Brennan sighed as they walked back to the SUV.

“You ok?” Booth asked.

“What? Ya, it’s just, she was so heart broken,” Brennan said. Booth wrapped his arms around her.

“Hey!” Came a girls voice from behind them. Turning around they came face to face with the teenage girl from inside. “I know something.” she said.

“What?” Booth asked.

“Well, don’t tell my mama I know this,” she said, “but Alex was pledging St. Patrick’s Day, not going to a campus party.”

“Pledging?” Brennan asked.

“Ya, pledging.” the girl said looking at her funny. “Like a frat house?” she said.

“A fraternity?” Brennan asked.

“Duh.” the girl said rolling her eyes.

“What house?” Booth asked.

“Kappa Phi” the girl said pulling a paper from her pocket. “I guess it’s like some super secret frat house or something.” unfolding the paper she handed it to Booth. “This is a letter he got. I found it in one of his jackets when I was helping him with his laundry. He told me to keep real quiet about it, no one was supposed to know about it, and he knew mama would flip because she doesn’t like these kinds of things.” Booth took the letter and skimmed over it. It was a congratulatory letter saying that Alex had been chosen to pledge. “Word around the campus is that this house is big on hazing stuff.” the girl said folding her arms over her chest.

“How would you know?” Brennan asked her.

“Advanced Math and Biology classes.” the girl said shrugging. “Twice a week I’m on campus. I asked around. I know I’m not a cop or anything, but my guess would be that’s how he died.”

“Thanks…”

“Emma.” the girl supplied

“Thanks Emma,” Booth said walking around to the driver’s side door. Brennan opened her door and got in.

“Where to now?” she asked

“Now, we’re gonna go check out a little frat house.” Booth said

Back at the lab, Zack and Tobie had moved the remains into a clear container.

“So, what do we clean these baby’s with?” Tobie asked putting on the rubber gloves and goggles Zack had given her. Zack turned to face her with two large jars of maggots. “Are you serious?” Tobie asked.

“Yup.” Zack said grinning. “This way, we can insure that anything that may be helpful to us isn’t stripped from the bones by chemicals.” he said dumping the first jar into the container. “There isn’t much flesh left on the body meaning a) this will be fast and b) the skins dead so the maggots will get it all.”

“That’s so cool” Tobie said watching as the maggots set to work. Zack watched in amusement as she stared through the glass like a little kid.

“Ya,” he said taking his goggles and gloves off, “it is.” coming up next to her, he wrapped an arm around her and they both watched as their little bug friends cleaned the bones.

“Guys,” they heard Angela say as she walked in. She stopped mid sentence when she saw Zack and Tobie in each others’ embrace, watching maggots. She nearly gagged and walked out of the room.

Hodgins saw her face and looked into the room.

“Aw,” he said laughing. “Squint love.”

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Posted 07/10/2007 07:09:01 PM by rabidauthor

Did hell freeze over? becuase i think this is a new chapter:


Ch.13- Oh Shit

Booth and Brennan pulled up in front of a large mansionesque house on the outskirts of the college campus. The walked up the long walkway to the double front door.

“Let’s get this over with.” Booth mumbled knocking on the door. No one answered, but the door opened a crack.

“Hello?” Booth called. “Anyone in there?”

“Should we go in?” Brennan asked. “I mean, the door is open.”

“Good point.” he said opening the door a little more. “Hello?” he called again. The two wandered into the large front room. The place looked more like a country club than a frat house. “Anyone in here?” Booth asked. Brennan wandered around the room stopping at a large door. She heard something.

“Booth, I think someone’s in here.” she said gesturing to the door.

“Why?” he asked walking over to here.

“I heard something. Like, a moan.” she said.

“This can’t end well.” Booth mumbled. Slowly he opened the door, “Hello?” he asked. Opening the door a little farther, he walked in, Brennan not far behind. “Whoa!” he said turning around. There in the room, were at least 6 or 7 teens, on the floor, naked. “Sorry, I didn’t, we didn’t,” Booth’s face turned 10 shades of red Brennan intervened.

“We’re from the FBI,” she said “we just have a few questions to ask anyone who knew Alex Jackson.” she said. The teens sat up a little.

“Wait,” one girl said, “what about Alex?”

“Ya,” came a guys voice from, somewhere, “is he ok.”

“Not really, which is why we need to talk to you guys, and girls.” she added.

“Ya, no problem,” someone said. “What do you need to know?” he asked.

“How about we continue this discussion, when you guys have some clothes on.” Booth said, his voice slightly cracking. Realization dawned on the teens as the scrambled to grab discarded clothes.

“Dude, where my shorts?” someone asked.

“Cassie is this one yours or mine?” came another voice.

“Yours I think,” came a reply, “Has anyone seen my bra?”

“Over there.” someone said pointing to a chair.

“No, I think that’s Jenna’s.”

“We’re just going to wait out here,” Booth said ushering Brennan out of the room.

“I think someone’s in there.” he mimicked. “I heard something.”

“Oh shut up.” Brennan said rolling her eyes.

