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Dr. Temperance Brennan sat staring at her computer screen hastily typing out her latest chapter of her novel when a phone rang and brought her out of her reverie. She jumped slightly as she realized the sound was her phone, picking it up without looking to see who it was. She simply figured it would be Booth, he was usually the only one to call her at this hour, it being a little after midnight.

"What Booth?" She asked into the phone sounding a somewhat irritated.

"Temperance? I..oh damn I'm sorry, I should've thought about the time difference, I hadn't realized it was so late for you, sorry." A female voice spoke back at her, leaving Brennan slightly taken back for being so rude in answering. He worry subsided however when the voice on the line jested at her after a brief pause, "So who's Booth?"

"I'm so sorry, I thought you were my partner Booth calling to tell me to go home or something. " She had recognized the voice on the line as soon as the joking tone had come across the line, "Is everything okay Sara? You normally don't call this late."

"Temperance, Something's come up and I could really use your help down here, it's bad," She paused, taking a breath, "Really bad, We have 12 possible bodies in a mass grave, but we can't seem to get anyone who knows what they are doing to sort it all out. Oh and by Bodies I mean we have 4 actual bodies, that were obviously dumped within the last month and the rest are just remains. Bones in piles and we're trying to put them with the right bodies and…well, you know."

"Yeah Sara, I know. Well I could see if Cam will let me take a sabbatical, but do you think they'll even let me help? I mean usually law enforcement doesn't accept help unless it's asked for through official channels." Brennan stated.

"That's the thing Tempe, I've spoken to my supervisor, Gil Grissom, and he said that if you were willing he'd call up the Jeffersonian tomorrow morning and request your help officially. He said he didn't want to bother if I thought you'd say no, so….what do you say?" She asked cautiously, hoping she hadn't overstepped.

"Sara, of course I will come down to Vegas and help you sort out this mess," She stifled a yawn, "So I will come in early tomorrow, bags already packed so when I get the word I can just hop on the first flight. Does that sound acceptable?"

"Sounds good Tempe, plus it'll be good to see you, you know, catch up on everything."

"Okay, well I'll call tomorrow to let you know when my flight will be in," She paused deep in thought for a moment, "Oh and Sara, if they give your supervisor any trouble give me a call and I'll raise Hades on this end, okay?"

"Hell, Tempe, raise Hell, but yeah, sounds great. I'll talk to you tomorrow one way or the other." Brennan could hear in her tone that Sara was grinning.

"Okay, talk to you then." She hung up her phone, and glanced up to find Booth looking at her with a wide grin.

Exasperated she signed, "What are you doing here Booth?"

"I came to drag you home, only to find you on some mysterious phone call about raising Hades." His grin widened as his eyebrow went up in curiosity.

"Booth you shouldn't be listening in on my private calls," She snapped at him.

"Okay there grumpy, looks like someone should go home and get some sleep," He replied jokingly at her, raising his hands defensively.

"I was about to turn off my computer and do just that." She stated, hitting the save button on her manuscript before closing it and turning off her computer. Booth had grabbed her coat and was holding it out to help her put it on.

She got up and went over to him, allowing him to help her with her coat. "So, Bones, how about some Thai before bed?"

She gave him a funny look and he realized how what he said had sounded, gave her a sheepish grin and tried to make up for it, "I mean, uh you know. I didn't mean what that sounded like."

"I know Booth, We'll call it a Freudian slip." She grinned and then led them out of her office, locking it behind her and then out to his SUV.

"So, you just want a ride or does the Thai food sound good too?" He asked again since his first question about food had gone without answer.

"Wow Booth, Angela would say you really need to get laid with all those comments you're making tonight. I'll take a ride home, but I've got to be up early and in the lab for some business so I can't stay up drinking and enjoying Thai with you tonight, maybe next week or so."

"Next week?" He gasped, completely overlooking the beginning of her statement, "Why are you pushing it off till then, you usually just say maybe tomorrow?"

"Well, " She paused to look out the window as they stopped at a red light before simply stating, "I'm probably leaving town tomorrow for awhile. I may be needed on a case in Las Vegas."

"Vegas? I don't know anything about a case in Vegas."

