The sky drizzled down on tall and handsome SSA Booth as he leaned against his FBI issued SUV. He stared straight ahead with a smile on his face. The sound of tires pulled him back to reality. Dr. Temperance Brennan stepped out of a big blue van with the Jeffersonian logo stamped on the side. She was ready to go, bag on shoulder, hair pulled back in a messy bun and in a blue jumpsuit that matched the van. He decided to skip over pleasantries.
"Bones, you're not going to believe this one."
"Well you said that about the guy who got stuffed inside a huge truck tire. I believed that."
"Ya, that was a good one,"he said stepping around a rusty paint can," But this is a whole new level of weird."
The pair walked through a cluttered garage, turned a corner and there it was...a skeleton in a league of it's own. It balanced itself on a pile of crumbling bricks, completely articulate. It sat on its sternum, arms pulled behind its shoulders, legs pulled up phalanges touching phalanges.
"Whoa,"Brennan looked in awe,"I don't believe it."
"Mmm-hmn...What did I tell ya?"
"How did this happen?"
"Whoa, well, um...maybe he was rolled up in a carpet."
Brennan turned to him and chuckled. "Where's the carpet?"Returning to total logic.
"Well it rotted away. You know with all the meaty parts."
Bones broke out into laughter.
"What?" Brennan continued now doubled over. "It's possible," Booth tried to defend his hypothesis.
"That-That,"she worked to control the laughter coming out of her,"That would've,"a small chuckle escaped,"That would have taken thousands of years."
Booth looked dejected but knew the truth of this beautiful scientist's words.
"Um-uh,"she tried to regain her composure,"The bones should be in a pile. But something is holding them together, and-" Bones lost it a fell into laughter again.
"What is with you?"Booth stared at his partner in disbelief.
"'Rolled in a carpet.''Meaty parts'" Booth tried to decode the words through her laughing.
Once she regained her composure she went to work. She kneeled down next to the skeleton. Booth watched her snap on latex gloves.
"So what do you think is holding it together if it wasn't a carpet?" he asked after a couple of minutes.
She gave a half smile and then looked up at him with an eyebrow arched."I'll know more when I can get a sample to Hodgins but it looks like some kind of glue. I need to take him back to the lab and then I'll be able to tell more."
"It's a 'he'?"
"Yes,"she said as she set about collecting the skeleton."It's a male, probably early thirties, Caucasian."
"Great!"Booth clapped his hands. Brennan looked confused."Collect the skeleton and these bricks and anything else that looks suspicious. You know what to do people."