A/N: Okay so I have been diligently trying to write the chapters for my other two stories but this wouldn't leave me alone. So I hope that in posting it, I will now be able to focus on my other stories! Here is the short prologue. Thanks to Hart for the title!

The squints were milling about on the platform, each trying to avoid work in their own unique way. Even Cam was looking bored. It had been seven and a half weeks since Booth had been away on his undercover assignment. And although they had a few cases with another agent, it just wasn't the same.

The only one who was still busy was Brennan, but she never got tired. Besides as Angela had observed, she had been working more and more since Booth had left. And she was sleeping less and less. Brennan was currently in her office typing up a report when Cullen and another agent walked in.

Angela looked up from the computer she was at and immediately frowned. She couldn't recall Cullen ever being to the lab before, there must be something wrong with Booth. Panic struck her as she glanced over at the office at her best friend, still diligently working away. If something happened to Booth, she wouldn't know how to take it.

"Excuse me?" Cullen said, causing all the squints to look up. "Is Dr. Brennan in her office?"

"What's going on? Where's Booth?" Angela asked frantically.

"Angela, I really should speak with Dr. Brennan." Cullen replied grimly.

"Speak with me about what?" Brennan said, coming out of her office.

"Can we speak in private?" Cullen asked.

"No. If its about Booth, then they have the right to know too." Brennan replied.

"Well…uh…" Cullen stumbled. Brennan immediately knew something happened. As unusual as it was to see Cullen in the lab, him stumbling over words was something she had never seen before.

"Agent Booth was killed this morning while undercover assignment." Cullen stated.

"Oh god." Angela said, putting her hand over her mouth and sinking down into a stool. Everyone had gasped except for Brennan. She didn't move a muscle.

"I want to see the body." She said calmly.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Brennan, it's against the rules." Cullen replied.

"I want to see the body." She repeated coldly, fists clenched at her sides.

"Look Dr. Brennan, you're his partner, not his…"

"Wife?" she replied, reaching into her pocket and holding out a piece of paper to him.

It looked suspiciously like a marriage certificate.