“Well, thanks to that little, encounter” he said, “I may need to start going back to Gordon Gordon.”

“Why?” Brennan asked. “It’s a perfectly natural thing for,”

“It’s wrong.” Booth said

“Well, in Ancient Rome, people would often participate in,”

“No scientific anything.” Booth said putting his hand up. “I could have done without seeing that today.” he said. Brennan rolled her eyes.

“Well, it’s anthropologically known that,”

“Na-ah”

“But-”

“A- di di di-” he said putting up his hand.

“Booth if you would just-”

“No”

“You don’t even-”

“No.” he said Brennan shrugged.

“It’santhropologicallyknownthatpeoplehavebeenpracticingorigiesforhunderedsofyears!” she said Booth looked at here.

“How did you say that so fast?” he asked perplexed.

“When-” she was cut off by the sound of an opening door. The teens reappeared (fully clothed this time).

“So, why do you need to talk to us about Alex?” a dark haired boy asked.

“Alex Jackson, was found dead yesterday.” Booth said. One of the girls broke into sobs, and ran out of the room. Brennan quietly followed her.

“Wait, how- why- what?!” the boy asked again.

“Alex Jackson’s body was found yesterday. He had multiple stab wounds to the chest, and it’s believed that he was murdered.” Booth said calmly. The group of teens let it sink in for a moment. “We know he was pledging here at this frat house.” Booth said. “What did you guys do on Saturday?” he asked.

“Um, first, well,” One guy stuttered.

“You’re going to get into more trouble if you don’t tell me what you guys did.” Booth said.

“Well, um, Sam’s brother got us some beer, and we got totally trashed.” he said.

“Who’s Sam?” Booth asked.

“That girl that ran out.” the brown haired boy said pointing to the door.

“So you got trashed and then what?”

“Charlie,” the other guy said gesturing to the brow haired boy. “thought it would be funny if we blind-folded him and made him find his way back to the house.”

“Hazing.” Booth said.

“No, not really, well, kinda, ya it is.” the brown haired boy stuttered.

“What happened after that?” Booth asked.

“We came back to the house and passed out.” another kid said.

“We woke up the next morning with a killer hangover,” Charlie said. “By the time we remembered what had happened, we were out the door looking for him.”

“Sam and his sister Emma ran into us when we were over by the campus looking.” the other kid said. “We told them what had happened and Sam started freaking out and Emma ran back to her place to see if he came home or something. But,” he hung his head, “we didn’t find him.” he finished sadly.

“Did Alex have any enemies?” Booth asked. “Anyone that might have wanted to hurt him?” Everyone shook their heads, except for Charlie. Booth took that into account. “If anyone can think of anything else, don’t hesitate to call.” Booth said leaving his card on a small table before he walked out the door. Walking out to the front, he spotted Brennan and Sam sitting on a porch swing. Sam had calmed down some, and Brennan was, hugging her? Booth cleared his throat a little.

“I better get back inside,” Sam said. “Thanks Tempe.” she said.

“Not a problem.” Brennan answered. Standing up, she walked over to where Booth was standing.

“I think I know the murderer. I think I know the murderer.” she sang song walking down the pathway to the car.

“Wait, what?!” Booth asked following her.

“I said, I…think….I….know…the…”

“Ya, I got that part, but how?” he asked confused. Brennan climbed into the SUV.

“Sam was Alex’s girlfriend.” she said. “Sam’s family didn’t like the fact that she was going out with him.”

“Why?”

“They’re prejudice.” Brennan said simply.

“Ok, but, why murder him?” Booth said. “Why not just tell him not to date their daughter anymore like most parents do.”

“By prejudice I mean KKK prejudice.” Brennan said as they pulled out of the parking spot.

“Sh!te.” Booth said shaking his head.

“M-hm.” Brennan said.

“That explains a lot.”

“That’s not even half of it.” Brennan scoffed. She was cut off by the ringing of Booth’s cell phone.

“Booth.” He said. “When?….scoff….I’ll be right there.” he hung up his phone.

“What’s wrong?” Brennan asked.

“Rebecca showed up at Parker’s school and tried to take him out early.” Booth said opening his phone again. “Parker won’t go with her and told the office people to call me.” he said dialing. Brennan was speechless.

“Ya, Tobie?” Booth said into the phone. “I need the name and number of that friend of yours.” he said.


from here on out it gets pretty dark--- if you wanna keep reading then review!!!!!!

Posted 07/10/2007 07:14:31 PM by rabidauthor


A/N: first of all thank you kat for kicking ma muse back into gear

secondly- i know i'm making rebecca out to be the bad guy in this- but it's fiction right? she would never do this on the show...i hope...

anyway: on with tha fic!



"Sure Booth," Tobie said. Zack looked at her funny. "No, It's not a problem, she's coming into town tomorrow anyway. Ok- ready? It's (602)-453-9878. Right. Ok. See ya. OH! Wait! Tell Cap'n B that the bones showed nothing new. It all fits with what we found earlier. " She waited. "Right. Ok then. Bye."

