So, a couple of things.
1) I live in Australia, and I assume that most people who read these, do not. When in your times are best for me to post? (Leave in a review)
2) I have decided after a couple of stories, that I delay posting if I don't get reviews. Not because I wants lots, but because without them I lose enthusiasm. So please review! Be it an opinion or a plot suggestion. This one is mostly set in stone, but if you don't like where I'm heading tell me and I'll try and alter it.
3) As I said I live in Australia, and although my story is set in season 5 most of the people reading this will be ahead of me, so if I make a reference to something that has changed in the recent episode (don't tell me cause i'll kill you for spoiling it) please bear with me.
Thanks a heap and enjoy and review!!
PS: I don't own Bones... ='(
"You're being ridiculous!"
"Oh I'm being ridiculous? Look who's talking!"
"I am, and I will repeat for the tenth time, that you are being ridiculous. You are behaving like a petulant child!"
"I am not! You just can't accept that I'm right Bones!"
"The guy said two words Booth, you cannot possibly know whether or not he is guilty! And don't call me Bones!"
Booth, took a breath, she was giving in, whenever she started to argue about her nickname it meant she knew he was right.
"Look can't we just see if you can figure out what weapon was used?"
"Ummm… can I interrupt for a moment?"Wendell stood hesitantly at the top of the stairs of the Jeffersonian platform.
"Of course Wendell. What is it?" Brennan turned away from Booth, effectively ending their argument.
"Well I think I know what the weapon is." Wendell looked from Bones to Booth.
"Really? What is it?" Booth leapt up the steps and headed towards the body.
"Well the patterning on the skull shows that she may have been hit by an iron. And the particulates Hodgins found match the metals used in most household items. He's trying to see if he can narrow it to a specific brand."
"…Someone hit her over the head with an iron?"
"That's what Wendell said Booth." Bones sighed.
"Okay well I'll talk to Caroline, if Hodgins can get a specific brand, we might be able to get a warrant to search our suspects house."
"But you don't know it's him!" Bones snapped, resuming their argument.
"Look Bones, we both know that this isn't really what you are upset about." Booth's tone had changed to a low soothing one.
"I'm not upset and I don't know what you are talking about." Bones crossed her arms defensively.
"Don't bother with that. Our victim was a seventeen year old girl in her tenth foster home. Her parents had left her without her word when she was 16 and she had a twenty year old brother who was constantly in trouble, so couldn't care for her. Does that sound at all familiar to you?"
"No it doesn't thank you Booth." But Bones tone had weakened as her struggle to hide her emotions became more evident.
"You know you are allowed to be personally affected by this case."
"I'm not."
"Then why can't you accept that her social worker might have done it?"
"Because there are many reasons he wouldn't have."
"Give me a few."
"Because social workers don't kill the kids they look after. The system may be terrible but most of the social workers care about the kids, and try and get them into a good home. Though not many good homes exist."
"Look Bones, just because some social workers are like that, doesn't mean this guy can't be a killer." Booth's voice had a patronizing ring to it.
"I know a lot more about this than you Booth, and social workers do not become killers."
"I know you do but I know a lot about killers and I'm telling you he did it." Booth's voice was firm and harsh.
"You're being foolish and irrational!" She glared ferociously at him.
"Are you sure you aren't talking to yourself there?" Booth returned the hard stare.
"You can interview the rest of the kids on your own Booth." Bones stormed past Booth towards her office.
"She's going to be determined to prove that guys innocent Booth." Wendell finally glanced up from the work he had become fascinated by while they were arguing.
"Yeah I know. Is Cam in?" Booth sighed. Maybe Cam could convince Bones to accompany him to the remainder of the interviews.
"I think she should be in her office. Can you let her know about the weapon and ask her to come confirm it when you're done? " Wendell moved away to finish examining the body.
"Yeah sure." Booth was already at the bottom of the stairs when Wendell had finished speaking. Booth ran over the argument in his head as he walked to Cam's office. He realised he hadn't handle it very well.
"Dammit." He muttered as he walked into her office.
Cam glanced up as he entered, and a irritated expression appear on her face.
"You idiot."
So next chapter is going to be a look into both Booth and Bones heads, and after that the good stuff starts =)
Don't worry I wouldn't keep the fighting for long. I hate it as much as the rest of you.
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