Disclaimer: I own very little in this world, which doesn't include Bones. I have googled enough (I think) to be as accurate as I can with the city, the War info, etc. This is a fictional story, so there will be fiction mixed with facts! Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy. I'll update every few days (due to work).

Special Thanks to my beta and best friend Becky!

A History of Death

Dr. Temperance Brennan sits in her office, looking over the latest case file she's working on with Special Agent Seeley Booth. "This is going to be a tough one for him" she says to herself.

'Boy, approximately 5-10 years old, found in the Gettysburg National Park. Severe decomp shows he was there for at least 6 months.' Her thoughts are interrupted by Angela as she bounces into the office.

"Sweetie, you taking a field trip with Booth again?" She says with a giggle.

"Ange, my job is going to take me to the scene of a deceased little boy. And with Booth being the FBI liaison to the Jeffersonian, then yes we will be traveling together." Brennan retorts. 'There-that should quell this discussion.'

"Tell yourself whatever you want, but you're still going away with Mr. Cutie!!!"

"Ange! Please try not to read into this. You know that we WORK together. This is a WORK trip, nothing more!"

'Why does she do this to me? She knows that we are partners, nothing more. Ever since I'd been doled out to the FBI by Dr. Goodman, she is insistent on 'getting us together'. I don't know why. I'm not his type. I'm not a lawyer, blonde, or leggy. He's not my type either. NOT that I really have any luck with men, but I know he's not my type. Why do humans have 'types' anyway? In most civilizations, mates were either chosen by the patriarchs of the families or were won in battle. Since my family is all but non-existent, that's not a variable and seeing how I can fight my own battles, that's not even a faint thought either.

"Bren, what are you thinking?" Angela's voice snaps her back to reality. "Are you going over what you'll do with Booth once you're alone?" She squeals again. "I knew this is the trip where the magic kicks in!"

"Ange, there is no such thing as magic and get the dirty thoughts out of your head!" Brennan snaps.

What both don't realize is that Booth's been standing outside Brennan's office the whole time. He's seen and heard the entire exchange. Bones almost always senses his presence from the time he walks in. He's surprised she hasn't noticed, but glad. He knows that Angela has been trying to get them together, but to see Bones come up with excuses and to be 'rational' about it puts a huge smile on his face. He knew from the first time he saw her that she was fragile, but couldn't get enough. She is smart, hell, she is brilliant, but so naive to the workings of world. She knows so much, but when it comes to simple things, like movies, TV, or pop culture, she's lost. He knew that making fun of her hurt, but his small jabs were needed to show his superiority. He wore the pants on the partnership, damn it!

"Hey Booth, how long have you been eavesdropping on us?" Angela brings him out of his Bones induced fog. Her curious eye caught it all. 'He's been out there the entire time! This is going to be easier that I thought.'

He blushed and swaggered into the office. "Good morning Angela, Bones" as he looks from one woman to the other. He tries not to linger when looking at Brennan, he doesn't want to embarrass himself or her. "Bones, you ready? We need to get to the scene by this afternoon."

"I just have to go and pack a few things, why don't you meet me at my place and we'll head out from there?" She directs towards him while shutting her computer off. "And if they compromised..."

"I know, if they've touched the remains you'll kick their butts. I got it. And they were told to guard the site and not to go beyond the perimeter. I know. It's not like this is my first day on the job! Jeez Bones, lighten up!" He stammers. 'She can be such a tight ass about things!'

"I'm sorry Booth. It's not you I'm concerned about. I just want the scene to be preserved. Law Enforcement not accustomed with our process can do more harm than good. Emotions run high, especially when a child is involved," her voice barely audible. 'A child. Someones baby. A family must be going through hell worried about him or her.'

She's come to terms with her past, which shaped who she was, but also scarred her to the bone. She'd been shipped from foster home to foster home after her parents disappearance so long ago. She'd been lost in the system until her grandfather found her. She'd had her own hell to deal with. She's thrown herself into her work, unable to communicate with the living. She prefers the bones. She can decipher the past, make the truth come to light. She helps families come to terms with the truth, the truth she couldn't get for herself.

Forty five minutes later, Brennan is packed and waiting outside of her apartment. 'He's almost always on time, so why wait upstairs? It's been a cool morning and we're going to be stuck in a vehicle together for whomever knows how long. I can use the alone time.' As if right on cue, Booth's SUV comes into sight.

"Hey Bones, you ready?" He throws his best charm smile her way. "We should hit the road, we've got a couple hour trip ahead of us."

"I don't understand why the FBI doesn't fly us to the scene. They are the FBI and they have the resources."

"Well Bones, it's not all that far to drive and besides, you get to spend quality time with me! I can hear Angela now!" His laugh becomes contagious and Brennan joins him.

"I guess it could be worse, I could be stuck in Coach with some obnoxious and smelly businessman who thinks he's smarter than the average traveler. I guess alone in a vehicle with you could be somewhat more tolerable." She said in a matter of fact tone.

"Bones, tell me that's a joke, a dig at me, right?", as he holds a hand over his heart. "That hurts!"

"I didn't 'dig' you, I'm not even CLOSE to you!"

"It's a saying, a metaphor, about getting a jab in. Oh, never mind, just get in."

"I didn't jab you, yet" she said under her breath.

This is going to be a long trip!