I've wanted to do a Bones/Plum crossover. This fic is mostly Bones sided. If you haven't read the books by Janet Evanovich here's a quick overview:
Stephanie Plum:"in the first book, one for the money, Stephanie has been laid off from her job as a lingerie buyer, she is being forced to sell off her appliances one by one in order to pay her rent, and her car is repossessed. This last straw prompts her to turn to her cousin Vinnie, owner of Vincent Plum Bail Bonds, for a job. She originally hopes to find a file clerk job at the Bail Bonds office but the position was taken, and the only position available is as an apprehension agent or bounty hunter. Vinnie refuses to hire her, but she manages to convince him to give her a shot by threatening to blackmail him. Stephanie's financial situation is still rather perilous, partially due to her poor financial skills, and she often finds herself seeking alternative ways to earn money in order to pay her bills."
Ranger (Ricardo Carlos Manoso): "Ranger is Stephanie's fellow bounty hunter and tutor and sometimes known as Batman because of his mysterious ways. Ranger is Cuban-American, and drives a rotation of very expensive black cars (Stephanie has lingering questions about the origin of Ranger's car-supply, but he will only say 'Don't ask'). He is the C.E.O. of RangeMan, Inc., a security company (among other things). Stephanie's relationship with Ranger, somewhere between boyfriend/girlfriend and teacher/pupil, provides much of her day-to-day stress"Early background: 2 years at Rutgers, Newark. Served in the Army, special forces. All other records lost in unexplainable fire.
Distinguishing Characteristics: 200 watt smile, body that could stop a clock, pony tail.
Usual Attire: Black T-shirt, black cargo pants, Navy S.E.A.L.s hat.
Conclusion: Approach with caution. Most likely carrying concealed. Highly skilled in many departments. Specializes in locks…
This fic will revolve around Ranger's request for Brennan to help ID a set of remains, her accepting as a 'personal favor' and Booth (and you the readers) wondering why she's returning a favor to his man.
Disclaimer: Bones belongs to Fox and the Plum universe to Janet Evanovich. No infringement intended, written for fun purposesXD
"Oh yeah." Booth whistled through clenched teeth, lifting his sock clad feet to rest on his coffee table. "Feels good, doesn't it?" He eyed Brennan sideways as she sat next to him.
"Yes, this vacation is well deserved." She stated, placing a hand on his left thigh. "I'm sorry you won't be spending it with Parker."
"He'll be back from summer camp in two weeks." Booth squeezed her hand reassuringly. "I'll just spend my free days with you." Booth flashed her his charm smile but it quickly faded when she remained silent. "You aren't going to a dig in some far away country, are you?" He held his breath as he waited for her answer.
"No." Brennan answered instantly, disliking the heart crushing look he'd given her only seconds before.
"Then, we're set." He drew an arm around her shoulders, crushing her to her side. "What's the plan?" He wagged his eyebrows at her.
"I will be making the last revisions for my book. With that out of the way I can focus on research for the scho..." Brennan cut herself off when she saw the disgusted look Booth was giving her. "What?" She blinked genuinely innocent eyes at him.
"Okay, the book I get, but you can't spend your vacation working!" He laughed, shaking his head. "You know what?" Brennan eyed him with curiosity. "I'm gonna make sure you have a fun, non-work vacation." His cheeky smile was contagious.
"What do you have in mind?" Brennan cocked an eyebrow at him, suddenly very interesting in what he had to offer in form of 'leisure' and 'fun activities' in their time off.
"Nope." Booth stood and stretched. "You'll have to wait and see." A twinkle lit his gaze, as he offered his hand for her to rise from the couch.
He scooped up the empty take out cartons to toss them on their way out of his apartment.
B&B
Brennan threw the bolt on her front door and left her purse on the small table she kept by the door. Without turning any lights she headed over to her bedroom.
Being caught up with thoughts revolving around her partner and what he was planning for them, it was only until she was halfway through her living room when she felt the shift in the atmosphere suddenly realizing she wasn't alone.
Adrenaline kicked in, her mind racing. Her purse was by the door and her gun was in her bedroom. Her senses were heightened in the dark, feeling cold sweat run down her back at hearing the rustle of clothing to her left.
The intruder was sitting on her couch!
She was ready to bolt and strategically place some distance between them.
The lamp next to the couch came on as a male voice greeted her, "Temperance."
B&B
After dropping Brennan off at her place, Booth showered and watched a late night sports report.
He'd just turned down the covers to call it a night when his phone rang. Seeing that it was his partner he grinned.
"Heya, Bones." Booth let out a bark of laughter. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't excited to spend almost every waking minute of their time off with her. "Too excited to sleep?" He questioned with a hint of a tease in his tone.
"Booth…" Brennan cut him off. He instantly snapped to attention, not missing the seriousness in her voice.
"Are you alright?" He couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, listen, Booth."
She's leaving town? What the hell?
The questions swam in his head. She'd seemed thrilled with their plan only a short while ago. A nagging thought in his mind had him wondering if she was running away, but he quickly discarded it. They were doing well. They had been for a while and if she was breaking her word, there had to be a good reason for it.
"Remains?" He dumbly repeated when she informed she was on her way to New Jersey. "For what agency?" Booth silently pondered what sorts of risks she could encounter. They were partners and whether danger was a factor or not, he would go as well.
"It's not a request from any agency." Came her response from the other end of the line. "I'm doing this as a personal favor." Brenan snuck a quick glance at the man behind the wheel of the black SUV. "I will contact you when I return to DC." And added with a soft whisper, "I was really looking forward to what you had in mind for tomorrow." Ending with that statement, Brennan hung up.
"Complete medical history." Without further explanation Ranger passed her a thick file. The anthropologist took the manila folder, instantly scanning over the information.
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"If you would like to make a call, please hang up and try again." The automated message brought Booth out of his shock.
A personal favor?
"But for who?" Booth tossed his phone on his bed, running a hand through his hair.
Reviews are appreciated and will let me know what you think of the beginning of this story…