"That's because I am not at the sole discretion of the FBI, I do consult for other organizations you know?" She tossed him an almost playful glare.

"Bones, I know that, but Vegas? Why Vegas? What case? What organization?" He interrogated her.

"Booth, it's not official yet, so I really don't know much of anything except that tomorrow the supervisor of the LVPDs CSI unit is going to contact the Jeffersonian and make a request, and I plan on making sure that request goes though so I can get down there as soon as possible."

Booth looked at her in awe, she had never been so eager to go and work a case without him, she usually fussed and fought and argued when she was put with anyone else. "So what's going on here? You know the vic or something?"

"No," She stated harshly, actually glaring this time.

"Sorry Bones, it's just that, you usually aren't so keen to go off and do a case without me," He simply stated as he pulled into a spot in front of her building and turned to look at her after putting the vehicle in park.

"I know one of the CSIs, Sara Sidle, that's who the call was with. She a friend, I want to help. I'm not trying to offend you or leave you out. I simply highly doubt that the LVPD would think very highly of me if I brought along my FBI partner."

He knew this was her way of making him feel better; however he didn't feel any better about her going off to do a case without him. "So how long will you be gone?"

"Not sure, as I said I do not have the specifics of the case yet."

"Okay, well, can I at least drop you at the airport when you leave? That way you won't have to leave your car there."

"Sure Booth, as soon as I find out my flight information I'll let you know. Now goodnight," She stated feeling her exhausted state hit her at full force. She got out of the car and heard him tell her goodnight as she closed the door. She made her way to her apartment and crashed into bed, deciding to pack in the morning.


Dr. Brennan made her way into the Jeffersonian at six thirty the next morning, and glancing around found no one else had come in yet, which she fully expected. She made her way to her office to unlock it and retrieve a file so that she could finish up on the remains she had been working the night before.

Just as she was finishing her report on the remains, which she had already tucked neatly away, her team finally started to arrive. Cam was the first to arrive, and Brennan decided to give her a minute to settle in and get a cup of coffee before talking to her about Las Vegas. She placed the report into the file and started heading towards Cam's office just as Angela, Hodgins, and Zach came in.

"Morning Brennan," Angela called to her as she walked past them.

"Morning guys, sorry, gotta talk to Cam real fast, then I'll meet you up there for coffee," She directed the last part at Angela, who knew she was referring to the upstairs lounge.

"Sure sweetie, see you in a few." She replied with a brilliant smile as always.

Brennan tapped gently on Cam's door.

"Come in," Cam hollered, glancing up to see who was bothering her so early, of course it would be her, she thought, "Dr. Brennan, what can I do for you this early in the day?"

Brennan glanced at the clock which showed the time to be eight twenty, as far as she was concerned the day was by no means early. However she decided to overlook that comment and get right to the point of her visit.

"Cam, I am expecting a request for my services from the LVPD, a CSI supervisor named Gil Grissom to be precise, today. Please let me know as soon as the request comes through as I would like to leave and get started on the case right away."

Cam looked at her in disbelief, "Dr. Brennan, I hope you didn't already go making promises to these people because, frankly it's not really your call."

"I did no such thing I do, however, plan to stress the issue so that I can go down and help them out. They have a serial killer case in which they just found a mass grave; multiple remains need to be identified. Plus they have some that have yet to decompose, estimating at least four that were dumped in the last month, Thereby suggesting that the killer is still out there murdering people." Cam could tell how badly Brennan wanted to go and help; she always seemed to get so passionate about the cases, so she knew she would be forced to succumb to what Dr. Brennan wanted to do.

"Fine, as soon as I receive the call from the CSI guy I'll let you know. Feel free to go ahead and book your flight if you're so sure he'll be calling." She smiled weakly, "I know how you don't like to waste time."

With that Brennan thanked her and left her office, dialing the airport while making her way up to the lounge to meet Angela. By the time she got there she had booked her flight at noon and was in the process of dialing Booth to let him know when at the top of the stairs she saw him sitting talking to Angela. He flashed his charm smile at her "Morning Bones, what time?"

