"Tis the only comfort of the miserable to have partners in their woes."
Miguel De Cervantes
Two months.
She had been here for two months and hadn't found the first shred of evidence that was linked to the signs of early man. Daisy had been as perky as ever throughout the 60 some odd days they have been in Maluku, but even Brennan her-self could see doubt slowly making its way into her eyes.
"Dr. Brennan, maybe if we separate…" Daisy began again knowing that her efforts would be short lived. She was shot down by the famous anthropologist every time she suggested the concept of working separate from each other, to cover more ground, and each time it ended the same way.
"We are on a foreign island, Miss. Wick, it would be ignorant of us to go off into unknown territory especially in such a hostile environment. " Daisy Wick knew what Maluku could be like; she did her research thoroughly before jumping on a plane traveling a thousand some odd miles with her ex-boss. But some part of her wondered what all the fuss was about. They had been here for two months and have yet to come in contact with anyone or anything besides a few monkeys and a couple spiders.
"Perhaps we should call it a night," Brennan stated, casting a gaze to judge the suns location, "if my calculations are correct we have four hours till night fall and it's a good three hour hike back."
"Good idea." Daisy said flatly, she was hot, tired and frankly starving.
The brush was thick as they walked back in silence, neither having the energy to make much conversation. Brennan was glad; she had never been one too converse with someone like Daisy Wick. If she were being honest with herself, she really didn't understand the reasoning why she asked her to come alone anyway.
Brennan followed behind Daisy, fairly comfortable with letting her lead. She couldn't help but let her mind wonder to Booth, and what he was doing right now. The time difference was significant, so if she were being rational, she knew he was more than likely sleeping. Booth had assured her that he wasn't in Afghanistan for a combat mission, strictly training, but Brennan didn't know if she believed him one hundred percent. Booth was exceptionally good at leaving out little details if he thought it would protect her somehow. She cleared her throat, blaming the tightness that suddenly formed there her thirst and not the sudden memory of her partner.
She was brought back to reality when she slammed into the back of Daisy.
Catching herself before she fell, she asked what the problem was. Daisy didn't' say anything only pointed.
"Oh." Brennan said, taking in the enormous silk web and its creator, an Orb spider.
"That is the biggest, most disgusting spider I've ever seen." She said, stepping back, trying to put distance between her and the ugly golden brown arachnid.
"I concur, it is quite large for the family it belongs too," Brennan looked around for a stick, spying one she scooped it up, "I'm sure Dr. Hodgins would love to figure out why, do you have a container of some sort?" Daisy looked at Brennan as if she had grown another head.
"You've got to be kidding me, Dr. Brennan, I'm sorry but I'm not carrying that thing with us the rest of the trip."
Brennan was about to retort with a 'science is science no matter what' speech when she heard the distinct ring of her tractor phone.
They both froze for a moment, the sound almost foreign to them.
"Brennan." She said, tossing the bag down on the ground, stretching her back.
The connection was cracking and the voice distant and unfamiliar and Brennan couldn't help but pull the phone back a little.
"Dr. Brennan, this is Major William Darby," the man stopped and Brennan waited for him to continue, when he didn't she broke the silence first.
"Am I suppose too know who you are, because your name is not dinging any bells in a metaphoric sense of course?"
"Ringing any bells Dr. Brennan." Daisy added, and Brennan nodded her thanks. As the man on the other end cleared his throat.
"Huh, no Dr. Brennan, we have never met, I'm with the U.S. Army Rangers, and we are calling because we need your assistance." Brennan felt her body stiffen as he spoke, her mind automatically thinking of Booth.
"Is Booth okay, what's this about?" Brennan didn't care that her voice seemed to crack a little when she asked the question, and she noticed Daisy, who was intently watching the spider before, was now focused on Brennan herself.
"Please understand I'm not at liberty to add any information than what I have been released too doctor," Brennan cut him off.
"I can assure you I have a very high clearance level Mr. Darby, as you should know since I'm fairly comfortable making the assumption that the army has given you my file already."
The man didn't skip a beat, "There has been an attack, in Central Afghanistan Dr. Brennan."
Neither did Temperance, "Sergeant Major, Seeley Booth, he is an adviser to the Afghan National Army; Afghan forces are being trained by coalition forces to take an increased role in fighting the Taliban insurgency…"
"Dr. Brennan, I am to inform you that you have been called to serve your country under the strict orders of the President, a plane will be at your camp site in less than four hours."
Brennan was about to retort when the line went dead.
"Excuse my French Dr. Brennan, but what the hell was that about?" Brennan looked at Daisy, having completely forgotten she was there.
"I, I don't know."
Well this is my first Bones fanfic, I hope you enjoyed it. I am looking for a BETA, so if you're interested let me know. Anyways, I know this is a few seasons ago, but I liked the idea. Read and review boneheads. Thanks in advance! Flames more than welcome.