"What did Booth want?" Zack asked.

"The number of that lawyer friend of mine. Well, almost lawyer, she's graduating this year."

Booth dialed the number that Tobie had given him.

"Hi!" came a voice "You've reached Anna Sobocinski future attorney at law. I'm unavailable at the moment, so leave a message. And if this is Tobie, I ALREADY GAVE YOU MY FLIGHT INFO THREE TIMES SO IF YOU LOST IT AGAIN THEN YOU BETTER FIND IT!!! beep"

"Um, hi Ms. Sobocinski, this is Special Agent Seeley Booth, and I had a legal question for you. Your friend Tobie gave me your number, so if you could get back to me as soon as possible I'd appreciate it. Thank you." Booth hung the phone up,

"Now what?" Brennan asked.

"Now we go to the school." Booth said, turning the corner.

A few minutes later a large brick building came into view. Trees lined the pathway to the front door and a giant fenced in playground stood to the side. Booth and Brennan walked through the front doors to find the principal, Rebecca, Drew, and Rebecca's lawyer standing in front of Parker who was seated in a chair.

"Daddy!" Parker shouted.

"Hey bub." Booth said walking over to the group. He eyed Rebecca's lawyer. "What's he doing here?" He asked.

"Mr. Johnson is here to give you these papers." Rebecca said. They were custody papers saying that Booth wouldn't be able to see Parker anymore.

"Rebecca, you can't do this." Booth said through gritted teeth.

"I can and I am." she spat. "Drew and I are getting married soon, and we want to move to New York. It will be easier this way," she said. "I've been planning this for a while anyway." she said smirking. "To bad you don't have a lawyer here." Brennan thought for a moment. Slowly, she backed away from the group and walked back outside. Taking out her cell phone she dialed.

"Hello?" Came a very annoyed voice. "This had better be good Dr. Brennan."

"Booth's ex just served him with custody papers, at Parker's school when he doesn't even want to go with her in the first place." Brennan said slightly hysterical.

"Whoa, calm down. Start from the beginning." Brennan hurriedly recounted all the events that had happened from at the restaurant to now.

"Hold on, don't have him sign anything till I get there. Give me five minutes." Brennan hung the phone up and ran back inside.

"Look Seeley just sign the damn papers!" Rebecca said. Parker was on the verge of tears. Mr. Johnson handed Booth a pen which he reluctantly took.

"Wait Booth!" Brennan said grabbing his arm. "Caroline's on her way." she said grinning. Booth sighed a sigh of relief,

"I'm not going to ask how you managed that." Booth said quietly. He handed the pen back to Mr. Johnson.

"Wait Caroline Grey?!" (a/n: i dont know what her real last name is i couldnt find it...)

"The very same." Booth grinned. The lawyer looked scared, really scared.

"Ok!" Came a voice. "That idiot didn't sign anything did he?" Caroline asked.

"I'm not that much of an idiot thank you." Booth said.

"Well, we'll see. Gimme those." She said taking the papers. Booth's cell phone rang.

"hello?" Booth asked.

"Ya, this is Anna returning your call." Came a voice.

"Oh, right," Booth said. Her heard a little chuckle.

"You must be hard up for advice if you let Tobie talk you into calling me." she said. I'm coming into town tomorrow, and I'd be happy to help you with anything legal as long as I know what I'm talking about." She said. Booth glanced into the office. Parker had found his way over to Brennan and was clinging tightly to her leg, she bent down and scooped him up. Drew was trying to calm down a very p!ssed off Rebecca, and Caroline and Mr. Johnson were going at it.

"Ya, I think we need all the help we can get on this." he said still looking at the three ring circus inside. The principal intervened for a brief moment and escorted the group into a private room.

"Sounds good. See you tomorrow then." she said hanging up.

Booth walked back inside, Rebecca's lawyer looked like he had just been slapped, and knowing Caroline there was distinct possibility that had happened. Caroline looked over at Booth.

"1 week temporary custody to you and Dr. Brennan until court." she said walking out. "You can thank me later." she called over her shoulder.

"You and me huh?" Booth said smirking.

"Someone else needed to sign too." Brennan said handing the pen to Booth and rebalancing the tired Parker on her hip. The once pristinely typed legal document Booth had seen earlier was now a mess of scribbles, initials, and rewording. Booth looked it over briefly before signing it. Rebecca marched up to Booth and slapped him.

"This isn't over yet Seeley." She hissed.

"You know what Rebecca?!" Booth nearly shouted. "Stop trying to hurt me and start thinking about what this is doing to him!" he said pointing at Parker. He was asleep in Brennan's arms, his face contorted with pain and confusion. Rebecca let out a small gasp, and let Drew lead her out the door. Booth stared in amazement. How she could do this to Parker he would never know. He felt Brennan's hand on his shoulder.

"Come on Seeley," she said. "We should get him home." Booth looked at the sleeping Parker, and then at the clock. 2 o'clock. Naptime. Wrapping his arm around Brennan, the trio made their way out to the SUV.


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