Angela looked between the two of them a certain knowing glint in her eyes, which of course Brennan squashed before she could say anything, "Not what you think Ange, I'm flying down to Las Vegas to help with a case. " Turning her attention to Booth, "I thought I told you I would call you when I knew?"

"Yeah," He said a little sheepishly, "But I figured it would be better to show up and remind you I was dropping you off at the airport, since you were so tired last night. Thought you might not remember is all."

"Well I did, I was actually dialing you to let you know my flight is at noon when I saw you sitting up here with Angela." She glanced at him as she filled her mug with coffee.

"Well, I also brought donuts," He put on a huge grin as he gestured to the half eaten box of Donuts sitting between Zack and Hodgins.

"That was very kind of you Booth," She smiled at him and their eyes caught for a moment, until her phone rang, breaking there intense stare. She looked down at the ID which stated it was Sara. "Hey Sara! Yes I talked to her, booked my flight, we're just waiting on your supervisor to make the call."

"Yeah Tempe, he said he tried at about eight but no one answered. So should he try again now?"

"Yes, Cam is here now, she's in her office. If he has any trouble figuring out who to talk to have him ask for Dr. Camille Saroyan Specifically, as she already knows the nature of the case. "

"Hey Gil, try again, ask for a Dr. Camille Saroyan," She heard Sara shout over her shoulder, "Thanks Tempe, he's calling now."

"Great I should be there by around four your time. Are you going to be able to pick me up or should I just catch a cab to LVPD?"

"Oh Tempe I wish I could pick you up, but I have court this afternoon. I'll send someone though, It'll probably be Nicky or Warrick." The last part she said kind of absently, almost as though it was meant to be to herself.

"Alright Sara, thanks. I've gotta go, I think Cam must have just gotten off with Grissom cause she's on her way up here."

"Okay see ya tonight Tempe. Bye"

Brennan hung up her phone and placed it back in her pocket, then looked toward Cam expectantly.

Cam sighed as she made it over to the coffee machine to refill her cup, "Dr. Brennan, I just received a call from a Gil Grissom from the Las Vegas crime lab asking for your assistance," Hodgins ears perked up at this as he interrupted.

"Gil Grissom??" He stated excitedly, "Oh please Dr. B tell me we are in on this too?"

Brennan looked questioningly at Hodgins as she replied, "I am not sure if they will require it, but I'll ask when I get there."

"So when's your flight?" Cam asked.

"Noon." Brennan looked at her.

"Great, well I suppose you'll need to pack so why don't you go ahead and do that. Let us know when you get there and if you need anything from us."

"I've already packed; my bags are in my car."

Booth stood, "Well Bones since that's taken care of, why don't I swing by around ten and we'll grab an early lunch before your flight?"

Dr. Saroyan jumped at the chance to get Dr. Brennan out as early as she could, "That sounds great Booth, although," She stated, "I really think Dr. Brennan should just go ahead and take the rest of the day of since she has the flight ahead of her."

"Dr. Brennan is right here and can make up her own mind," Brennan retorted as Booth was leading her towards the exit with his hand on the small of her back.


Brennan slept through most of the flight, and was fully alert and ready to look at the remains by the time she exited the plane. She turned on her phone and made her way over to baggage claim to collect her checked bags while waiting for information from Sara as to who would be picking her up. Although, on her way there she noticed two gentleman following her, one of African-American decent and the other Caucasian. They were far too close for her liking so she simply turned around to look at them, merely three feet from her. They stood there ground and the Caucasian began to speak.

"Dr. Brennan?" He gave her a wide smile, as did his companion. "I'm Nick Stokes CSI, this is Warrick Brown, also CSI. Sara Sidle sent us down to pick you up."

She eyed them suspiciously until Nick showed her his ID, and Warrick followed suit. "Dr. Temperance Brennan," She smiled lightly and stuck out her hand to shake each of theirs in turn.

"It's an honor," Nick stated as he shook. This made her smile widen slightly. Warrick gave him a look and shook her hand as well.

"Glad you could make it; Sara says you're the best in the field."

""I am," she stated and turned to retrieve he bags. Nick instantly took them from her.

"Allow me."

She started to comment on his alpha male tendencies, however realized that Booth was usually put off by it so she simply responded, "Thank you."

