This is pretty much the alternate version of the same story I have been writing. The other on isn't as realistic, but this one most likely will be. If you've read the other one, you know what's pretty much gonna happen in the first part, but I've decided to do both stories since they have different sides kind of to them. The beginning is almost the same.
I do not own Bones!
"Maxine, where do you think you're going?" Tammy yelled.
Maxine was already grabbing all of her things. "I'm leaving to go find a job."
"No you're not, you have things you should be doing here, getting a job means that you won't be home to do all your chores."
"My chores are done, and I'm seventeen, I'm not going to keep being told to do my chores and everyone else's when I should be getting money so I can move out of this dump."
"Who says you're going to be moving out?"
"Either I move out or get kicked out to go to another foster home, any way is okay with me."
Tammy pushed her against the wall with aggression which frightened Maxine, but she did so well not to show it. "You are not leaving, you will stay here."
"Goodbye, Tammy. I'll probably miss you least of all." Maxine walked to the door.
"You walk out that door, you won't be welcomed back."
"Fine by me." And she was gone.
5 Days Later...
Booth and Brennan were at the crime scene. It was a set of child's remains. Brennan was knelt down on the ground examining the body alongside with Cam. "Male, probably around nine or ten years old. I'm not exactly sure what cause of death is, too many broken bones."
"Time of death looks a little less than a week, around five days, but I won't be sure until I get these bugs to the lab." Hodgins added to the description.
"One thing we do know for sure, it was murder." Cam finished.
"Alright, we're taking it to the Jeffersonian." Booth said loud enough for all of the other techs to hear so they can all do their job. "Hey, Bones, isn't your family supposed to be coming in today."
"Just my dad and Russ." Brennan said.
"Oh, so no nieces or cousins? I thought this was supposed to be a reunion?"
"It is, Booth, my cousin that you met a while back doesn't want to come, and my dad said the other family members are too busy with their own plans to come visit. I don't mind it anyway, I don't think I'm that good with first impressions."
"Oh, c'mon, you gave me a pretty good first impression." Booth said with a hopeful smile on his face.
"I don't think slapping you in the face was a good first impression."
Everyone held back their laughter and covered it with smiles and glances to one another. "Never mind, Bones. So, what do you want to do with these remains here."
"Take it all back to the Jeffersonian." She said as she stood up.
"You heard her, take it all back to the Jeffersonian." Booth said it loud enough for everyone to hear and started walking off.
Maxine makes her way into the Jeffersonian institute, she's amazed at everything she sees. She looks around at everyone working and sees them wheeling a dead body in and onto the platform. Most people would find this stuff disgusting, but she found it interesting. As she made her way through the place looking at all of the events going on at once, she made her way to the nursery. She was too young and inexperienced to get a job working with actual remains or even working around that stuff. She decided that babysitting would benefit for her while she got her education in forensic science.
One of the woman in the daycare looked up and smiled when she saw Maxine was the one walking in. "Maxine, it's so good to finally meet you." She walked over to her a shook her hand. "Your guidance counselor told me a few things about what you've been through and since we had an opening here, I just had to offer it to you."
"Oh, wow, thank you so much." Maxine gave her a bright smile that added to the thank you she gave.
"It's no problem. I'm Jaime, by the way, and don't worry about taking care of the kids all by yourself, at least two people have to be working at a time. All you have to do is change a few diapers, feed them, watch them, just have fun with them, but you probably already know that, practically raising your foster siblings." Jaime noticed that last comment got to Maxine, so she decided to change the subject. "Anyways, what made you want to work at the Jeffersonian daycare?"
"Oh, I'm hoping after I graduate I can study to become a forensic anthropologist. This place is the top place in the world with Dr. Brennan as the forensic anthropologist. I'm hoping I can learn a few things from her here." Her eyes lit up when she talked about it so Jaime knew she was serious about this dream of hers.
"From what I've heard of you, you seem very bright. I'm glad to have you working here. Dr. Brennan isn't much to talking to people though, she's sort of her own person, in her own world. Some say she's cold, but here, she's textbook smart, and what you call street smarts, has washed over her head." She laughed at that last statement. "Don't worry, you're going to do great here, and maybe you can meet some of the others out in the Jeffersonian that can teach you a few things about this place.
"Thanks." Maxine smiled.