This was written a long time ago, almost a year ago. It was one of my earliest works. I bet there are a lot of mistakes, but I feel that the story line is cute and cheesy at moments, okay often. So review if you please. Thanks for reading!
Chapter 1: Of Skulls and X-Files
Booth stepped into his SUV, a big smile plastered on his face. He was in a great mood, reflecting the great weekend he had with his son, Parker. Today was his day off, but since Parker went home he had nothing to do; so he decided to head to the lab, but to his office first. He had barely set foot in his office when a familiar voice called his name.
"Agent Booth, come to my office," called Deputy Director Cullen. Booth mumbled under his breath as he followed his boss. Cullen shut the door and handed Booth the file. Curiously, Booth flipped the file open, and immediately he laughed.
"Sir, you're kidding me right?" asked Booth, throwing the file back on the desk.
"No, though I wish it was. I need you to go down there with Dr. Brennan and-"
"No, no, no. She'll just laugh at me and refuse! I mean isn't this a job for Scully and Mulder?"
"Well aren't you creative Booth. Every other agent has said that line while turning it saying that exact line."
"Well come on sir. Aliens, in Roswell, New Mexico. Call me crazy but isn't it just a hoax?"
"Phoenix sent some field agents. They aren't sure of what to make of it. They need assistance."
"Well I'll go sir. I could use a tan…but you'll never get Bones to go."
"Yes I will. Tell her we'll give her a gun or something."
"Are you really going to give her one?"
"Of course not. She shot an unarmed senator!"
Booth chuckled. "Oh well, when she comes and kicks you in the nads, I warned you. I'll take over to Squint Central. See what they say." Booth picked up the file and left the office, whistling the theme from The X-Files.
Angela, Hodgins, and Zack were still eating breakfast in Angela's office when they noticed the FBI agent walk in. He gave them each a little wave before heading down to Brennan's office.
"Shouldn't someone warn him she's writing?" asked Zack, taking a sip from his Nesquik chocolate milk.
Angela threw her yogurt container away. "Why would we all ruin the fun? Come on let's get closer."
Booth approached Brennan's office. He noticed a light was on and that she was sitting behind her computer, her eyes plastered to the screen. He knocked on the doorframe and cleared his throat. No response. He stepped in and waved his arms.
"Yoo-hoo!" he said waving the file. Brennan blinked her eyes then shook her head.
"Huh, what…Booth why are you here? And why didn't you knock?"
Booth rolled his eyes. "I did knock. And we have a case." He handed her the file. She leaned back and studied it for a moment before placing the file on the desk.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Booth stepped forward, resting a haunch on the edge of Brennan's desk. "Well Bones, a skeleton was identified in the desert of Roswell, New Mexico. As you can see from the photos, there are some features that do not match those of a normal human skeleton."
"And you have brought this to me because?"
"Cullen wants us to go there, they need some experts." Brennan sighed and picked up the file again. She took the photos of the skull, then headed to the platform. She magnified the photo. She pointed to the skull.
"Shallow eye sockets, the nasal cavity is irregular, the shape of the skull is just wrong…Booth, I may have to see this." The tone of her voice was indistinct.
"Really?" asked Booth, genuinely surprised.
"Yes, this is like Starchild all over again…"
"Wow, this was easier than I thought. I'll get the plane tickets and tell Cullen."
"Whoa, look at that!" said Hodgins. Booth had gone to Brennan's office to talk to Cullen. The Squints materialized behind her. "Looks like that skull, what was it, Starchild?"
"Yes," replied Brennan. "There are some similarities."
"Wait, I'm totally lost," interjected Angela. Hodgins sighed and grabbed a file from the drawer in his desk area and handed it to Angela.
"Starchild was the name of a skull found in a Mexican mine in the late 1990's. It was discovered along with a female skeleton. Carbon-14 data dates the skull back about nine hundred years. The skull, however, was unlike any other seen. It was sent around the country to various scientists in hope of explaining it. Naturally it came to me and I agreed to examine it. The skull was abnormal, with a volume twenty-five percent larger than that of a normal human being. It showed symmetrical widening of the parietal bone. The occipital bone was also flattened. There were signs of teeth that had yet to expose, placing the skull to that of a five or six year old. The density of the bone was half as normal, yet much stronger. Through the best technology we had back in ninety-eight, I reported that the skull was consistent with a bad case of hydrocephaly, or water on the brain. But there was not enough information to declare it anything."
"Many believe that it is a human/alien hybrid," added an excited Hodgins. "DNA testing indicates that the mother was a Native American from the Haplogroup C which fuels the debate that the skull was that of a hybrid."
"All right," shouted Booth. "Enough with the X-Files mumbo jumbo. Bones, we got a flight in a few hours. The seats aren't together though. One is first class and the other coach so I guess you can have the first class."
"There is no need for the chivalry Booth, but I'll take the first class ticket anyway," said Brennan with a smile. She walked past him and headed to her office.
"Great, stuck in coach," mumbled Booth. He saw that the Squints were staring at him. "Get outta here."