"I assume you are going to take me to the morgue or wherever you have the remains?" She looked at them expectantly as they led her toward their car.

"Um, no actually," Warrick said with a grin, not able to believe how eager she was to dive straight in to work. "Grissom wanted us to bring you by the lab, meet the team, brief you, all that stuff. Sara was also kind of hoping you could put off the remains long enough to have dinner after court, said she should be out by about six thirty."

"Oh," Brennan stated disappointed that she couldn't get started working right away, "I suppose you should take me to see this Mr. Grissom."

"Dr. Grissom actually," Warrick corrected.

"I see, what, may I ask is his Doctorate in?" She smiled, the fact that she would have something, she hoped, in common with the CSI supervisor pleased her.

"Entomology," Nick volunteered as they entered the car, Nick volunteering to take the back seat so she could have the front.

They arrived at the crime lab in just a few minutes. Once out of the car Temperance excused herself for a moment to place a quick call.

"Booth."

"Hey Booth, I made it to the lab, just letting you know since you were so insistent that I call when I got here."

"Great, Bones, Glad you made it safe." He heard someone in the background, "Dr. Brennan, we really should get going."

"Hey Booth, I gotta go, you know, meet the team here," She let out an awkward chuckle, "I'll talk to you later, oh and please let Cam and the rest know I made it out here and I'll call if we need anything. Thanks"

With that she hung up her phone and caught up with Nick and Warrick. Nick glanced at her, "Boyfriend?"

She flushed slightly and let out a chuckle before explaining, "No, nothing like that. My FBI partner is overbearing and overprotective, wanted me to call, let him know I got out here ok."

"I see." Nick smiled thinking there was more to the tale, as he had read her books. "So this FBI partner, anything like the FBI guy in your book?"

"What? No, the characters in my book are all fictional."

Gil GrIssom stood as they came into the room, "Ah, Dr. Brennan, it's nice to finally meet you." He smiled pleasantly and reached out a hand.

"Dr. Grissom, I presume, pleasure." She replied as she shook his hand.

"Call me Gil," He stated

"Please call me Temperance." She smiled softly.

"Well if you are as good as Sara has led on, I'm sure you'll be done with us in no time."

"Sara tends to speak more highly of me than I probably am, but I'll do what I can. Also Gil, my colleagues at the Jeffersonian have also volunteered their services should they be needed. Specifically Dr. Jack Hodgins." Grissom's face it up.

"Jack Hodgins? Really? He works for you?"

"He does, he was very pleased when he heard I would be working with you, practically begged to help." She giggled a little. Nick and Warrick just watched the exchange between the two, thinking that they seemed to be acting like old friends rather than newly met acquaintances.

"Well, I'll see what I can do to include Jack, how's he doing by the way?"

"Very well. How do you know him?"

"He attended one of my seminars, kept popping up with questions and answers. Taught me some things at my own seminar," He chucked, "So afterward we went for coffee, he's a bit of a conspiracy theory nut though isn't he?"

"Yes, that he is. However he's one of the best entomologists I've ever had the privilege of working with. Until now I assume?" She smiled.

"I'm sure we'll be comparatively even," they gave each other a large smile. "Well, let's get to introducing you to the team, you've already met Warrick and Nick. So if you'll follow me I'll show you the lab and you can meet the team."

She obliged, and although the facilities were not as good as the Jeffersonian's she had to admit that they were above average. "This is Catherine Willows and he's Greg Sanders," Grissom stated motioning to them in turn.

"Dr. Temperance Brennan," She stated as she reached out to shake each of their hands.

"Tempe!!" An excited shout interrupted from behind her as Sara made her way over and pulled her into a hug.

"Sara, it's good to see you." Temperance smiled.

"It's been forever!! How are you?" Sara was smiling brightly.

"I'm great Sara. Can we catch up a little later? I think Dr. Grissom was hoping to update me on the case," She smiled and glanced in his direction.

"Please call me Gil, Dr. Brennan." He said as Sara nodded to her.

"Alright, and please call me Temperance or Bren." Gil smiled brightly as he looked her in the eyes.

"Very well Temperance, before we get started I have to warn you, all the bodies are in the same place, skeletal remains along with the corpses, and they are a little..."

