A/N: College started the 16th so I'm not sure how much updating I will be doing until the semester is over. As always I once again thank you for your patience. :) Now on with the story.


The Skeleton in the Mountains

By 18lzytwner

Chapter 1

The Jeffersonian Medico-Legal Lab, Friday 3:30 p.m.

She stood over a very old skeleton trying to discern the cause of death. Most people would have considered the items the body was found with and made an automatic assumption but that wasn't her style. The skeleton was more important than the items surrounding it. In fact, the musket, homemade round bullets, and what remained of a blue coat and white vest and pants, normally would have indicated that the body had been one of a Continental Army soldier, dating back to the American Revolution but something was amiss. The sound of a card being swiped through the security post went unnoticed as she tried to nail down the facts.

"Bones. We have another case." It was Agent Booth. When she didn't respond he tried again.

"Bones." Again no luck so he did the only thing he could think of. He got right up behind her and breathed on her neck. The little hairs on the back of her neck stood at attention and she immediately turned around.

"What are you doing Booth?" She practically snapped at him.

"I knew you'd like that." He smirked.

"What if someone saw?" She wondered.

"Let them there was nothing to indicate that I have a relationship with Dr. Temperance Brennan, the world's best forensic anthropologist." Booth continued to smile.

"Uh huh just another case of sexual harassment in the work place." She replied. Booth was about to say something when someone interrupted.

"Dr. Brennan, something doesn't seem right with the x-rays of our Revolutionary War John Doe number four-sixty one."

"Yes Zach, something seems odd about John Doe number four-sixty as well." She said.

"That's fascinating but we have another case that is a little more pressing." Booth shifted the focus back to himself.

"What's up?" Angela walked up onto the platform followed by Hodgins.

"We've got a body or what's left of one that needs immediate attention." The FBI Agent explained.

"This late on a Friday? It can't wait?" Angela asked hopefully.

"I'm afraid not." Booth said waving the file in the air. Brennan grabbed it and looked at what the manila folder contained.

"No fair, I wanted to spoil the surprise." He whined mockingly. The forensic anthropologist gave him a look and continued to sift through the grotesque pictures. She then closed the folder and looked at her team. Angela had a hopeful look in her eyes, as did Hodgins. Undoubtedly, they had plans. Zach was still focusing on the x-rays from John Doe four-sixty one.

"I think I can handle this myself tonight but I want everyone here tomorrow at ten a.m." She said. Angela was about to object when Cam walked over.

"Did I just hear you telling them they could go home with a body that needs to be worked on?" The Head of Forensics asked.

"The body was discovered near the Rockies. I highly doubt that anything is going to get shipped here before one or two in the afternoon tomorrow." Brennan told her.

"That's right and our flight leaves at six so we need to move it along." Booth tried to hurry them up. Cam gave him a look and then turned her attention back to Brennan.

"All right. Zach, pack up the remains of the Revolutionary War John Does. You guys will be working on them tomorrow until Dr. Brennan can send over the remains." With that she turned and left the group.

"All right. Grab your kit and I'll pick up at 4:30." Booth told the forensic anthropologist.

"That doesn't give me much time to pack." She said.

"I know but remember the last time we went to the airport? They almost didn't let you on the plane and I had to go through that whole spiel about how you were my partner and you weren't going to try to blow the plane up with the powders in your kit." Booth reminded her.

"For some reason they were more than willing to let you through with your guns." Brennan said.

"That's cause Cullen ripped them a new one." He pointed out.

"Now come on." The FBI Agent continued.

"Have fun you two." Angela smirked as she left the platform.

On the flight to Denver, 7:00 p.m.

"Well this isn't what I had in mind for our romantic weekend getaway." Booth told Brennan as she closed the file. She just smiled.

"This should prove to be very exciting. It will be my first frozen body." His partner said.

"Very exciting. Do you remember what I told you when I came to New Orleans to save you from facing murder charges? When you go on vacation you go away somewhere to relax, not to identify someone's remains." He sighed. Brennan just shrugged and wondered,

"Well what would you rather do?"

"I'd rather go skiing or be lying on a beach somewhere." He said.

"I'd like to go undercover again." She smiled.

"Bones, that's not a vacation either." Booth rolled his eyes.

"Yes well I enjoyed the Las Vegas experience." Brennan defended herself.

"I didn't. I got the crap beat out of me, twice." He said.

"But you beat the second guy. He was huge and you did a great job." She reminded him.

"I guess there were a few things I enjoyed. Zipping up that dress that I bought you. Actually being able to act like a couple and not having to hide it. You still have that don't you?" Booth smiled.

"I still don't know how I was supposed to get into that thing by myself and yes I do have it but not with me." Brennan told him.

"Aw that's a shame." He teased. She just rolled her eyes.

To Be Continued…