Chapter: 1
So I've gone on a hunt for this type of crossover and there's not a single one. It's quite depressing. Therefore I have made one, I hope people like this mash up. This takes place before Bones and Booth are a couple and during season 4 of Merlin, but there might be spoilers for Bones fans later on if you haven't seen season 6.
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin or Bones, though that would be so cool if I did.
"Bones? Hello? Bones!" Seeley Booth looked over at his partner, the brunette in the passenger seat of the black vehicle they drove to the many cases they took on, with a concerned and slightly irritated look. His partner's eyes shot up from the glass pane.
"Yes?" She asked without a hint of emotion.
"Are you even listening to me?" Booth's look of concern slowly dissipated into complete irritation. He hates being ignored. Dr. Temperance Brennan looked back at the passing buildings and people on the sidewalk.
"Sorry," she muttered distantly. He glanced over at her, all irritation gone from his face.
"Okay what's up," he asked with a knowing smile, trying to hide his concern. Her head turned toward him.
"Nothing's up," Dr. Brennan's voice still held no emotion, but he could tell she was worried about something. He could always tell when people were worried, especially Bones. Her eyes looked directly at him and he felt his heart melt the tiniest bit when he saw any sort of worry or hurt in them.
"Come on Bones," he edged on playfully.
"Nothing's wrong," her voice raised a little. Her eyes still held that worried haze. Booth looked over at her one more time, then sighed.
"Fine," he gave up turning his attention back on the road, his smile fading as he did. She would tell, weather it would be now or later. He'd just have to wait.
She saw his defeated look and sighed herself, turning her attention back towards the window. She hated when he had that look on his face, but he should mind his own business. He's only trying to help, part of her surmised. She looked back at him then out the window once more.
"I think I'm a monster," she let out with a sigh. Booth's head swerved around at her sudden deduction. Switching his gaze between his partner and the road a frown appeared on his face.
"Really Bones, you don't seem like a blood, thirsty vampire to me," he tried to joke with a half- hearted laugh. Her dark, unresponsive look out the window quickly made the frown reappear on his face. He did not like seeing the dark haze around his partner, and he knew why she was saying this.
"Listen Bones, you're not a monster. Just because some scumbag-"
"But I let him do it Booth! I let him sneak up on the little girl, a child! I let him put his hands on her mouth and almost suffocate her!" Dr. Brennan's voice escalated in both pitch and volume. She was looking at Booth now, her lips in a thin line.
"Come on Bones," he began; she looked back out the window. "It was the only way you could have sneaked up on him, when he was distracted. That little girl is alive and home because of you, and now he won't hurt anymore kids."
"I should have gone sooner, before he had grabbed a hold of her. She may be traumatized for the rest of her life because of me." Her voice grew quieter as her eyes looked farther out into the cityscape.
Booth looked over at his partner. The beautiful, successful anthropologist who was so boastful your ears would fall off within five minutes of talking to her. No. That wasn't what he saw. He saw Bones, the woman he had loved since the day they met. The woman whose laugh made him smile, whose jokes were beyond dreadful. Whose eyes were like stars in a blue sky. Who laughed and sang "Hot Loving" with him. Who refused to use a TV. Who liked dolphins. A woman who was so smart, yet so clueless on other things. Who hurt yet never showed it. A woman who loved and cared so much but never allowed others to see it. No. She wasn't the rich, brilliant anthropologist. She was his partner, his friend, his Bones.
They pulled into the parking garage of the Jeffersonian. Dr. Brennan began to open her door, but Booth caught her off guard.
"You're right," he said with a serious tone.
"What?" her eyes widened at his agreement.
"You are a monster." He stated plainly. Her face fell as she got the rest of the way out of the car. He got out and leaned his chest side against the driver's side of the car so he was facing her from across the hood as she pulled out her bag. Only until she shut the door did she notice him staring at her from across the car. His keys held in his right hand, arms crossed resting on the car, and a serious look dressed on his face.
"What," she asked in the same serious tone as best as she could, but a small amount of anger could be heard with a crack of her voice.
"You are a monster, Bones. A cold- hearted, monster that should be feared." He told her, but before she could interrupt with her own roll of insults he continued. "No one should mess with you because you will knock them off their feet before they knew what hit them."
Her jaw clenched and her eyes widened. She opened her mouth to tell Booth off, but he held up a hand.
"You are a monster, Bones. That is what that child killer will say to his new buddies when he gets to his cell. That insane woman was a monster protecting that girl from the likes of me. I would watch out for her cause she's a dangerous, cold- hearted doctor who won't stop to think before she shoots you in the knee." Only then did Booth smile. She stared at him, then broke into a smile herself. The two laughed as they walked into the lab, Dr. Brennan feeling less of a monster and more of a crime fighter.
They walked down the hallway that lead to the glass, sliding doors of the lab when they saw a large commotion. Other Jeffersonian employees were carrying large, gray stone slabs through the glass doors. The two partners shared a confused look before Dr. Brennan rushed through the doors herself. Booth shook his head and followed her trail until he was cut of by a line of employees carrying more slabs.
As soon as she saw her, Dr. Brennan walked over to Dr. Cam Saroyan, who was signing a number of papers another employee was anxiously waiting for. Cam saw Dr. Brennan coming towards her and put on her best "I'm the Boss" smile.
"What is the meaning of this," Dr. Brennan asked upon reaching Cam. Her voice held confusion, curiosity, and irritation for not being told sooner of what was going on in "her" lab. Cam smiled more and handed the man the clipboard and he was gone.
"The United Kingdom's government has requested that the Jeffersonian takes a look at some artifacts and remains that have been discovered in their country side. They have sent Dr. Nigel Patrick to oversee the project. It seems that Dr. Patrick recommended that you and your team should be the ones to examine everything." Dr. Brennan looked at the man Cam pointed at. He was old, his face was wrinkled and he had short gray hair. He was conversing with a near by female employee who only nodded and smiled back at the older gentleman's words. Dr. Brennan looked at Cam again.
"What sort of artifacts? Where are the remains?" She asked her boss.
"Well those are slabs of stone which look to be have unfinished statues." She motioned to one of the gray stones being carried towards the platform in the center of the room. Dr. Brennan watched as two interns cared the slab up the steps. Sure enough it looked like the stone slab had a man popping out of it, but the man was made of stone.
She only caught a glimpse but she could tell it was the statue of a man. The man seemed to be wearing chain mail and held a sword in his hand, at his right side. The slab itself was about a foot thick, the statue-half protruding about five inches. The slab was approximately 7 feet in length and two and half feet wide. The two interns placed it on one of the platform tables and returned to pick up another slab which had been left at the foot of the stairs. This one of a girl by the looks of the attire.
"What of the remains?" Dr. Brennan asked turning to face Cam once more. Booth had gotten passed the movers and was at that point talking with Dr. Jack Hodgins.
"That's the strange thing," Cam told her. The doctor was about to question her further but Cam motioned with her hand for the doctor to follow.
Cam led her up the stairs past three more slabs until she reached the one at the end. It was the same as the others. The statue was that of a man wearing chain mail, too. Only his hands were raised above his right shoulder, both gripping a sword which only extended out of the rock by an inch. It was very similar to the other statues, except for the head.
Where the other statues had a stone, sculpted face, this one had a human skull.
So tell me what you think. Did you like it? Hate it? Want more? Please review and comment. :)