Brennan cut him off, "Don't worry Gil, I'm not squeamish. Not really a fan of flesh, but I've had a few cases involving some before."

Gil's smile widened at her as the rest of the room, with the exception of Sara, looked at her in shock. "Good to hear Dr. Brennan. Shall we?" He asked gesturing out the door. She nodded and proceeded to follow him. "Hey Nicky, why don't you come along and brief Temperance on the case while she looks over the remains. Everybody else, feel free to go about what you were doing before, we'll have a meeting later."

With that Nick Stokes followed the two, listening to their conversation on the way to the morgue, but staying silent as he watched to attractive Brunette as she conversed with his boss.

"So, have you been to Vegas before?"

"Once, for a case. I'm kind of surprised I didn't get to meet you then, but most of the evidence did get sent back to the Jeffersonian in that instance." She answered.

"Well it truly is a pleasure to get to work with you. With any luck we'll get this guy off the street quickly."

"That's what we always hope for." She grinned. She felt comfortable with Gil; he seemed so blunt in the way he spoke, honest. She really liked that, as she herself was usually blunt to a fault, or at least Booth thought she was.

The three of them entered the morgue to see an elderly white haired gentleman with a cane and a man in his mid-thirty's leaning over an exam table. They both looked up when they noticed they had company. Pulling off their latex gloves and coming toward them. When they reached each other Gil made the introductions.

"Dr. Brennan, this is our pathologist Dr. Al Robbins and assistant coroner David Phillips." They shook hand and stated the necessary pleasantries.

"Pleasure, I'm sure," Dr. Robbins stated, and then looked towards Gil for further explanation.

"Dr. Brennan is a forensic anthropologist, she works at the Jeffersonian in DC, and she's going to be helping with the case." He smiled at her while continuing, "I also have it on good authority that she is quite good. Treat her well Doc."

She smiled gratefully at Grissom, "Thank you Dr. Grissom," He gave her a glance and she corrected, "Gil, however I must say, I really would like to go ahead and get started."

Grissom simply grinned at her before offering a reply, looking at his watch, "I, personally, would love to let you. However, Sara would kill me. She really wanted you to have dinner with the team and maybe start on this after? We are graveyard shift after all, so we'll be working on it all night, you might as well wait and work with us"

Disappointment flashed across her face, however in the interest of cooperation, she decided it would be best to do as she was asked. "Alright, Gil, that sounds acceptable. Although," she paused with a grin, "I can't promise once I start I'll be so easily persuaded away from the remains."

Again he grinned at her widely, appreciation shining in his eyes, "I understand Temperance." I'm going to like her, he thought to himself, she's every bit what Sara said.

With that she turned to face Nick, "So, are you planning on filling me in on the specifics of the case or will that have to wait to,?"

Nick gave her a dashing smile and opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Grissom, "Sorry Temperance, but we should just wait and you can get filled in at our meeting, Sara's probably already waiting for us at the dinner." He shot her an apologetic smile.

"I suppose I can try and hold my curiosity a bit longer," She chuckled. Her phone then began to ring, "Excuse me," She offered them all an apologetic smile as she took a few steps away from them.

"Brennan." She answered.

"Hey, Bones, how's the case?"

"Booth, what do you want? You know I'm working here, and you know I can't discuss it."

"Geesh, sorry Bones, must not be going to well to have you in this foul a mood. I thought lots of remains would perk you right up."

"I'm fine. Now back to why it is that you are calling. I just spoke to you an hour ago you know?"

"Yeah, I know, but I just wanted to make sure you were doing okay, and Angela wanted me to get your hotel info."

"Oh," She replied, not really sure what to say as she hadn't checked in to a hotel, "Well tell her I'll call her with it as soon as I have it."

"What? You haven't even checked in yet? What are you planning to do set up camp at the lab?"

She grinned at the prospect, "I just might, not Booth, really, I've got to go."

"Alright Bones, call if you need anything."

With that she hung up and turned back towards the group of people she had left who were all staring at her, obviously they had heard her conversation. Finally Nick broke the silence, "You sure he's just your partner?" He said beaming at her.


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