Ok, so this is my first attempt to write a story...ever! And I'm going to try to tackle a whodunit! So, fingers crossed and maybe I can write a good story, but if it totally sucks, whatever, it entertained me lol. Ok, so if you could review that would be great. Be nice tho, even if it does suck!!! Plzkthxbai!
~~Oh, and btw, this takes place in season 2 with Zack and no Hodgins/Angela drama. (not that I don't love them, but I'm trying to keep it as simple as possible!)
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"What's the context of the find?" Brennan asked as she walked towards the Bethesda High School football field.
"Football team comes out for practice before school, and they find a skeleton on the 50-yard line. With an away game on Friday and the school being empty on the weekend, nobody noticed the remains. " Booth explained. "It's like nothing I've ever seen before."
"What do you mean?" Brennan questioned.
"See for yourself" Booth said as he gestured towards the direction of the victim.
When she got closer to the body, she saw what he meant. There was no flesh on the body at all. A perfect skeleton, laid out anatomically, like she lays them out on the tables back at the Jeffersonian. She knelt down next to the bones. "Pubic bone suggests male, late 30s early 40s. The flesh has been completely stripped from the bone, but it doesn't look like it was the work of scavengers." Before she could make anymore observations, Booth gestured towards the right femur. "What do you make of this?" he asked.
She sighed, slightly annoyed. She hated it when Booth interrupted her process, and she shot him a look that conveyed that thought. Her attitude quickly changed, however, when she saw the femur. Burned into the bone, stretching from the one end to the other, were letters. "What…?" She looked closer. "L-H-M-E-E-E-E-G-T-G-S-I-T-A-B-N" she read.
"What is that?" Booth asked her. "Don't tell me our killer tried to send a message and can't spell" he said with a little chuckle. Brennan rolled her eyes and continued her examination.
"I think it's an anagram…or maybe a code. I'm sure Zack will know." She paused, looking at the bones. "I see no obvious cause of death." Brennan said with a sigh as she stood up. "Let's send the whole kick-and-cadoodle back to the lab." She smiled at Booth, obviously proud of herself for using a saying that Booth would use.
Booth sighed, but still smiled. "It's kip-and-caboodle Bones, kip-and-caboodle." For all her brains, sometimes Bones was still a little clueless. Even though he was used to her lack of social knowledge, he still got a chuckle from it.